The corner of Lin An's eye twitched.
Do you fucking know how to talk?
Are you saying that because you're afraid I'm too popular in class?
The other students, however, hardly seemed to mind.
Long Hengxu's words were unpleasant, and he was clearly targeting them, calling them paupers at every turn.
But if a few insults could buy them a trip to the Spirit Ascension Platform's Spirit Realm worth nearly a hundred million...
Then go ahead and insult them.
A few more insults would be fine, too.
If necessary, they could even cooperate by dropping to their knees.
How much was dignity worth, anyway?
Wei Xiaofeng, however, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
He had been through too much. He was no longer the naive fool who believed whatever anyone told him.
Especially when Lin An and Universe were involved, his vigilance went straight to maximum.
Free, highly valuable, and provided by the Spirit Pagoda.
Put those phrases together, and his first reaction wasn't delight, but danger.
"Wait."
Wei Xiaofeng suddenly spoke up.
"This isn't a loan, is it?"
He turned and stared warily at Lin An.
Lin An: "?"
What are you looking at me for?
Wei Xiaofeng really had figured things out.
Recently, their whole group had more or less hitched a ride on Lin An's wagon.
They had eaten good food, used expensive things, and freeloaded who knew how many cultivation resources.
Things they had never even dared dream of using before had somehow become available simply because they were close to Lin An.
But where in the world was there a lunch that stayed free forever?
Especially a capitalist's lunch.
Who knew whether, after they had eaten enough, he might suddenly whip out an eight-hundred-page contract and make them spend their entire lives paying back principal and interest?