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Chapter 253 This benefactor is toxic! (Seeking monthly tickets! Seeking rewards! Seeking recommendations!)
In a secluded courtyard in the south of the city, Lai San slowly got out of bed.

He stretched, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Today is another auspicious day for "opening for business." He skillfully pulled a box out from under the bed, opened it, and inside was his complete outfit.

A linen coat with seven or eight patches, a broken bowl with a chipped edge, and a small packet of ginger powder to make one's complexion appear even more sallow.

He carefully dressed himself up, put on beggar's clothes, picked up a broken bowl, nodded to the sallow-faced, emaciated "poor man" in the bronze mirror, and then went out and walked to his spot on the main street.

Business is exceptionally good today.

In just one morning, Lai San's broken bowl was already filled with a thick layer of copper coins, and kind-hearted passersby would generously toss in a few coins.

"Another sucker!" Lai San smiled smugly to himself as he watched a richly dressed lady toss down a small string of copper coins and then hurriedly leave with the help of her maid.

He weighed the contents of his bowl in his hand, feeling increasingly pleased. At this rate, he could change into a different outfit and head to "Fu Man Lou" by noon, not just for dinner, order a plate of braised pork knuckle and a pot of warm Shaoxing wine. The taste was simply divine!
However, at that moment! A pair of brocade boots stopped in front of him!

Here comes another big customer! Judging by the material of these shoes, he must be a big spender!
Lai San was overjoyed and quickly buried his head even deeper, using all his acting skills to squeeze out a few weak groans.

However, the expected crisp sound of copper coins falling into the bowl did not occur; instead, there were several muffled "plop" sounds.

Lai San looked up from under his linen clothes with a puzzled expression.

Then, he froze, his mouth slightly open, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Before him lay no copper coins or silver coins, but instead a small mountain of white steamed buns and a bundle of dry straw.

Wait... what's going on?! Give me a coin, why are you giving me this?!

These steamed buns look dry and hard, not even as good as the braised fish he bought from the restaurant last night! And this grain... is this even fit for human consumption?! How come this new almsgiver doesn't know any manners?

His mind was filled with a torrent of curses, but his face, in the shortest amount of time, switched between a complex expression of astonishment, ecstasy, and then overwhelming gratitude.

He still had professional ethics! Lai San scrambled to his feet and knelt down in front of the richly dressed "philanthropist," his forehead hitting the ground with a "thud."

"Thank you, kind person! Thank you, kind person! You are truly a living Bodhisattva descended to earth, a Guanyin who saves people from suffering!"

"Eat up." Lin Qingfeng bent down, a compassionate expression on his face.

“I see you’re really hungry, and I feel really bad about it. Here, eat up. There are plenty of steamed buns, so don’t choke. There’s also water here.” He pointed to the water bag next to him, then to the bundle of grain, hesitated for a moment, “…this grain, uh…it can fill your stomach.”

"I just can't stand seeing poor people suffer."

Lin Qingfeng's act of kindness attracted the attention of passersby.

"Oh my, look! This boss is so kind. He looks like a complete stranger."

"Yes, I can't bear to see beggars suffer, so I bought him so much food."

"These days, it's really rare to see such a genuinely kind person."

Heartfelt praises came from all directions.

Hearing these praises, Lin Qingfeng held his forehead, barely suppressing the wild laughter in his heart, though he reached out and made a gesture of support to Lai San, who was still kowtowing.

"Get up, get up! A man's knees are worth gold; there's no need for such a grand gesture."

Lai San stood up, picked up a steamed bun, and began to nibble on it in small bites, while his eyes kept glancing at Lin Qingfeng.

He chewed with difficulty, mumbling, "Kind person... if you're not busy, you can go ahead and do your own thing, don't worry about me... hiccup... I'll eat slowly."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingfeng sighed deeply: "Alas, look at you, you've been hungry for so long, you've even become cautious about eating. Well, we met by chance, it's all fate. Since that's the case, I won't bother you any further."

As he spoke, he actually turned around and winked at Su Ling'er, seemingly preparing to leave.

He walked slowly toward the street corner with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and sighing as he went, muttering, "The world is full of suffering, the world is full of suffering..."

That figure, bathed in sunlight, appeared incredibly majestic, exuding the air of a sage who "disappears after accomplishing his task, concealing his merits and fame."

As Su Ling'er watched this scene, the high wall in her heart built up because of the Demonic Sect cracked once again. So... her senior brother actually had such a kind side.

From his leniency towards the officials when he entered the city to his compassion for the beggars now, it seems... he really has no intention of harming ordinary people. It turns out that beneath his cynical exterior lies a heart of kindness that she can't understand at all.

A mix of emotion and confusion welled up inside her, and she silently prepared to follow Lin Qingfeng and leave with him. Meanwhile, Lai San, watching that lunatic… no, that great philanthropist finally leave, felt his heart, which had been choked by a steamed bun, instantly come alive!

He was almost moved to tears! He's gone! This living bodhisattva has finally finished his miraculous manifestation and is returning to the Western Paradise!
However, just a few breaths after Lin Qingfeng stepped around the corner, he returned!

"Huh? Didn't I give you food? Why are you still here?"

Lai San's body froze instantly, and the smile on his face vanished.

Su Ling'er was also stunned and stopped in her tracks.

Lin Qingfeng suddenly realized something, slapped his forehead, and rushed back.

"Sigh! I knew you weren't full! I offered you some food earlier, but you were probably just shy and didn't want to keep me from having something to eat!"

Without saying a word, he pulled out seven or eight larger, rounder white steamed buns from his sleeve and piled them up in front of Lai San, making the small mountain he had just built even higher.

"Come on, come on! Don't be shy! This time, there's plenty for you! That's just my personality; I'll see things through to the end if I'm going to do something good! If you don't eat your fill in front of me today, I'll feel really bad!"

Lai San: "..."

The onlookers were moved once again.

"Listen to this! Listen to this! This is what true kindness and compassion mean!"

"This person is not only kind-hearted, but also meticulous! They treat other people's problems as their own!"

In the beggar's mind, a thousand alpacas had already formed a tsunami.

Brother! I'm just scamming people to make a living, I'm not really hungry! Please, have some decency!

But looking into Lin Qingfeng's "sincere" eyes and at the approving glances around him, he knew that he had no choice but to eat the steamed buns today.

He could only lower his head helplessly and speed up the process of eating the steamed bun.

He forced down three steamed buns, one bite at a time, then picked up the wooden bucket and gulped down several mouthfuls of water.

A slight feeling of fullness rose in his stomach, and he burped, put down the half-eaten steamed bun in his hand, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace at Lin Qingfeng.

"Oh... kind person... I... I'm full, thank you. Your great kindness will surely bring you good fortune..."

As he spoke, he quickly began to gather up the wooden planks and broken bowls on the ground, preparing to make his escape!
"Hey, kind person, I'm full and just want to find a place to rest. I'll be going now."

As Lai San spoke, he backed away in fear, constantly turning back to mutter, "Thank you, kind person, thank you, kind person..."

That figure looked as if it were fleeing from some monstrous beast.

Let's find another place right now! This person is dangerous! If I can't afford to offend them, can't I at least avoid them?

Su Ling'er watched the beggar's almost fleeing figure, then looked at her senior brother beside her with a look of relief, and felt a mix of emotions.

Although the process... well... was a little bit convoluted and bizarre, the result was always good. Senior Brother... was indeed doing a good deed.

He was neither angered by the rudeness of mortals nor indifferent to their suffering. He seemed to be practicing his "goodness." Thinking of this, the huge stone that had been hanging in Su Ling'er's heart because of "Anhe City" finally slowly fell to the ground.

Perhaps... I'm overthinking it. My senior brother probably won't do anything excessive to Anhe City.

At this moment, her tense nerves completely relaxed, and Su Ling'er even felt that the air around her had become much fresher.

As she watched the bustling crowds on the street and listened to the hawkers' cries, a feeling of "peace of mind" enveloped her.

However, just when she thought today's story would end happily with "the eldest disciple of the Demon Sect doing a good deed every day", Lin Qingfeng beside her suddenly stopped.

Instead of continuing forward, he mysteriously leaned close to Su Ling'er's ear and whispered:

"Come on, junior sister, let's follow them and take another look."

Su Ling'er looked in the direction he indicated—that was the street corner where the beggar Lai San had disappeared.

Her eyes were filled with utter confusion and bewilderment. Wait… what’s going on?! Senior Brother, what are you doing?!
They've already eaten their fill, haven't they? Why are you following them to check on them? Are you checking if they have indigestion?! Does the Demon Sect's senior disciple like to do good deeds and then follow up with after-sales service and follow-ups?
Could it be that... your real purpose is not to give alms, but to observe the beggar's subsequent behavior in order to gain some insight into the myriad aspects of human nature and the great path of the mortal world?

(End of this chapter)