If their first meeting with Sun Chan Hall had been a "rebirth" that cured his ailments and set him on the path of the Martial Dao...
...then this time, Sun Chan Hall had truly, genuinely saved his life.
In fact, it was only now, when he put himself in the other's shoes, that he could truly appreciate the weight of Sun Chan Hall's kindness back then.
To his impoverished self back then, ten thousand Imperial Coins had been an unimaginably vast sum.
But now, as a Fifth-level Martial Artist, ten thousand Imperial Coins were truly nothing to him.
He knew full well that for a being of Sun Chan Hall's level, ten thousand coins probably couldn't even buy a single screw from his power armor.
That so-called "guidance fee" was basically the same as charging nothing at all.
Perhaps it had just been a small test Sun Chan Hall had casually set up to filter for the "sincere of heart."
"It's nothing."
Sun Chan Hall waved his hand, signaling that there was no need for such formalities.
