The Two Disciples Inform Their Master!

The person could see through Dong Mi's instant embarrassment.

It was normal though, after all, the money required was a huge number.

It would not be an easy matter for a fourth or fifth-rank faction to have so many spirit stones.

"Hey, young man, judging by your clothes, you should've known this beforehand. Why did your Master send you here? I wonder what he is thinking," The man said as he shook his head, his eye filled with ridicule towards Dong Mi and his Master.

"Don't be so sure of your words," Dong Mi said coldly.

It wasn't like he didn't have the money.

With a flick of his sleeve, a large pile of spirit stones appeared on the table.

"Give me the ticket. Also, my Master isn't someone you can point your finger at."

The person at the counter was stunned.

He looked at the pile of spirit stones on the table, then he looked at Dong Mi.

Why did this rich kid choose to join an unrated sect as a disciple?