In a blink of an eye, a month had passed and Zixin spent most of this time in closed doors. The only time he left his house was when he went to buy something at the Guild Market. Robert and his team had come to visit him many times but he'd only welcomed them once and during that time, he kept asking more questions.
"I'm now completely out of GP, hopefully, this plan works otherwise, I might have to look for a job in order to survive." said Zixin to himself as he uploaded something on the Guild Private Market."
…
"Damn it! It's a fucking Tier 1 Spell yet it's so difficult to master. I haven't even reached Initial Mastery of this spell. At this point, I'm doubting if it's even a Tier 1 Spell!" A young man was throwing a tantrum inside his room, breaking flower vases and everything close to him. The room was luxuriant, a place that only the absurdly opulent could live in.
