This chapter's epigraph is from the famous poem "Treasures of the Ancient Times" by Shmoo. It's a quote from Shmoo's poem about a treasure that's worth a lot of money if you auction it off. Shmoo says that the engravings on the white sword are worth at least 70,000-80,000 silver coins. The owner of the treasure is so generous that he gives away the entire thing for free. The guy next to Shmoo thinks that Shmoo is just spouting nonsense. The treasure is actually worth about 70,000-8,000 silver coins, Shmoo points out. The man next to him is the grandson of dingwu, and he's the champion of the academy's star year end exam this year. The two young men in front of Shmoo are his friends, and Shmoo doesn't want them to know that they're guests at the treasure tower, so he won't let them in. The situation is getting out of hand.