Fang Yuan chuckled at the stark contrast between the two elders' expressions.
Well, it wasn't a big loss anyway. He earned faith points faster than most people breathed.
With fifty caves in total, each well costing a hundred points to restore, that was only five thousand faith points for the lot, each lasting at least a week before needing another refill.
And that was barely a dent compared to his current income.
Ever since the Lin and Gu incident, his daily earnings had swelled to a steady three thousand faith points a day.
At that rate, keeping all fifty caves flowing was more an act of convenience than a strain.
The only downside though… Fang Yuan sighed as he stepped out of the twelfth cave. I still have to refill them one by one.
The faint echo of dripping water faded behind him as he strode along the stone corridor. Still, it's a worthy trade. A little legwork for a steady tide of faith points? I'll take it.
