Wilbur frowned upon hearing those words. A hundred gold coins was definitely a lot, but how was Felix so sure that the man had earned them through less-than-savory methods? "How do you know he earned the coins through doing bad deeds? He's a member of the Albert family, after all. Couldn't that be the money they paid him, or bonuses he got for completing tasks for them?"
"No."
Felix shook his head. "I know Buck Town too well, Master. Any regular cultivator here, even if they were a slave of the Eight Great Families, can only make two gold coins each year at most. After deducting all the necessary expenses, which would amount to no more than two hundred silver coins. One gold coin is worth a thousand silver coins, and a regular cultivator would have to work for five years to make one gold coin. A hundred gold coins would require five hundred years of work, and that's without stopping or resting. It's just simply impossible."
Wilbur snorted. "Really, now? Well, how did you make five hundred gold coins in just a few months then, Senior Horne?"
"Oh… well, I'm a different story! I've been in Buck Town for thousands of years and made a good deal of connections. I did very well for myself here and managed to connect with the higher-ups that regular cultivators would never even see. As long as you don't get recognition, you're stuck being a regular cultivator."
Wilbur said, "Well, I guess that makes us regular cultivators for now, too."
Felix summoned a ball of light in his hands that he struck the man's corpse with, reducing it to dust. "That reminds me, Master. This guy's incredibly powerful. He's sure to have received special attention from the people managing the Albert family. Now that he's dead, it won't be long before the Alberts find out what happened. It's best we get out of here as soon as possible and make our way to the Azure Dragon Lake."
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