Lu Zijia: "…" The Dean was really traumatized! He didn't even want the pills!
"Dean, are you really not going to take the three Mystic Golden Core Pills?" Lu Zijia asked Du He again with uncertainty.
Even though the dean was really poor, perhaps his old friend was really rich!
So, she should work hard to promote it!
Du He shook his head with extreme difficulty. "You should keep it for yourselves!"
"Alright…"
Lu Zijia looked regretful. "If the Dean doesn't want it, I can only put it up for auction."
Du He, who was about to get up and leave, suddenly looked at Lu Zijia. "W-What did you say? You want to put the Mystic Golden Core Pill up for auction?!"
Lu Zijia, who didn't understand why he was so excited, tilted her head in confusion. "Yeah, I thought that if you could afford the three Mystic Golden Core Pills, I wouldn't have to go out."
Du He: "!!!" This girl was crazy!
