Wang Aoyun

Dan Chen paused for a moment, then smiled. He realized that the hesitation in his tone had led the girl to think he was going to haggle over the price.

"You've misunderstood," Dan Chen smiled. "I was wondering if this intermediate-level martial art can be reserved for me until tomorrow?"

The girl's eyes focused on Dan Chen's attire and she asked, "You're a new academy disciple who just entered today?"

"Yes," Dan Chen smiled and nodded. It wasn't hard to discern, as many people around were wearing the unique attire of the Zhengyang Academy, and Dan Chen's group hadn't received their uniforms yet.

The girl's expression turned cold, and she said, "As far as I know, during the recent new disciple enrollment, only the second and third place each received ten bottles of Qi-Nourishing Pills as an academy reward. You say you can trade with me tomorrow, but where will you find fifteen bottles of Qi-Nourishing Pills?"