Inside the grand hall, several thousand taels of silver appeared simultaneously, reflecting a dazzling light that made it hard for some to keep their eyes open.

"Disciples, what is the meaning of this?"

Su Bai was stunned, momentarily at a loss for words. After a while, he regained his composure and asked in confusion.

"Master, when you recruited us, the sign clearly stated that the basic monthly silver is thirty taels. This is our monthly stipend," Zhuge Feng stepped forward and respectfully replied.