All new and old students perked up their ears upon hearing this.
Murong Ziyue appeared indifferent while Xin Lin and Little Xinzhuo tensed up simultaneously.
That lad Sikong Ran, what kind of scheme is he plotting now?
"The first method requires a payment of one thousand silver."
Long Qingchen swept his gaze across the crowd—which included both new and old students—and there must have been five to six hundred people present.
One thousand taels per person, that was an astonishing sum totaling in the hundreds of thousands.
Sikong Ran, this guy is truly ruthless.
Xin Lin cursed inwardly.
She would wake up early to laboriously make steamed buns every day, barely earning a few hundred taels, and this guy opened his mouth to demand hundreds of thousands.
Not to mention that Qingtian Academy had spent a hefty sum to invite him this time.
