Different Feelings

"Why?" the elderly man asked subconsciously.

The young monk smiled. "This water is Holy Water from the Heavens. It's not for public consumption. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Holy Water from the Heavens? Jingxin, what's the meaning of this?" Guan Xiangfeng snapped to his senses and went over to ask.

At that moment, a few people came over. One of them whispered with a frown, clearly unhappy. "Holy Water from the Heavens? What kind of farce is this One Finger Monastery up to? Don't tell me that they are trying to promote superstition?"