After entering the harbor, the newcomers visiting Seti Island for the first time were each handed a booklet by the reception staff. It was packed with things to watch out for. Most of it covered public order regulations and penalties on Seti Island and the islands beyond. By the time they finished reading, they could almost hear gold coins rattling in their heads.
The already cash-strapped group grew uneasy even walking around, afraid one careless mistake would earn them a fine and make their tight finances worse.
"It's not that bad..." Ye Chuqi smiled and shook her head, then looked at Jun Ruofeng, who seemed perfectly unbothered. "Uncle Jun, how do you manage to help everyone earn money, only for them to end up with less and less?"
Red Beard picked up the thread. "Probably because all that money ends up in Jun Ruofeng's wallet."
Only one person in the Red Wind Mercenary Group kept getting richer: Jun Ruofeng. It sounded a little wrong put that way, but it was true. Jun Ruofeng had always given everyone opportunities to earn money, and each of them could make quite a bit by playing to their strengths.
But Jun Ruofeng had taught them not only how to earn money, but how to spend it. Once they had money in hand, they wanted more and better things. No amount could withstand that kind of spending. Their wages could vanish as soon as they arrived, and most of the money went straight back to Jun Ruofeng.
Jun Ruofeng's talent for alchemy was beyond what ordinary people could match. His prices for the group were lower than elsewhere, and he could supply rare materials himself, sparing them the trouble of finding them. He took good care of them.
But even fair prices added up when