"This is to compensate you, take it." Mu Chengyang took out a silver note and tossed it to Han Yan without even looking at it.
"Wow, a million, quite generous, thanks." Han Yan took the silver note, exclaiming in delight.
In the distance, the Mu Family's disciples all wore expressions of surprise. Though the Zong Family was wealthy and influential, they also had a large number of members, so the regular allowances weren't vast. Even though Mu Chengyang often successfully completed the family tasks with Mu Chengxuan's help, and his share was much higher than other peers, a million was not a small sum for him either.
Compensating a wall with a million, has he lost his mind?
Mu Chengyang paused, instinctively touching his chest, his face twitching violently. Those guesses were right, he really had lost his mind.
