His unfriendly tone and poor attitude naturally had their reasons.
What he wrote could not be shown to the other elders. Perhaps some methods could barely pass muster when used by one person, but if too many people used the same methods, he might get dragged down and suffer along with them.
Everyone staring at him was speechless. Who had copied anyone? You had not even started writing yet—how could anyone copy you?
What was more, Niu Youdao's impolite words had stirred anger in some hearts. Ding Weiheng was one thing, but what the hell were you? Who the fuck were you putting on airs for, acting like everyone's father? How dare you speak to us so rudely?
If this were not such an occasion, some of the more hot-tempered ones would have leaped out on the spot to see whose fists were bigger.
Yet it was not over. Niu Youdao turned to Ding Wei, who sat at the head facing everyone, and asked, "Chief Ding, didn't you say you would keep things confidential for us? You even allow people to peek at what others write?"
Ding Wei silently watched him, his face expressionless, though inwardly he found it quite interesting. Not to mention the others—even he had been among those drawn in by Niu Youdao grinding ink just now. Niu Youdao's actions, along with his earlier cursing, made Ding Wei sort through the records concerning the Tiandu Secret Realm, as well as the circumstances of how this man had joined Purple Gold Cave and become one of its elders after all his maneuvering. He came to one conclusion: extraordinary people truly did behave in extraordinary ways.
He was not stupid. Of course he knew everyone's attention had merely been drawn by Niu Youdao's actions; they had not meant to