Chao Zi Zai looked around and wondered, "Isn't my voice loud enough? Why is there no reaction from any of you?"
What?
Has everyone been struck by a deafness spell?
"I said, the money, when will you give it to me?" he could only say again.
He Xiaofu had always been very fond of various kinds of poetry and was extremely sensitive to language. She sensitively noticed that Chao Zi Zai's wording placed 'money' at the forefront.
She would also like to give Chao Zi Zai the money right now, but she simply couldn't.
"Brother Chao," He Xiaofu said with a troubled expression, "the Sect will distribute rewards uniformly to the disciples selected after the assessment, and since the assessment isn't over yet, we can't give you the money directly."
"No money now," Chao Zi Zai said, disappointed, thinking he would have been paid first.
