Xuzhou's sympathy is overflowing; wait, it should be filial piety that's overflowing. He offered to give his share to Ji You. Could anyone refuse such money served on a platter? Of course not. Ji You cheerfully accepted it, then with a grand gesture, she calculated how many credit points each person should get, and said to everyone, "By the way, after I sell this item, I will settle the accounts with all of you. Since I'm keeping and selling on your behalf, I'm going to charge an administration fee of 5 credit points per person. You all don't mind that, do you?"
The other nine people: "..."
Ji You said, "Listen to me, it's decided."
The others could still hold back, but Yue Qiguang's rolling eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "Number 4444, you idiot, it's enough! Even caring about 5 credit points? You really are a poor dead!"