"About that, the situation is quite serious, Jakey boy," divulged the old man.
He shakily stood up from the bed and faced the window side.
"Most of the warriors are leaving. They went to the Astral sect to vie for a seat in one of their escaping ships," he went on.
Jake cocked his head, "A seat? How much?"
He knew that the sect was ahead of the rest of the continent in terms of development. Their possession of multiple ships wasn't unwarranted.
"A single common seat cost ten thousand(10,000) gold coins or ten energy crystals," explained the old man.
"Ten thousand coins?! That's a bit too large, isn't it?" mused Kaleyx.
She could be said to already be well-versed in the economy of the continent. This made her understand that amount was simply too large.
It could only be afforded by rich men.
"So that is why the people here have hopeless eyes," mused Kaleyx.
