"What do you mean?"
Zhang Menglong's words made a few outer sect disciples' expressions change. It sounded like he not only didn't plan to hand over those contribution points but also seemed to have set his sights on their contribution points!
"I don't mean anything," Zhang Menglong smiled, "I just thought of something. Look, I've been lucky enough to become the leader of this group of intern disciples, so I should prepare a proper gift for everyone, right?"
"I have plenty of money, but in our Sunset Sect, money is of no real use. I suppose each of you senior brothers and sisters carries quite a few contribution points? Wouldn't you like to leave some behind and give my brothers a little welfare?"
"Hahaha!" The outer sect disciple burst into laughter, and after a moment, the others followed suit.
Goodness, are all the newcomers this bold this year? Or are they really too confident in their strength?
