He knew that internal competition within the Wuyue Clan was fierce, even more complex than the struggle for the imperial throne among the princes of mortal dynasties.
These direct descendants of the Wuyue Clan would privately establish factions and accumulate their own strength, and the higher-ups of the Wuyue Clan would not interfere.
After all, being able to rally disciples to assist oneself was also a form of ability; relying solely on personal strength was not enough to become the clan leader.
"What?"
Wu Yuyan's expression shifted, as she had not expected Lu Ren to refuse so decisively.
She must be reminded that their Xuan King Faction had never actively recruited any disciples before.
"Lu Ren, our Xuan King Faction taking the initiative to recruit you is giving you a chance. Although you fought for first place for the Wuyue Clan, you have also invisibly made many enemies. Only by joining the Xuan King Faction and having the deterrence of our Xuan King Faction can your safety be guaranteed!"
Another young man said.
"My junior brother said he isn't joining any faction. Junior brother, let's go, pay them no mind!"
Wu Yuexi pulled Lu Ren, preparing to leave.
"Lu Ren, tall trees catch the wind. Prodigies like you die young quite often, not to mention that you are even the son of Lu Aoxian!"
The young man continued, his face turning green as if he were about to completely erupt.
His words were filled with nothing but threats.
"Since you know I am Lu Aoxian's son, what qualifications does Wu Yuexuan have to make me assist him? Besides, I am merely a disciple from an external clan, and I cannot pose any threat to him!"
Lu Ren said coldly.
Hearing Lu Ren humiliate Wu Yuexuan, Wu Yueyan also shouted angrily,