It's a Trap

"Foolish! Human children born with sixteen wings must have inherited their parents' bloodline. Their parents are definitely not weaker than me!" The nine-tailed fox's voice thundered with authority.

"It's a descendant of the feathered-men," the black cockroach interjected hastily. "It seems to be a case of atavism."

"Atavism?" The nine-tailed fox expressed disbelief. 

A living being with an atavistic bloodline wouldn't just revert to their ancestors like this. 

Had the atavism phenomenon in this family surpassed that of their ancestor? 

Something didn't add up. 

It must be related to the biological parents.

"You should know that if this human cub succeeds, they will undoubtedly become the future leader of the human race. Perhaps Chadwick Neal and the others were just like this when they were young," the black cockroach added in a low voice.