Seeing this, no one could keep calm, all eagerly raising their hands for fear of missing out on the silver.
"Don't rush, one at a time, everyone will get a share." Gao Chen chuckled lightly, like a benevolent philanthropist.
One by one, they stepped forward as if receiving a baptism. A flash of Blood Light entered the body of Young Master Gao, and each received 20 taels of silver.
For these poor youths, this was a fortune, equivalent to three to five years of their family's income and expenses.
"Monkey, I feel something's not right. You shouldn't go up," Yang Ming said, frowning and warning quietly.
"Are you crazy? This is 20 taels of silver here!" The skinny monkey almost jumped with excitement.
Everyone else received silver, and if he didn't, even if he lived to eighty, he would probably wake up from his midnight dreams and slap himself twice.
"Who else?" Gao Chen glanced around.
"I will."
Just as the skinny monkey was about to raise his hand, Yang Ming rushed forward.