Aberration

Zhang Xiaohua was about to speak when another voice came from inside the tent. It was Senior Brother Wang. "Junior Brother Ren is kindhearted and generous. He should be someone with a long life; nothing could possibly happen to him."

Another voice said, "Senior Brother Wang, you are mistaken. Good people never live long. Don't divide the herbs you picked into two portions either. Ren Xiaoyao cannot bear your goodwill."

"You..." Senior Brother Wang was furious and was about to retort.

Someone else cut in, "What Junior Brother Fan said may be rough, but it is absolutely right. Senior Brother Wang, we should give our share to Senior Brother Lu instead. Ren Xiaoyao spoke beautifully before, swearing he would protect us, but once we reached Qi Hua Forest, he ran off first. He did not even pick a single herb. How did he serve as our leader? And now we are supposed to divide up our own herbs and let him take them back to the Pill-Refining Hall to fulfill his quota? That seems rather unfair, does it not?"

"Junior Brother Fan, that is not right. Since we already agreed to give him a share of the herbs, how can you go back on your word now?" Senior Brother Wang said angrily.

Junior Brother Fan ignored him entirely and countered, "If he had protected us, I naturally would have kept my promise. But he was not even staying nearby. He only tossed out one sentence, telling us not to leave the tent at night. Is that what passes for protection? Since that is the case, how could I give him the herbs I picked through hard work for nothing? Look at the other disciples. Three Arhats guard them on all sides; not even a fly can get close. That is