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Chapter 369

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He Qiu Sheng's face turned pale and his mouth turned purple. He had been slapped in the face so easily, he had lost all his face.

The Old Courtyard Master's eyes were looking at Jun Xie once again, and they were now looking at him warmly, looking at him like he was looking at a piece of gold.

"Your name is Jun Xie right? You will stay in the East Wing and if you have anything you are not satisfied with, just tell me. " The old headmaster said eagerly. He had never seen such a generous youth and he wished he could keep him in the Phoenix Academy for the rest of his life.

Jun Xie did not reply.

The old headmaster cleared his throat and said to He Qiu Sheng: "Let bygones be bygones. Don't bring it up again. Jun Xie has just arrived at the Phoenix Academy and you should make sure your disciple does not cause trouble for him. If I find out that your disciple has bullied him, I will not hold back. "

When it came to money, the old headmaster knew which was more important!

He Qiu Sheng's mouth twitched and he opened his mouth, unable to say a word.

[The kid is still standing there!] [His disciple is still lying in bed!]

[Who is the bully!?]

He Qiu Sheng knew that in the old headmaster's eyes, whoever had more money was the boss! The South Wing had been able to thrive in the Phoenix Academy because their disciples had a lot of money. But now, the beggar's den had suddenly recruited a real nouveau riche and He Qiu Sheng would not be able to use money to strut around anymore!

The South Wing's students added up to less than a hundred thousand in a few years, how were they going to compare?

After reprimanding He Qiu Sheng, the old Headmaster turned to Jun Xie with a warm and gentle smile and said: "If you are not satisfied with Yan Bu Gui, you can just tell me. You can follow any teacher from the other faculties."

Jun Xie replied coldly: "The East Wing is fine."

"Yes, yes, yes. To be able to find a disciple like you, Yan Bu Gui must have been blessed in his past life." The old headmaster smiled brightly.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave." Jun Xie was not the least bit interested in the old headmaster's fawning face.

"It's fine, it's fine. You can go back. Bugui, hurry up and send your disciple back. The wind is strong, don't let him catch a cold. Look at how skinny this kid is. I'll get the kitchen to give you more food tomorrow." The old dean was generous for once.

Yan Bu Gui's face was tense as he led Jun Xie away. Even after they walked out of the Headmaster's study, his expression was still in a daze.

"Kid, where did you get so much money?" Yan Bu Gui stared at Jun Xie. That one banknote had been flung out. Not only had He Qiu Sheng and the Headmaster been blinded, even Yan Bu Gui himself had found the world to be a fantasy.

This little guy usually dressed very simply and looked like a child from an ordinary family. But this time, he took out a hundred thousand taels …

Yan Bu Gui had been in the Lower Realm for so many years and he had never touched more than a hundred taels of silver.

"Many?" Jun Wu Xie looked at the shocked expression on Yan Bu Gui's face, her eyes filled with doubt.

After her rebirth, she had never bought anything. Whatever she needed, Jun Xian would prepare it for her. She had never touched money and the banknotes she carried with her were given to her by Jun Xian before she left home. To her, they were no different from waste paper.

"Do you want more? I still have more. " Jun Wu Xie saw that Yan Bu Gui seemed to care a lot about the banknotes. She reached into her sleeves and pulled out … another stack of banknotes.

Each one was worth no less than fifty thousand taels!

Besides Jun Xian, Mo Qian Yuan had also stuffed a lot of money into Jun Wu Xie's pockets before she left.

A Prince, an Emperor ….. all the banknotes they gave out had the word 'swastika' on them!

…..

Jun Xie tossed the banknotes as if they were toilet paper. I stared at my bowl of Ma La Tang in silence and said to the waiter: "Give me an extra fifty cents worth of potatoes!" With money, you can do whatever you want!

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