You, Give Up Your Seat!
Editor: Henyee Translations
However, his teammates behind him all looked a bit haughty.
It was particularly so for that ordinary-looking female. After making a sweep of the passengers, she pointed at that short-statured mentor from Apex Academy and ordered, "You, give up your seat! I will pay you double the price, how about it?"
The short mentor hesitated for a second before putting on an act by shaking his head. "That won't do. I need to hurry back to cook for my students! They're about to starve to death!"
Qiao Mu really wanted to ask this mentor: Did you have a seat? How could you continue the conversation like that?
The ordinary-looking female took out a bulging money pouch from her pocket and tossed it casually at the short mentor. "There are five hundred spirit currency here. Give your seat to us."
"Alrighty!" The short mentor replied in an abnormally loud voice before offhandedly waving his paw at the elder. "Big Bro, I will be leaving first then!"