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Xiao Wu placed Tang San on the bed and spoke anxiously.

Her movements were not particularly gentle. When she set Tang San down, she tugged at his wounds, making him grimace in pain.

"Three Gold Soul Coins," the healing-type Soul Master said flatly.

With injuries like his, it was obvious he had been beaten badly, not injured while hunting soul beasts.

Such injuries were bound to have come from provoking some powerful work-study student or self-funded student and getting beaten up.

He found this sort of person who did not know their place deeply irritating. They were simply wasting his time!

When Tang San heard that it would cost three Gold Soul Coins, his eyes widened at once.

Wasn't treatment here supposed to be free?

They actually charged money?!

"Teacher, I don't have that much money right now. Could you perhaps..."

"No!"

The healing-type Soul Master did not give him a chance to continue. He cut him off directly. "When you fought someone, why didn't you consider that something like this might happen? You brought this on yourself!"

Tang San clenched his fists and glanced at the healing-type Soul Master lying in his rocking chair without even opening his eyes.

He had already decided in his heart that the man deserved to die!

"Teacher, I have it. Please treat Xiao San."

Xiao Wu hurried forward, took out three Gold Soul Coins from the backpack she carried with her, and placed them on the counter.

The healing-type Soul Master had not expected her to actually produce three Gold Soul Coins, and he was somewhat surprised.

Once one became a One-Ring Soul Master, one could claim a subsidy from Spirit Hall, but it was only one coin a month. How long had it been since school started?

She could take out three