"Do you have to slay a Demon King, or perhaps find an ancient treasure for the sect, to be worthy of having such peerless beauties by your side?"
Su Ling'er: "..."
She felt like she was the only normal person, a complete misfit among this crowd.
'How should I know what kind of major contribution?! Eldest Brother gives gifts whenever he feels like it. As long as he's happy, there's no rhyme or reason to it! And can't you people have more normal tastes?!'
'Why is every single one of you so indiscriminate, just like Junior Brother Wang Xiedi? Are all your tastes this perverted? Could the sect's environment be subtly influencing them? This is terrifying!'
(Wang Xiedi: That's not true, Senior Sister! I'm not like that!!!)
Faced with everyone's persistent questions, she could only continue to prevaricate. "The magnitude of one's contribution is not for you to judge, but lies in the heart of the sect."
