With a slight noise Zhao Jiuge steadily landed on the platform, letting out a sigh of relief. Then he looked up at the startled Bai Qingqing and softly comforted her, “See, just like I said, it's no problem.”

He also sent a friendly smile toward Bai Qingqing.

Bai Qingqing’s chest was heaving violently. The jump from Zhao Jiuge had scared her to death, and she felt relief when she saw that he was fine. Then anger surged and she scolded, “Do you care about sect contributions that much!?”

Facing Bai Qingqing's anger, Zhao Jiuge only calmly looked at her and remained silent. Although he knew she was only worried about him as a friend, he really needed those sect contributions. At the same time, he was eager to improve his strength.

Also, he didn’t know why Bai Qingqing’s words felt so harsh to him. Perhaps it was Zhao Jiuge’s own self-esteem at work. Since childhood, he had always been more sensible than his peers because of the helpless situation of his life. When other children were still playing and getting spoiled by their parents, he was already doing housework. He followed the old man into the mountains to hunt and collect...