Chapter 5595

Jared drew an item pouch from his belt and tossed it across the courtyard “Sixty thousand-for the two of us.”

The disciple’s brows lifted. Someone who could hand over sixty thousand without blinking had to come from wealth-or power.

“Generous,” he chuckled. “Still, beginners start as janitors.” Each sentence dripped condescension.

“If you’d rather join the Sword Guards,” he added, “I could-arrange introductions.” His tone made the arrangement sound infinitely expensive.

Noah waved both hands. “Joining the sect itself is honor enough.”

He knew Jared had shouldered his thirty thousand. Sword Guard entry meant one hundred thousand just to register- an impossible dream that could crush the chance they already held.

“Suit yourselves,” the disciple said, turning away. “After you’re disciples, further tests may open that door.”