Zhao Ya was taken aback upon hearing this.
Did he really burn through a hundred sect contribution points so quickly?
But then he thought about how, besides practicing martial arts with Guo Luming, he had spent most of his time in the library recently, so it wasn't surprising that the points were used up so fast.
He nodded, "Alright, I understand."
Afterward, he hurriedly finished reading the last few pages, albeit rather hastily, before reluctantly closing the secret manual and putting it back on the shelf.
When he retrieved his sect contribution token, he indeed saw a series of records on it, showing that he had only two or three points left on his last day.
Now that he'd completely run out, Zhao Ya could only put away the token and head downstairs.
At this time, Guo Luming had just finished his work and was a bit surprised to see Zhao Ya coming down.
"Why are you coming down so early today?"
