Outside the disciples' courtyard, a young man was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to the steward before him.

"Please, sir! Let me in, I just want to take a look!"

"I'll do anything you ask! I can farm! I can carry manure! I can wash their smelly socks!"

"Please, brother, have mercy! Please, brother, have some compassion!"

The young man's repeated pleas for mercy were incredibly sincere, plaintive, and heartbreaking, enough to make one's heart tremble.

The Sword Pavilion disciples who were traveling back along the mountain path couldn't help but look over, including Su Lin, who was immediately surprised when he saw the young man.

"It's him? Wang Dalu!"

Su Lin stood there, silently watching this old acquaintance.

He's still the same old guy, kowtowing to everyone he meets, but this time the person he's begging is a local NPC, an old outer sect elder in the Sword Pavilion, who isn't too bothered by his act.

The old deacon waved his hand impatiently: "Don't bother me! I said no, and that's final. What do you think Sword Pavilion is? You think you can just come and go as you please?"

Please, please!

Wang Dalu was still kowtowing when he reached out to grab the old deacon's shoes: "Brother, please have mercy! I'll be your godson, and I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die!"

"Father! My dear father, I'll just stay in there for one night, just one night is enough!"

"roll!"

The old deacon was furious and kicked Wang Dalu away. Wang Dalu rolled over in pain, but he didn't care and clung to him like a leech, begging for mercy.

This persistent and difficult attitude left the old deacon feeling both angry and amused.

Just as the old deacon was about to strike again, a soft shout came from the mountain path: "Stop!"

Su Lin's young senior sister, a woman of great righteousness, couldn't stand such bullying of the weak. She stepped forward and glared angrily at the old deacon: "Mr. Li! Is this how you treat the sect's disciples when you work in the outer sect?!"

"Miss Xu."

When Deacon Li saw that everyone on the mountain path was an inner disciple and a sect steward, he was greatly alarmed. He quickly straightened his clothes and stepped forward, cupping his hands in greeting before explaining in a low voice, "Miss Xu, you may not know this, but this person is not a disciple of my Sword Pavilion. He is a refugee from the city."

"So what if they're refugees? Refugees shouldn't be treated like this!"

Miss Xu frowned, a pitiful look in her eyes as she looked at Wang Dalu.

Unfortunately, Wang Dalu was quite sensible at this moment. He knelt on the ground with his head down, sobbing and crying. Combined with his dirty and tattered clothes and the bruises on his body, he really had the air of a pitiful person.

“Look at him, so destitute. He probably only came to my mountain gate to beg for food or a place to stay.”

Miss Xu pointed at Wang Dalu, her words filled with righteous indignation: "Our Tianyong Sword Pavilion is a righteous sect! Can't we even tolerate a refugee? Our sect leader always says that we should have the world in our hearts and treat people with kindness! Is this how you treat people? Aren't you afraid of disgracing my sect's reputation!"

"This...this!"

Deacon Li was speechless, unsure how to explain, and stammered, "He...he doesn't just want a bite to eat, he wants to sneak into the inner sect."

“He came to the mountain gate the day before yesterday, crying and begging in the same way. I felt sorry for him, so I let him do some chores in the outer courtyard and gave him food and clothes... As a result, that very night, the kid sneaked into the inner gate.”

“I initially thought he was a spy from the demons, but he really doesn’t know martial arts. I suppose he’s just an ordinary person who came to steal martial arts skills. I took pity on him and spared him this time.”

"But he never learned his lesson and ran into the inner sect female disciples' room again last night! If I hadn't discovered it quickly, he would have been killed as a lecherous thief long ago, and he wouldn't be here crying and wailing now."

Deacon Li also had his reasons. It wasn't that he didn't want to give him a chance, but this kid was as stubborn as a mule and insisted on trying to get into the inner gate.

Can you just crawl around like that?

The Sword Pavilion Sect is a major sect with strict rules. Even outer sect deacons cannot go to the inner sect at will. How could a vagrant like him do so?

Senior Sister Xu was also full of surprise when she heard this.

She simply couldn't believe that Wang Dalu, such a fair-skinned and handsome down-on-his-luck young man with clear eyes and an innocent face, could actually do such a vile thing as a womanizer.

Just as Deacon Li was explaining to everyone, Wang Dalu suddenly looked up in surprise and waved to the crowd.

"Big brother? Big brother! Hey, it really is big brother!"

"Big brother, it's me! Big brother, look at me, it's me, Wang Dalu!"

Wang Dalu's voice was full of surprise, and his eyes shone with hope, as if he had seen a savior.

The crowd was stunned and followed his gaze to Su Lin.

Su Lin's lips twitched, and he involuntarily clenched his fist.

Damn it, I should have walked faster up the mountain! How did this guy manage to point it out?

"Junior brother?"

Senior Sister Xu was somewhat surprised and asked hesitantly, "You...you know him?"

"We're not that close. I just happened to save him when I was out and about before."

Su Lin shook his head and calmly explained.

From the age of fifteen or sixteen, disciples of the Sword Pavilion would go down the mountain to train every now and then, either to uphold justice or to do good for the people. It was through generations of accumulation that the Sword Pavilion of Tianyong has now earned its reputation as the number one righteous sect.

Su Lin's answer was appropriate, and no one doubted it.

After all, everyone goes down the mountain many times, and some disciples don't even remember who they have helped.

"It seems that he might have come to the inner sect to look for you."

Senior Sister Xu nodded in sudden understanding and said with a smile, "There are quite a few such things. We often go down the mountain to do good deeds. Although we don't care about it ourselves, the people who have done us a favor will remember it deeply and will often come to the mountain gate to find the person to repay the favor."

"Maybe..."

Su Lin nodded silently, but felt helpless: repaying a debt of gratitude? This guy must have seen something good!

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