"Just stop wasting your time on this group of self-proclaimed apostles," Zhao Yao cautioned, "Instead of focusing your attention on these gossips, you should concentrate on your training. Understand?"
"Alright, alright." Zhao Xue responded with a perfunctory nod. She had already grown numb to King George's incessant lecturing. Every day, he would repeat the same old thing about keeping a low profile in order to ensure one's safety.
Zhao Yao recognized that exasperated expression on her face and responded with even more lecturing, "Do you understand that this is all for your own good? Do you know how dangerous the world of superpower is? You never know what kind of power an average Joe might possess! You are just one mistake away from bidding farewell to this world!
No matter how strong you become, you are still powerless when other apostles have set their eyes on you. One sneak attack and you are dead."