Liang Qiyuan was a little better, because he knew Han Muye's identity, so he could still understand.

This Master Han is really qualified to redeem Zhuyang Academy.

Feng Jiutian and Chu Yuyang's heads were already in a state of confusion.

"Change?"

Han Muye stretched out his hand to clasp the golden bead and shook his head: "What do I lack?"

"Source Coin?"

"treasure?"

"If you don't want this thing, I can dismantle it and study it slowly."

Dismantling research…

Is this kind of treasure so casual?

Zhao Qiyang opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer it.

Master Han, are you short of source coins?

Master Han, who spends hundreds of billions of Source Coins a year as a reward for innovation, should be the person who has the most Source Coins in the entire galaxy, right?

Master Han, are you short of treasure?

How could Master Han, who also has countless wealth, be short of treasures?

For Master Han, perhaps it would be more interesting to dismantle the Life Soul Formation Foundation for research, right?

To be honest, Zhao Qiyang, who is also a god-level weapon refiner, is also interested in dismantling this thing.

"Ahem, Zhuyang Academy will definitely fail," Zhao Qiyang coughed slightly, shook his head and said, "Zhuyang City really needs this thing."

"If it were in someone else's hands, I would just grab it."

Looking at the ball, Zhao Qiyang felt helpless: "If I snatch it from you, I will be laughed at."

Stealing other people's things means that Zhao Qiyang is powerful and Zhuyang City is tyrannical.

What does it mean to rob Master Han’s things?

This means that Zhao Qiyang cannot afford it.

Stealing 100,000 from a person who has a net worth of 100,000 can make the person bankrupt.

If you try to snatch 100,000 from a man with a net worth of one billion, it seems to be a bit cheap.

It’s not that others don’t give you treasures, it’s that you can’t afford them yourself.

"Let's do it this way, I'll take half of it for teaching, but I won't take it for collection." Han Muye's voice sounded again.

"Plus fifty prehistoric level war puppets."

Fifty prehistoric level war puppets!

This number made Feng Jiutian tremble all over.

"Fifty, that's too many..." Zhao Qiyang shook his head.

"Then break it in half." Han Muye lowered his head slightly, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "However, I want you, Dean Zhao, to go to Hanyue City to be the dean of Hanyue College."

…

Feng Jiutian didn't know how she got out of Han Muye's courtyard.

When Chu Yuyang walked out, he also looked confused.

Zhu Ling and her sister looked a little nervous, not knowing what happened.

When walking out of the small courtyard, Liang Qiyuan couldn't help it any longer and lowered his voice: "Dean, do you really want to go to Hanyue City?"

Are you willing to just throw away Zhuyang Academy if it is so large?

Hearing his words, Zhao Qiyang smiled softly, and the ball in his palm vibrated slightly.

"Didn't I change the Life Soul Core Formation?"

"Besides." He looked into the distance and said softly: "No matter how dilapidated Hanyue City is, it is still a big city in the void, isn't it?"

His words stunned Liang Qiyuan.

No matter how powerful Zhuyang City is, it is just a big city in the wasteland.

No matter how weak Hanyue City is, it is still a big city in the void.
Chapter completed!