"There is a third option: go to your principal and have Hidden Dragon High Martial handle this in the school's name, using this meat as a reward for students with outstanding results."
"But the school must provide some compensation. Whether in wealth, status, or honor, there must be compensation. You absolutely cannot give it away for nothing. This is indispensable."
Zuo Xiaoduo listened quietly, offering no response for a long time.
At that moment, his heart was somewhat confused.
Yes, Zuo Xiaoduo had never been a great man, much less a selfless one.
One hundred thousand jin of spirit meat that could improve cultivation, obtained from an exceedingly rare King-level Star Beast at that, was genuine wealth of his own. No matter how it had come to him, it was now Zuo Xiaoduo's private property, beyond question or denial.
Giving it away would, of course, benefit many people. That was the absolute truth!
But why should I give it away?
If I were a marshal, with soldiers fighting for me, of course I could give it away. If I were a general, with brothers at my side winning merit and building careers, I could give it away for the sake of our comradeship. If I were an emperor, I would gladly give it away so the soldiers could defend their homeland and secure the realm.
But I'm not. I hold none of those positions.
I'm just a student at Hidden Dragon High Martial.
Then... if I give it away, it's only to hear someone say, "Good boy!"
I think that "good boy" costs far too much, yet is worth far too little!
Yes, that was precisely Zuo Xiaoduo's state of mind.
But reason also told him that if he kept it, there was no way he could consume so many