"All right, all right. Don't treat me like Mi Mo, or being the senior brother will make me feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles." I waved my hands, rejecting my junior brothers and sisters' continued flattery. After all, the main reason Huaxiayue had been able to decisively punish Mi Mo so quickly actually had nothing to do with me, and it certainly wasn't something the other disciples could influence!
Ultimately, the problem lay with the sect's institutional ecosystem. There really wasn't much affection between disciples and their masters. Aside from the law of the jungle, there was even an element of mutual supervision. If I started playing with fire again, I probably wouldn't gain much authority and might even get reported to the higher-ups. No matter how capable Mi Mo was, he had merely controlled a few junior brothers and sisters and bullied them by riding on his master's coattails. What could he possibly accomplish? With such a narrow outlook, I truly disdained learning from him.
Besides, Huaxiayue wasn't a fool. Mi Mo had attacked me because I was capable of causing trouble and had threatened his authority. If I had only been a First Tribulation disciple, he probably could have made me bow down with just a few words; there would have been no need to go to such lengths.
So, besides letting me take over as senior brother lawfully and openly, Huaxiayue had also sent me to the Face-the-Wall Stone to reflect on my mistakes. She wanted me to have less to do with my junior brothers and sisters, in hopes that I would cause less trouble.
"Senior Brother, you don't need to worry so much. This time, we truly regard you as our senior brother. How could Senior Brother Mi Mo compare with you? Does