"Mu Jingyuan, are you crazy!" The fifth brother Mu Jingyang shouted, "It's not like you don't know how many resources actually end up in each disciple's hands in such a large clan as ours?"
"Who can be convinced if we take out so many resources at once, and to give to only a little lass?"
Mu Jingyuan sneered, "Then don't give it."
"You also fear the Violetwood Guard personally coming to collect it. What's the use of saying this nonsense?"
Mu Jingyang's nostrils were flaring from anger. He pointed at Mu Jingyuan and kept stammering "you." He flung his hand aside angrily in the end.
"Okay, stop arguing." Mu Jingfeng spoke calmly, "Go prepare these resources and put them at the entrance for her to collect."
"The Mu Clan can afford to give this bit of resources."
Everybody was bleeding on the inside.
Elder Qing asked defiantly, "Ha, I would like to know why the Mu Clan should compensate her?"
