Chen Qing arrived outside the courtyard where Qu He lived and lightly knocked the door knocker.
Before long, a maid in a pale, elegant dress opened the door.
She recognized Chen Qing and quickly stepped aside to bow. "Senior Brother Chen, please come in."
The maid led Chen Qing into the sitting room, served him a cup of fragrant hot tea, then withdrew to announce his arrival.
Not long after, Qu He emerged from the inner room with a gentle smile. "Junior Brother Chen, what brings you to see me today?"
He understood this junior brother's temperament. Chen Qing rarely came to curry favor with him.
Chen Qing rose and bowed. Without beating around the bush, he directly told him about his Contribution Points being deducted.
Upon hearing this, Qu He's smile gradually faded, and his brows drew together slightly. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Such a thing actually happened... The Contribution Points for guarding Prison Peak are set by sect regulations. How can they be changed at will? Sit here for now. I'll go to the Steward Hall and ask about it immediately."
Clearly, he had known nothing of the matter either.
Chen Qing nodded. "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Qu He hurried away. Chen Qing sat quietly in the sitting room to wait. The tea in his cup was refilled twice, and only after roughly the time it took to burn three sticks of incense did Qu He return, his expression rather unpleasant.
"Junior Brother Chen..."
Qu He sighed, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness. "This matter is somewhat difficult to handle."
"Why?" Chen Qing's brows furrowed faintly.
Even a True Disciple personally looking into it could not settle it?
"This was decided after deliberation by Elder Wu of the Steward Hall, who is responsible for