Chapter 811

A major event took place three days after Shannon returned to campus. The dean of Seastone School of Mystic Arts, Albern Darlington, whom the newcomers had yet to see since the start of the term, finally made his appearance. He was dressed in purple robes as he stood quietly in front of the Stone Turtle sculpture. His presence exuded a calmness shaped over years of experience. As he spoke, an air of solemn silence spread through the crowd below. But that didn't include Mike. Standing behind Shannon, his lips barely moved, but she could still hear him whisper. "100 dollars for Mr. Darlington's tea?" Shannon kept her gaze forward and maintained a stoic face. Then, she casually held out five fingers behind her back. 50 dollars, and not a single penny more than that. Mike murmured, "50 dollars is too little. Add a little more." Her five fingers became three, signaling 30 dollars. She'd lower the price with more bargaining. Mike grumbled softly about her stinginess despite her weal