Done

After planning all this, Yi Feng smiled slightly.

Finally, he felt a little more confident.

And he started taking action. The first step was that he bought a piece of land.

This land was two li long and wide, with a small hill in the back and a not too big or small forest behind the hill.

Although buying the land went smoothly, just this piece of land cost Yi Feng most of his family property.

It made his heart ache.

Since he was going to start a sect, there was no need for the martial arts hall anymore. So Yi Feng took down the signboard of the martial arts hall. From now on, this would be his own residence!

The next step was to invest a large amount of manpower to construct the two li radius of land.

At this time, three figures appeared at the door.

They were Ye Bei, Han Tianque, and Guan Yunpeng.

At this moment, the three of them were trembling as they stood at the door of the martial arts hall.

"Did you see that? This signboard itself contains powerful martial energy. I just don't know why he took it down," Guan Yunpeng said as he stared up.

"Yes!"

Han Tianque nodded deeply, feeling it too.

But the more so, the more panicked he felt. A signboard contained such powerful martial energy. The master's strength was simply beyond their imagination.

"Also, remember we absolutely can't reveal our cultivation bases. That would break his asceticism," Guan Yunpeng reminded them.

"Understood," Han Tianque and Ye Bei nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"Master Han Tianque, Ye Bei, Guan Yunpeng, seek an audience with you, sir. We've come specifically to apologize," the three of them bowed and said in unison outside the martial arts hall door.

"Apologize?"

Hearing the sound, Yi Feng walked out from inside the martial arts hall. Originally still a bit puzzled, but seeing the three people, he instantly understood.

Weren't these two old men the ones who damaged his roof tiles during their fight?

And he also recognized this young man.

He had come to challenge the hall before, but was beaten down by Yi Feng.

So much time had passed that Yi Feng no longer held it against them. He didn't expect that they would really come to apologize.

This was truly beyond Yi Feng's expectations.

He had to say, the moral quality of these otherworldly people was truly good!

"Sir, apologies for damaging your roof tiles last time. But even after exhausting our family fortunes, we could only gather these few things," Guan Yunpeng and Han Tianque said.

On the other side, Ye Bei also said, "Sir, last time I ignorantly challenged your hall, causing you inconvenience. So I've specially come to apologize to you. Although after exhausting my family fortune, I could only gather this much. I still hope sir does not blame me."

After speaking, the three of them bowed together, and brought out all the things in their hands, both big and small, holding them up respectfully.

Looking at the things they brought out, Yi Feng was a bit speechless.

Because it was all kinds of random stuff.

For example, an iron knife...

A washbasin...

A rock...

They were dressed decently. How could they be so poor?

But because of their sincere attitude and good moral character, Yi Feng didn't make things difficult for them.

After all, this kind of admitting mistakes and correcting them was truly too rare.

If it were ordinary people who damaged your things, they probably would have run away without a trace. Who would still come to your door to apologize?

So for Yi Feng, what they were offering as compensation wasn't even important anymore. What was important was their attitude.

"Alright, it's all in the past already, no big deal," Yi Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.

Hearing this, the three people's bodies suddenly trembled.

They almost cried out directly.

Although they had hoped Yi Feng wouldn't pursue this, they never imagined it would go so smoothly!

Who knows how oppressed they felt these past days.

This moment was like the dark clouds finally dispersing!

This gentleman really was a gentleman. His mind was exceptionally broad.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir," the three of them bowed gratefully to Yi Feng, and again held out the things in their hands to Yi Feng.

Seeing them offer these things again, Yi Feng hesitated.

He hesitated on whether or not he should accept them.

Because these things were useless to Yi Feng, but listening to them, it was everything they owned.

"Um, may I ask what you all do?" Yi Feng couldn't help but ask.

"What we do?"

Hearing this, the three of them were stunned for a moment.

They definitely couldn't say they cultivated!

That was absolutely not okay.

After all, they hadn't forgotten this gentleman claimed to be an ordinary person, feeling out ordinary life. If they said that, wouldn't that break his asceticism?

So what did they do?

They hadn't thought about how Yi Feng might ask them this when they came!

For a time, the three hemmed and hawed.

"Could it be you three are bricklayers?"

Seeing that small and lightweight iron knife, Yi Feng couldn't help but ask.

Because he remembered that in his past life, this kind of knife was called a brick knife, used to trim bricks when laying them.

Hearing this, the three's eyes lit up.

They immediately responded: "Yes, yes, sir is so wise to see what we do with one look. We really are bricklayers."

"I see."

Yi Feng nodded. This profession was definitely the lowest class in this world. No wonder they were so poor.

That they would even take the knife they used to eat with to offer as compensation also made Yi Feng appreciate their moral character even more.

People like them, deserved to be befriended.

"Then how many people can you gather?" Yi Feng continued asking.

"Uh... Sir wants people?"

Ye Bei was the first to react, and asked back.

"Yes, I need people, so how many can you call over?" Yi Feng asked.

Guessing Yi Feng's intentions, Ye Bei replied, "If senior needs them, as many as required."

"Good."

Yi Feng snapped his fingers and turned to say, "You three, come in and sit. I happen to have something to discuss with you."

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