None of them understood what Saint Lord Taichu was getting at. After all, he had never asked them for a single coin before, yet he had suddenly started demanding money from them.
Didn't that feel a little abrupt? But Saint Lord Taichu was doing it for their own good.
After all, free things were often the least cherished.
Saint Lord Taichu had taught them so much for free, teaching them all sorts of miscellaneous things.
Yet in the end, they did not show even the slightest bit of gratitude.
Were they just going to shove him to the ground and grind him underfoot once they were done with him?
That was why he felt helpless and disgusted deep down.
Saint Lord Taichu intended to take back every bit of money he had lost.
And he would not yield a single coin more.
At that moment, an endless tide of revulsion churned within Saint Lord Taichu.
After hearing his words, these people wondered why their master had suddenly become so profit-driven.
By all rights, things should have been satisfactory, but in the end...
Their master had actually begun fighting them over money.
To put it bluntly, they found it rather abrupt.
"Master, let us ask you something honestly. What exactly do you think of us?"
"Do you see us as money-making machines, or in your eyes, are we..."
"Are we like family? Other masters generally do not charge their disciples, yet you keep demanding money from us."
"And you even sneak around behind our backs, saying all sorts of unpleasant things. You are truly breaking the hearts of us disciples."
Not long after Saint Lord Taichu said those things, they began spouting all sorts of nonsense right in front of him.
Saint Lord Taichu only found them unbearably noisy.
They were