"You're really putting on an act, huh? With such huge transaction volumes at your institute, as the headmaster, didn't you rake in a hefty sum?"
Qin Jun huffed in irritation, but deep down he felt quite relieved. There weren't many who could pull out five hundred million third-grade spiritual stones at once. Even as the ruler of the Southern Domain, Qin Jun's wealth wasn't much greater than that of Iron Qingtian.
Iron Qingtian offered a wry smile, "I'm not just the headmaster of the institute and the lord of Bianhai City, I also have my own sect, which requires a vast amount of spiritual stones. Being able to save up five hundred million third-grade spiritual stones is already quite impressive."
"Oh? You have a sect too?" Qin Jun clicked his tongue in wonder, not having expected that the youngster from back in the day had grown into such a formidable figure.
