The Guild Master of the Ancient Martial Arts Association hurriedly sent Yang Bo an email.
Yang Bo had just logged out of the game when he saw another email.
"Do these Ancient Martial Arts Association people have nothing better to do?" Yang Bo grumbled. In the Alliance, everything had to follow procedures. There was no way things could be this efficient, especially when manual verification and review were involved.
"What did they say in the email?" Su Wei asked curiously when she heard that.
"It's actually an invitation to join from the Guild Master of the Ancient Martial Arts Association. Is this association some kind of makeshift operation?" Yang Bo said after reading the email.
Yang Bo said that because ancient martial arts had virtually no presence in the Alliance.
It felt like an extremely niche thing.
"Are you going to join the Ancient Martial Arts Association?" Su Wei asked.
"I'll ask what the benefits are first, and what I'd have to do. I don't want to fall into some trap." Yang Bo said that because some associations were full of pitfalls.
Some associations required members to donate a fixed amount every year or attend a certain number of events.
For example, there was an animal rescue and protection organization that required every member to rescue at least one animal each year.
But under the Alliance's current conditions, where were there even that many animals in need of rescue?
So in the end, it just meant donating money.
But in Yang Bo's view, the people at the bottom of these large Alliance associations were all idiots.
That was because the high-level officials in these associations not only had enough political influence, but also handled considerable interests.
For example, although the use of an association's funds was disclosed publicly, who got