Wei Clan

"Who allowed you to pick and choose? Put the bamboo shoots down!"

"And what if I don't?"

The excavated Blood Bamboo Shoots had already been divided ninety to ten, which was considered rather harsh.

Most disciples actually felt it was unfair, but the Blood Bamboo Grove was a sect resource, so they could only endure it.

Wei Luo had not said much about it either and had followed the rule.

But when it came time to hand over the bamboo shoots, someone just had to stir up trouble.

He had merely wanted to pick out a few of the more tender shoots, yet the disciple collecting the shoots in front of him had barked at him twice.

"Y-you... don't be so arrogant. Not being allowed to pick... is the rule."

This disciple had seen that Wei Luo was from the Celestial Pivot Court and assumed he would be easy to bully.

But when Wei Luo released the aura of Force Training, the disciple immediately began stammering.

The moment Wei Luo heard the word "rule," his brows furrowed.

From beginning to end, the only rule Wei Feng had conveyed was the ninety-to-ten division. There had been no others.

This man was clearly making things up out of thin air and acting on his own authority.

Nearby, quite a few disciples who had just handed in their Blood Bamboo Shoots were also watching, their faces filled with shared indignation.

Clearly, quite a few disciples had been disgusted by this before.

Just then, several figures in brocade robes approached. Wei Feng, at their head, frowned and said,

"Why are you shouting and making a scene, disrupting the order? What happened?"

The surrounding disciples immediately retreated several meters respectfully upon seeing the elders arrive.

When the disciple who had just berated Wei Luo saw