Bi Chang watched Ning Xuan's retreating figure.
Bi Chang himself felt rather helpless.
He privately grumbled about the sect's rule that outer sect disciples who failed to advance within six months had to pay one hundred contribution points each month.
But those contribution points would not be deducted from his own account, so Bi Chang could not be bothered.
The rule had certainly sparked complaints among many outer sect disciples.
But what good did complaining do? The sect's rules were the rules.
It was obvious.
The rule all but told them outright that the sect was fleecing them.
So many things went without saying.
Bi Chang could only marvel at how utterly shameless Qin Shujian was, refusing to spare even the outer sect disciples.
Fleecing people to this extent was practically unprecedented.
Then.
Bi Chang picked up the teacup beside him again and took a small sip of spirit tea, a smile appearing on his face.
During Ning Xuan's visit, he had done the young man several favors.
As long as Ning Xuan was not an ungrateful sort, those favors would surely pay off someday.
To Bi Chang, one hundred contribution points were a pittance. He would not feel any pain even if he threw them away.
But to Ning Xuan, one hundred contribution points could change his destiny.
At that thought.
Bi Chang could not help sighing. "Boy, oh boy, I don't ask for much. Once you're rich someday, just repay me with a hundred or two hundred thousand contribution points."
After indulging in that sentiment, he quickly shut his mouth.
Then he could not resist giving himself a slap across the mouth.
That'll teach you not to learn your lesson.
You said you wouldn't talk to yourself anymore, yet you still can't kick this rotten habit.
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