Thank you, but I don't want to be pulled into the arms of the person next to me.
"You're adding more seats! Just for a crappy seat?!"
"You're talking about me? Then stop adding anything!"
The two argued heatedly, their faces flushed, while many people around them fanned the flames, asking the other person if they couldn't afford to raise the price any further.
Song Tingwan frowned, turned around to thank Wan Qiji, and then quickly walked to Qin Xi's side.
"Qin Xi, calm down."
Qin Xi paused in her hand as she tossed the spirit stone. The man glanced over at the sound, and the argument abruptly stopped.
"Ahem, beautiful lady... if you fancy this seat, how about I buy it for you?"
The man's attitude changed abruptly, but he stared at her face without any intention of offending her.
That gaze... seems familiar.
Song Tingwan glanced at Qin Xi and, sure enough, saw her puffing up in anger, standing in front of her with a protective look on her face, as if she were guarding her own little chick.
"Wan'er, you have me. Get out of my way."
The man glared at her, "You hot-tempered female cultivator are so domineering. The beauty hasn't even said a word yet."
After saying this, he flicked his robe, and the jewels on his body jingled in a string.
"Greetings, beautiful lady. I am Baili Xijiang, and I am... oh no, I am a person."
"Pfft, are you stupid? Who introduces themselves like that?" Qin Xi burst into laughter, and the people around him laughed too.
Song Tingwan tugged at Qin Xi, smiled and nodded to Baili Xijiang, "Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Baili, but there's no need."
After saying that, she pulled Qin Xi to the people watching the commotion next door and took out a bag of spirit stones.
"One hundred low-grade spirit stones, are you selling seats?"
The thin disciple stared at the spirit stone in her hand, then hesitated before glancing at Baili Xijiang, who had already sat down.
"He bought that seat for 10,000 spirit stones... Could you... add a little more?"
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow, and without hesitation, led Qin Xi to another person, asking again, "One hundred low-grade spirit stones..."
Sell, sell, sell!
The disciples who had been watching the spectacle happily collected their belongings, took their spirit stones, and walked briskly to the back.
Song Tingwan pressed Qin Xi down to sit, and then found a seat behind her and bought it.
The disciple who had previously wanted to raise the price was now filled with regret, wishing he hadn't been so greedy.
Impoverished disciples have their own ways of making money, and grabbing a spot is one of them, but it's almost an open secret that front-row spots cost one hundred low-grade spirit stones.
But it also depends on luck. If you don't encounter a wealthy disciple who can buy a seat, then you should just sit in the front row and listen attentively to the lecture.
However, such disciples are rare. Most disciples cherish the opportunity to learn and would not sell their seats even if they managed to get a front-row seat.
"Wan'er is so good to me." Qin Xi turned around and smiled at her from his seat.
"If you hadn't stopped me in time, I would have been the one who got ripped off." Qin Xi pouted, not forgetting to glare at Baili Xijiang over there.
Baili Xijiang was quite interesting. Just a moment ago, he was arguing fiercely with Qin Xi, but now, seeing the other woman glaring at him, he withdrew his gaze from Song Tingwan and even smiled at Qin Xi.
Qin Xi turned her eyes away in disgust, "Shameless nouveau riche."
Song Tingwan covered her mouth and laughed, "Alright, I'll treat you to lunch later to calm you down."
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