The Contractor freshman heard that trouble was coming his way, and immediately panic showed on his face as he fished out a Tier-3 Crystal Core from his pocket for him.
"I don't have a Tier-2 Crystal Core, only a Tier-3. You have to give me back nine Tier-2 ones."
The volunteer senior's face lit up, a harsh look flashing in his eyes as he pocketed the Tier-3 Crystal Core, saying,
"Then I'll just take a Tier-3 Crystal Core from you!"
After speaking, he turned around and left, completely ignoring what the Contractor freshman said.
The Contractor freshman rushed forward and grabbed him, his face anxious as he said, "That's my meal money! If you take it all, what am I supposed to do?"
The volunteer senior looked impatient, scolding, "Let go, I helped you carry your luggage, it's only natural you pay up!"
Saying that, he flung his hand, tossing the freshman aside, and turned, wanting to leave.