Lu Luo pondered that if he could train more masters now who could roam beyond the wall, the Wasteland Alliance would have one more hope for the future. Money was a trivial matter; he was the owner of the Circle Studio, would he care about that 300,000? It really wasn't for the money; this was for the Wasteland's tomorrow!
Be a person!
Lu Luo looked up at the sky, feigned hesitation, and after a few seconds of silence, he responded, "Ahem, I can agree to lead the team. It's really not for the money, but my requirements are very high! You've seen my money-making ability—making 100,000 in minutes. I don't care about this amount at all. So, 300,000 for three days is just to let you understand the cost of knowledge. Allow me to introduce myself formally; my name is Lu Luo."
Luo Ya felt somewhat speechless. That ability of yours isn't to make money, it's to extort money, isn't it?
