Tang San could indeed spare five hundred golden soul coins, but he and Xiaowu were soon to apply for Shrek Academy, and should they be admitted, there would be various expenses requiring money. He still didn't know how much the tuition was at Shrek. He couldn't let his own reasons affect their application to the academy. After all, this time they were no longer work-study students who would receive a tuition discount.
Reluctantly glancing at the dirty crystal one last time, Tang San sighed silently in his heart, resigned that he would have to find another opportunity in the future. Then, he turned to leave.
"If you're leaving because you don't have enough money, I can take two hundred gold coins first, and you can pay the rest slowly. Ten a month is fine. But I'll charge ten percent interest."
Xiaowu realized that she really detested the voice of that big-tongued man, "Swindler, why don't you just die. You're really trying to extort money from under the coffin lid."
