"Starting off living in a villa, but I wonder how long this will last?"
Yue Mingming looked up at the villa clusters that formed steps up the mountain.
Where he stood was the dormitory area for second-year students, but he could still clearly see the villa area for the freshmen.
Because, right above him, it was like steps, hard to miss even if he tried.
Generally, unless necessary, he wouldn't look up in the dormitory area.
As a senior, if he couldn't make it onto the Wind and Cloud Chart, even freshmen could be above him.
That would be blatant humiliation.
"If I live in a villa myself, there'll be four rooms empty. I wonder if I can rent out the other rooms?"
Yue Mingming retracted his gaze, suddenly coming up with an idea.
Four rooms, at least four million per room, that's sixteen million.
That's money being easily earned.
Lin Feng isn't short of money, probably wouldn't mind, but it's kind of disgraceful.
