"Have you heard? Fan Lang is actually going to teach public classes. The tuition for three days is over ten thousand credits, and he only accepts credit transactions. Money won't do."
"I heard. What an outrageous demand—his tuition is absurdly high."
"A student teaching instructors? That's ridiculous. I know Fan Lang is incredibly talented, but he shouldn't be lording it over the instructors, should he?"
"I think he's being too arrogant this time. He thinks he's omnipotent, to the point where he can teach instructors."
"I heard the Chief Manager vouched for him. The Chief Manager claimed he learned the Time Dao from Fan Lang and benefited greatly, even recommending that others study under him."
"Whether it's true or not, I'm not going. I can't afford that many credits. I'll just be a spectator and watch the show honestly."
Opinions varied throughout Aurora Academy, and more and more people joined the discussion, causing quite a stir.
As word spread from mouth to mouth, the story gradually strayed from the original truth. The rumors grew increasingly exaggerated, while some people deliberately added fuel to the fire.
The Chief Manager had his own interests in mind, so he worked particularly hard and quickly helped gather a group of customers.
These people were either instructors, managers from various departments, or high-ranking figures in other positions. Every one of them was wealthy enough to afford the credits.
Only a handful were students, naturally powerful students with some savings of their own who could also afford the credits.
The Chief Manager acted as an intermediary and brought these people to Fan Lang.
After meeting him, someone quickly got straight to the point and raised the question everyone cared about most.
A middle-aged female instructor said, "Fan Lang, I heard you can help others improve their