The Northern Army's quota was going for 100 million star coins each.
"No," Tobey Lapras shook his head firmly. "The price has gone up."
"The price has gone up?" The old man's heart sank.
Tobey looked him in the eye and stated, "200 million star coins. Pay in full, and I guarantee you a spot in the Northern Army."
"This..." The old man hesitated, suspicious of Tobey's demands.
They hadn't even discussed any specifics, and now he was being asked to pay upfront.
What if he paid and Tobey disappeared?
Seeing the doubt in the old man's eyes, Tobey sneered, "Are you worried I'll run off with your money?"
The old man felt embarrassed but remained uncertain.
Tobey turned away, dismissing him. "Go back. You clearly don't know who I am or my connections. How dare you approach me like this!"