Ling Yue did not evade the question. She thought for a moment and said,
"Right now, it's about... just over 20,000. That's the base salary, which includes subsidies from the Martial Arts Academy. No matter which university, the base salary for Martial Artist Tutors is definitely higher than that of those in other liberal arts departments, like the School of Economics and Management. This is because the Xia Country has a subsidy fund for aspiring Martial Artists and Martial Artist Tutors. Besides these, with various bonuses and rewards for completing missions, I should be able to make about 400,000 a year. If I want to earn more, I could take on more missions or choose ones with a higher difficulty level, but the risk would be higher…"
"Four hundred thousand a year... That's quite elite, isn't it?"
Su Chen once again showed an envious expression. In his memory, his parents left early and returned late every day, working hard, and just barely made over ten thousand a month.
Su Chen's father is a renovation worker, and his mother runs a breakfast shop. Business used to be good, but now the economic climate is tough, and they can only make a few thousand a month, having to get up early every day.
"Sigh..."
Ling Yue sighed lightly, seemingly not too satisfied.
"Unfortunately, I haven't passed the true Martial Artist certification. Once I become a true Martial Artist, my subsidies could double. Then, even without any missions, my basic salary could be three thousand a month. Actually, my speed and nerve response are up to standard; it's just that my strength and endurance haven't reached the Martial Artist benchmark... This might be innate, my physique isn't that strong, so no matter how much I train, it's hard to improve."
"No way."
Seeing Ling Yue a bit downhearted, Su Chen quickly comforted her.
"I believe that Sister Ling Yue, your talent is definitely sufficient. You can definitely become a true Martial Artist..."
After saying this, he secretly thought to himself,
"Since Sister Ling Yue's speed and nerve response meet the Martial Artist criteria, all that's lacking is strength and endurance. If I were to inject some of my True Qi from the Nine Yang Divine Skill into her body, maybe it would help her surpass her strength limits, even change her physique."
"I hope so."
Ling Yue still seemed a bit sorrowful, as if her concerns were not just about the income of an aspiring Martial Artist Tutor but something else as well.
Just then, Ling Yue's phone suddenly rang.
She picked it up and immediately showed an annoyed expression.
"It's that disgusting man again..."
"Who is it?"
Su Chen couldn't help but ask quickly.
"It's a disgusting man named Fang Dahai. A month ago, when I was having coffee at a café, he started eyeing me. He approached me, and I rejected him, yet he still managed to get my contact information from others and even found out where I live. He's been harassing me since."
Su Chen said indignantly.
"Then why don't you beat him up? Sister Ling Yue, you're a Martial Arts Academy tutor..."
Ling Yue gritted her teeth and said,
"It's frustrating; Fang Dahai is also an aspiring Martial Artist, and he comes from the Fang Family, one of the four major Ancient Martial Clans. He's probably Fang Hao's cousin. However, he lacks Fang Hao's talent, so he hasn't become a Martial Artist yet, but he's still quite skilled. I can't beat him, and he can't really do anything to me; he just clings to me like a leech, asking me to be his girlfriend. He doesn't even look at his own wretched face, looking like a monkey with broken teeth... It's just shameless."
"A monkey with broken teeth, that sounds really ugly."
Su Chen couldn't help but praise,
"Sister Ling Yue, well done. No matter how wealthy a disgusting and useless man's family is, you shouldn't be with him."
"Of course, I'd rather die than be with such an ugly man."
Ling Yue said, then answered the call, whispering,
"Let me see what this idiot wants now."
The moment Ling Yue answered the phone, a quirky, effeminate voice came from the other side.
"Oh my dear Ling Yue, little Yueyue, I've missed you to death. I'm right downstairs at your place. If you don't come down to see me, I'll stand here until morning... Oh, and to show my sincerity, I've brought a horse for you. If you agree to date me, it's yours."
"What... you're downstairs, you idiot, get lost now."
Ling Yue angrily hung up the phone and went to the window.
Su Chen quickly followed and stood by the window. Sure enough, he saw a man dressed in a suit standing below, looking like a skinny monkey, with a rather obscene expression, and his two prominent front teeth were visible even from a distance.
However, next to him was a white car, which might be the "horse" he mentioned.
Su Chen said in a low voice,
"That looks like a BMW. This car shouldn't be cheap..."
"What a trashy car, it's disgusting. It's only worth some hundreds of thousands. If I wanted, couldn't I buy it myself? Do I need that idiot to gift it to me?"
Ling Yue looked down at the skinny monkey of a man and the car beside him with a gaze full of disgust.