Something happened that took everyone by surprise. The leader of the Flame God Cult, a certain troublesome little girl who was especially petty, made no comment at all about her disciples secretly picking fruit to sell for money. She simply let them do as they pleased?
Even when Uncle Ding and Auntie Li, who were in charge of maintaining the orchard, noticed something was wrong and hurriedly reported the serious mass incident, she merely brushed it off with the excuse that "the artificially ripened fruit doesn't taste very good." After that, she never brought it up again, and didn't so much as mention punishing anyone.
And so...
Thinking they had been given tacit permission, the disciples of the Flame God Cult grew even more brazen and unrestrained under Annie's indulgence!
Before, they had only secretly picked a few small or blemished fruits. Now, however, those fellows swept through the orchard like a gale, stripping every tree bare in just three days.
Uncle Ding, who handled the orchard work, was so furious that he spent days cursing certain little brats in the back hills. In the end, though, he could do nothing about it.
"Anyway, Master doesn't eat those fruits. And there are only so many of us—we could never eat them all. Anyway, the ones we can't finish would just fall to the ground and rot. So we might as well turn them into sect contribution points before they fall!"
That was the official explanation given by the many Flame God Cult disciples who had secretly picked fruit to sell, represented by the simple-minded Wang Xiaohu.
In just those mad three days, Wang Xiaohu, Ding Xianglan, Ding Xiulan, A Nu, Su Mei, and Lin Yueru had each made a fortune. The most they earned was nearly 300,000 sect contribution points,