The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Xi Yu, however, remained calm. He swept his eyes over these people one by one and slowly said, "Everyone, I didn't want to conflict with you. You were the first to start it. It's not too late to stop now. Don't cause unnecessary trouble because of a momentary impulse."

But those martial arts people would not listen to them and just thought that Xi Yu was showing weakness. One of them who seemed to be the leader snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, it's too late to say these now. You dare to offend our brothers, so just prepare to die!" After that, he swung his knife and slashed at Xi Yu.

Xi Yu snorted coldly, moved lightly, and easily avoided the sharp knife.

Then he ordered the secret guards to go out.

A secret guard's hand reached out like lightning, accurately grasped the man's wrist, and twisted it slightly with force. With a "clang" sound, the knife fell to the ground and the man screamed in pain.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other people rushed forward and attacked Xi Yu with all kinds of moves.

The secret guards were not in a hurry. They moved around in this small space, dodging or blocking, and actually resolved the attacks of these people one by one, and even counterattacked from time to time. After a while, those martial artists were beaten to the ground and were in a miserable state.

At this time, the shopkeeper heard the noise and ran over. Seeing this, he hurriedly advised: "Gentlemen, please talk it over nicely. Don't fight in my inn. If anyone gets hurt, our inn can't afford it!"

Those gangsters had sobered up a bit at this time and realized that they had hit a wall today. While rubbing the wounds on their bodies, they glared at Xi Yu fiercely, said a few harsh words, and then fled out of the inn in shame.

Xi Yu straightened his clothes, bowed slightly to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, I'm really sorry for disturbing the peace of your inn."

The shopkeeper waved his hand and said, "Sir, what are you talking about? They were the ones who started the trouble, and you had no choice but to do this. I hope you are not hurt. Go back to your room and have a rest."

Xi Yu nodded, turned around and went back to his room, leaving the shopkeeper standing there. He looked at his back and secretly clicked his tongue, thinking that this seemingly weak guest actually had such powerful subordinates.

Only after Xi Yu's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs did the shopkeeper come back to his senses. He looked at the messy lobby and sighed heavily.

The guys then timidly came out from their corners and began to clean up the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks that had been messed up by the fight.

Just as the shopkeeper was helping to pick up a broken teapot, an idea suddenly occurred to him, as if he had made some important decision.

He didn't care about the dust on his hands, hurriedly gave the waiter a few words, and walked quickly towards Xiyu's room.

Arriving at the door, the shopkeeper raised his hand and knocked gently, his tone somewhat cautious: "Sir, it's me, the shopkeeper. Can you open the door and say a few words?"

Xi Yu's steady voice came from inside the room: "Please come in."

The shopkeeper pushed open the door and saw Xi Yu sitting at the table, as if the fight just now had no effect on him at all.

The shopkeeper stepped forward somewhat stiffly, bowed respectfully, and then said, "Sir, I am sorry to bother you, but I really want to ask for your help."

Xi Yu closed the book and looked at the shopkeeper gently, motioning him to continue.

The shopkeeper licked his dry lips and began to talk with a bitter face.

"Sir, you may not know that I am really desperate these days. I have an ancestral house in this city. Although it is not a property left by a wealthy family, it also carries the memories of several generations. But a bully has set his eyes on that place. He found a so-called Feng Shui master, who insisted that it was a treasure land with excellent Feng Shui, and insisted that I move out and give the house to him."

At this point, the shopkeeper became a little excited and clenched his hands unconsciously.

"Of course I refused. That was the family business passed down by our ancestors. How could I give it up so easily? But when the bully saw that I refused, he sent people to beat me up again and again. I am an old man and I can't stand their torture. Besides, I usually stay in this inn, so the ancestral house is temporarily empty. I had no choice but to temporarily agree to his unreasonable request. But I really can't swallow this!"

The shopkeeper paused and looked at Xi Yu with expectant eyes.

"I see that you are surrounded by talented people. If you can lend a hand and help me get the house back, I will be very grateful. Not only will you have to waive all the room fees in this inn, I am also willing to give you a sum of silver. I hope you can help me." After saying this, the shopkeeper looked at Xi Yu eagerly, his eyes full of pleading.

After listening to this, Xi Yu's expression became slightly solemn.

Xi Yu was filled with righteous indignation, his face full of anger, and he shouted: "I can't believe there are such abominable things in the world! This bully is simply lawless!"

After calming down, he continued, "But it is indeed late today. I have been busy all day and need to rest well and gather my strength. I will meet the bully tomorrow."

The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly, a look of delight on his face, and said, "Sir, you are right. I am sorry for being rude. Please have a good rest. You can come anytime that is convenient for you. I will follow your arrangements."

Xi Yu looked at the shopkeeper with a firm expression and said, "Shopkeeper, don't worry, since I have agreed to this matter, I will definitely help you get justice."

The shopkeeper's eyes were red with excitement. He knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed to Xi Yu repeatedly to thank him: "Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much for your kindness. You are our family's savior! I really don't know how to repay you."

Xi Yu hurried forward to help the shopkeeper up and said, "Shopkeeper, please get up quickly. This is what I should do. You go back first. I will come to you tomorrow morning and we will discuss countermeasures together."

The shopkeeper thanked him profusely before slowly leaving the room.

The next day, at dawn, Xi Yu got up, washed, tidied his clothes, and went to find the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper had been waiting in the lobby early, and when he saw Xi Yu coming, he immediately went to greet him.

The two found a quiet corner and sat down. The shopkeeper couldn't wait to say, "Sir, I thought about it last night. That bully has a lot of thugs around him. If we go there rashly, I'm afraid we will suffer."

Xi Yu nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Boss, first tell me about the bully's residence and his daily routine, as well as the situation of his thugs. Only when we know ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle."

The shopkeeper said quickly, "The bully lives in a large courtyard in the west of the city. He is arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and is always accompanied by four or five thugs. He goes to the casino every morning and returns to the courtyard in the afternoon."

After hearing this, Xi Yu had an idea in mind. He said, "In that case, let's attack him on his way to the casino this morning. I will take a few secret guards to set up an ambush on the road he must pass through, and wait for him to show up and catch him off guard."

The shopkeeper said with some concern: "Sir, I'm afraid he will get desperate and hurt you. What will you do then?"

Xi Yu smiled confidently.

"Boss, don't worry. My secret guards and I know what to do. Besides, we need to act quickly and make a quick decision. We need to beat him so badly that he won't be able to fight back."

After the discussion was complete, Xi Yu led the secret guards and set off to the path that the bully must take...

Xi Yu and his secret guards arrived early at the path that the bully had to take. The path was flanked by high walls and was very secluded, making it a good place to set up an ambush.

Xi Yu asked the secret guards to hide in the shadows of the wall, while he stood in the middle of the road, waiting calmly for the bully to appear.

Soon, there was a noisy sound of footsteps, and a burly man with a face full of flesh came swaggering over, surrounded by four or five fierce thugs. The man was exactly the bully that everyone was talking about, with a piece of grass in his mouth and his eyes full of arrogance and disdain.

When the bully saw Xi Yu in the middle of the road, he was stunned at first, then he showed a mocking smile.

"Who are you, kid? How dare you block my way? Are you tired of living?"

Xi Yu looked stern and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that the evil things you have done should be put to an end today."

The bully was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, as if he had heard a huge joke.

"Just you? Don't you even ask who I am? Come on, brothers, beat this ignorant guy half to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several thugs rushed towards Xi Yu, waving sticks in their hands.

Xi Yu snorted coldly, and his figure flashed like a ghost, easily avoiding the attacks of the thugs.

At the same time, the secret guards hiding in the dark also took action and pounced on the bully and his group like tigers descending from the mountains.

Each of the secret guards has extraordinary skills and their moves are fierce and ruthless.

But within a few moments, the thugs were beaten to the ground, groaning in pain. Seeing this, the bully's face changed drastically, and he wanted to turn around and run away, but Xi Yu stepped forward and blocked his way.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Xi Yu said coldly.

The bully was afraid in his heart, but he still said stubbornly: "You... do you know who is behind me? If you dare to touch me, you will be dead!"

Xi Yu said disdainfully: "No matter who is behind you, in my eyes, you will pay the price for doing evil. Today, I will seek justice for the people you oppressed!"

After saying that, Xi Yu raised his hand and punched the bully hard in the face.

The bully screamed and fell to the ground. Xi Yu did not give up. He stepped on the bully's chest and asked coldly: "Tell me, do you dare to bully the people again? Do you dare to occupy other people's houses?"

The bully turned pale with fright and begged for mercy.

"I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again! Please spare my life, sir!"

Xi Yu asked sternly again: "What are you going to do with the shopkeeper's house?"

The bully hurriedly said, "I'll return it right away, right away! Please let me go!"

Xi Yu nodded with satisfaction, loosened his feet, and said to the bully: "Remember what you said today. If I find out that you do evil again, it won't be so easy next time!"

The bully acted as if he had been granted amnesty, and fled in a panic with his remaining few men.

Xi Yu looked at the bully's receding back and frowned slightly. He knew in his heart that most bullies like this only bully the weak and fear the strong. Although he was punished today, there was no guarantee that he would not commit the same offense again in the future.

Therefore, he decided to stay in the city for a few more days with his secret guards, secretly observing the bully's movements and making sure he would not harass the people again.

After dealing with the matter, Xi Yu returned to the inn with the secret guards.

The shopkeeper had been waiting anxiously at the door. When he saw Xi Yu coming back, he immediately went to greet him and asked expectantly, "Sir, how is the matter going?"

Xi Yu smiled slightly and said, "Boss, don't worry, the bully has promised to return your house and will not dare to harass you again in the short term. However, we will stay in the city for a few more days, just in case."

The shopkeeper was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He fell to his knees again and kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

"Sir, you are truly a great benefactor to our family! I will never be able to repay you for your kindness in my lifetime!"

Xi Yu quickly helped the shopkeeper up and said, "Shopkeeper, there is no need to do this. It is my duty to help those who are in trouble. If you encounter any trouble in the future, just come to me."

On top of the towering main peak of Kunlun Mountain, in the meeting hall of Kunlun Sect.

Taoist Qingfeng sat in the main seat with a stern expression on his face. His eyes swept across the disciples below like a knife, finally stopping on Wuji.

Taoist Master Qingfeng waved his hand and ordered the little Taoist boys beside him: "Go to Wuji's room immediately. Don't leave any space untouched. You must find the secret book."

Several little Taoist children took orders and hurriedly left the hall. Wuji looked at their backs, his legs weakened, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

He was filled with panic, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and his eyes were full of despair and helplessness.

"Master, I really was wronged!" Wuji shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the empty hall, revealing endless sadness.

Time passed slowly in this tense atmosphere, and every second seemed to be tormenting Wuji.

Finally, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the little Taoist children who went to search quickly walked into the hall. The one in the lead was holding an ancient book in his hand, which was the secret book that Taoist Qingfeng had lost.

"Master, we found this secret book in the secret compartment of Wuji's room." The little Taoist boy presented the secret book respectfully.

Taoist Qingfeng took the secret book and his expression became even more gloomy.

When Wuji saw the secret book, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted. He knew that everything was over for him...

"Wuji, now that we have both witnesses and evidence, what else do you have to say?" Taoist Qingfeng's voice was icy cold.

For a moment, all eyes in the hall were directed towards Wuji, like countless sharp thorns.

The disciples began to whisper to each other, and the discussions spread in the hall like a tide.

"I never thought it was actually Wuji who did it. He seems quite honest on weekdays."

"That's right. Our Kunlun sect has always had strict rules. This kind of behavior of stealing secret manuals is simply unforgivable!"

"I am so disappointed to Master and everyone else."

Everyone's words were like sharp blades, piercing into Wuji's heart.

His body was shaking, his legs went soft, and he fell to his knees with a plop, his face filled with tears of regret.

"Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Wuji burst into tears, his voice filled with endless regret and despair, "I was confused for a moment, and was bewitched by a ghost. I... I just wanted to prove myself too much, and I wanted to stand out in the sect too much. I knew that the secret book recorded advanced skills, and I thought that as long as I learned it, everyone would look at me with new eyes. I did such a stupid thing in a moment of thought."

As Wuji spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly, and his forehead hit the ground with a dull sound.

Taoist Qingfeng looked at Wuji kneeling on the ground, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination. "You were confused for a moment and almost destroyed the foundation of my Kunlun Sect. This secret book is the most precious treasure of my sect, passed down for many years, and has extraordinary significance. How can you steal it at will!"

At this time, an elder stood up and said solemnly: "Wuji has committed such a serious mistake. If he is not severely punished, it will be difficult to convince the public and correct the rules of our Kunlun Sect."

The other elders nodded in agreement. The atmosphere in the hall became more and more solemn. Wuji knelt on the ground, his heart filled with fear. He didn't know what kind of punishment would be waiting for him...

Wuji continued to kowtow and beg for mercy. His forehead was broken and blood was slowly flowing down his cheek. He looked extremely miserable.

His voice became hoarse due to excessive grief and pleading: "Master, please give me another chance, I promise I will never do it again. I am willing to accept any punishment, just please don't expel me from Kunlun Sect."

At this time, Mingyue walked out from the crowd of disciples. He had a cold expression and a hint of regret in his eyes, but he said firmly: "Wuji, if you do something wrong, you must be punished. This is the rule of Kunlun Sect, and no one can be an exception. If I let you go easily today, how can I convince others in the future?"

Mingyue's words were like a heavy hammer, completely shattering Wuji's last bit of luck. He collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of despair.

Taoist Qingfeng looked at the scene in front of him with mixed feelings.

Wuji was a disciple he had high hopes for, but now he had made such a big mistake. He was both angry and sad. He sighed and said slowly, "Wuji, considering that you have made contributions in the sect in the past, I will give you a chance to reform. I will punish you to stay at the Cliff of Repentance for a month and reflect on your mistakes."

When Wuji heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his originally dim eyes. He quickly raised his head, his eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master, for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely reflect on myself and change my past mistakes."

Taoist Qingfeng waved his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't need to say more, then turned to the other disciples and said: "Everyone should take today's events as a warning. Our Kunlun Sect is based on justice and morality, and the sect rules are strict and will not be trampled upon by anyone. I hope you can all abide by your duties and concentrate on your practice."

"Yes, Master!" All the disciples responded in unison, and their voices echoed in the hall for a long time.

Afterwards, several disciples came forward, helped Wuji up, and brought him to the Cliff of Repentance.

Wuji looked back every time he took a step, looking at the once familiar hall and his fellow disciples, his heart filled with regret.

He knew that this month of reflection would be a turning point in his life. If he could not completely change his ways, he would never be able to gain the trust of his master and fellow disciples again. (End of this chapter)