"Ridiculous! This is simply ridiculous!"
Wuhua Taoist slammed the plan drafted by the base down onto the table, pacing back and forth in front of the hall in a rage.
"This Jing Yuan, it's outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
His face was flushed with anger as he walked in circles and spoke to the fellow disciples beside him, "What is this? A plan, they say? Forming their own circle—what is that supposed to be? A martial arts conglomerate? Independent of oversight? Complete autonomy? Isn't this turning everything on its head! It's chaos, chaos, all of it, utter chaos!"
"Sect Leader brother, do not be hasty. Perhaps there's deeper meaning behind it?"
"Deeper meaning? What deep meaning could come from a greenhorn? Not to mention the filth and dirt that such a so-called civilian group could hide, just the mere fact of their lack of oversight is an affront to morality. A thorn in our side, dear junior."
"But if the imperial court approves, we'll have no way to stop it."
