The gap with the genius class was just too large.
Lu Chenzhou found his father's account and transferred 200,000 for daily expenses. Lu Guoping did not refuse; he knew his son was capable of earning a lot. The purchase of protective gear some time ago had indeed depleted much of the family's savings.
Lu Chenzhou then dialed Qin Zheng's number.
"Qin Zheng, give me a bank account number."
[What's up?]
"I borrowed 600,000 from you before, right? I'm paying you back now."
[Well, Chenzhou, you don't need to hurry, I know you're in need of money right now. You can pay me back later. My dad isn't worried either.]
"I won a bit of prize money in a competition recently; I have money now."
[Oh? You competed?]
"Didn't you follow the Jiangnan Elite Competition?"
[No, I haven't been keeping up with Martial Arts recently, busy preparing for the college entrance exams.]
Qin Zheng searched briefly, then exclaimed:
[My god, you actually defeated two Ninth Rank opponents?]
