"A disciple from the illustrious Upper Three Veins actually groveling before several disciples of the Lower Three Veins? You've truly lost all face for our Upper Three Veins."
The man sneered again.
His words were clearly meant to provoke.
He certainly wasn't going to pamper Si Nanyan as Lu Shangxing did.
Inside Purple Cloud Divine Sect, the status of disciples from different Veins was entirely different.
Apart from the Godson, the status of the Upper Three Veins was absolutely superior to that of the Lower Three Veins.
To put it unpleasantly, this was a class hierarchy.
One at the top, the other at the bottom.
This was reality.
Watching the man spouting such nonsense, Si Nanyan and her companions all frowned.
Feng Ruoli, who had originally intended to smooth things over, froze on the spot.
Clearly, the newcomer bore ill intentions.
"Senior Brother Shao... what is this?"
Lu Shangxing looked at him with some astonishment, clearly not having anticipated this turn ofEVENT.
