Ye Wanwan sat down on the office chair in front of a table with pens and paper lying on it.
She watched as S-rank mercenaries kept walking past her, her frustration clear in her eyes. Is my stall not obvious enough?!
After these high-ranking mercenary students earned enough honor points, they could exchange their honor points for a lot of money in the academy, so Ye Wanwan thought it would be easy as long as the price she offered was higher than the academy's.
However… her stall remained vacant.
Li Xin already distributed the news, but a few D-rank mercenaries didn't have much influence, so most people probably didn't believe them.
As Ye Wanwan was in the middle of shaking her head and sighing, a young A-rank mercenary stopped in front of Ye Wanwan's table and examined it for a moment before asking with a frown, "What's this stall for?"
