Seeing this, Lin Lele, Qiao Meng, and Yang Yue quickly followed.

At the city gate, the guards became alert as they saw the group approaching in a hurry, and they slightly raised their weapons.

"Halt! Who are you?" a leading guard shouted.

"Never mind who we are for now. We just saw one of your men fall from the city wall. He needs emergency treatment," Qiao Meng said urgently.

The guards exchanged glances, and one of them stepped forward to check the soldier on Chen Yu's shoulder, confirming Qiao Meng's words.

He then addressed the leading guard, saying, "Captain, this is one of our city guards."

The guard captain nodded slightly upon hearing this, then asked Chen Yu and the others again, "You are not from my imperial city, are you?"

Chen Yu was puzzled, not understanding what the other party meant by "the imperial city," but he remained outwardly calm: "We used to live in the mountains east of Xidu, but we couldn't survive there, so we came out to find a way to make a living. When we passed by here, we saw someone fall from the city wall, so we helped them."

Chen Yu answered calmly, trying his best to make his tone sound sincere and harmless.

The guard captain frowned upon hearing this: "Wu Laosan's men?"

He then shouted without any politeness, "Is this the main city of Xidu, a place for outsiders like you to come to? Get out of here!"

"How dare you speak like that?" Lin Lele was furious upon hearing this. She stepped forward and met the guard captain's gaze without fear. "We kindly saved your people, and instead of being grateful, you treat us with this kind of attitude? Is this how the ancient city of Xidu treats its saviors?"

"Savior?" The captain of the guard sneered. "He's just a piece of trash. The moment he fell off the city wall, he was no longer worthy of being one of us."

He then pointed to the wounded soldier that Chen Yu had placed on the ground and ordered the two guards, "Drag him away and bury him."