Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

The leader was a burly man who didn't seem to care about the cold even in the dead of winter. He had a shaved head, his shirt was open, revealing dark chest hair, and his face was full of flesh, with a fierce look in his eyes.

He was grabbing an old man in a tattered cotton-padded coat and speaking fiercely to him.

Lin Yu wasn't too surprised to see these people.

He had learned about this town when he first came into this world.

This group of people are members of a gang called the Black Tiger Gang in town.

To put it bluntly, they're just a bunch of local thugs who got together.

They're pretty much like the so-called underworld; they spend their time catching cats and dogs, acting like thugs, and then collecting protection money.

Neither the Dao Alliance nor the cultivators stationed in various towns care about such matters.

They can't even manage the affairs of the demon race, let alone these people.

Anyway, as long as things don't escalate too much, they'll basically just pretend they don't see it.

The common people have even less reason to say anything about this.

In this feudal society, a simple cold could be fatal.

Not to mention fighting with others, even a minor injury would be impossible to treat without a substantial fortune, let alone something like tetanus.

So when dealing with these guys, it's basically a matter of spending money to avoid trouble.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 11 Mighty Bull Technique LV3!

Fortunately, these guys aren't too stupid to understand the principle of draining the pond to catch all the fish.

The amount of money collected each time was not much, barely acceptable.

Lin Yu touched his chest and took out ten copper coins.

He had already found out the price in the past few days, so he wasn't panicking.

However, when confronted with the other party's questioning, the old man trembled and couldn't produce any money.

"Sir, I'm out of money, and I haven't sold anything yet."

"No money?"

The bald, burly man sneered and looked around.

"If you didn't have money, why would you be allowed to start a business!"

After saying that, he immediately raised his foot and kicked out.

The old man was already thin and small, and when he was kicked to the ground, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained his white beard red.

"Search for me."

"I'd like to see who else dares to say they have no money."

The pedestrians on the street watched this scene in silence.

Seeing this, Lin Yu didn't say anything, but just watched silently.

I felt indignant, and also a sense of shared sorrow.

But that doesn't mean he's going to offer help.

He and the old man were not related, so there was no need for him to cause trouble for himself because of a moment of passion.

A matter that could be resolved with ten copper coins has become a source of trouble for oneself; this is not something a mature person would choose to do.

The old man was dragged up by several henchmen behind the burly man, stripped naked, and they managed to find about ten copper coins in his clothes.

The twelfth lunar month of winter.

The naked old man clung to the burly man's feet, weeping, "This is my wife's life-saving money; I need it to buy medicine. You can't take it!"

"I don't care whose life you save."

He put the money away carefully, then kicked the old man in the chest again, a faint cracking sound could be heard.

The old man was speechless and curled up to the side, coughing up blood incessantly.

The bald, burly man spoke, glancing coldly at the others.

"Are you also planning to use my, Liu Laosan's, money to save people?"

With such a vivid example right before their eyes, naturally no one would dare to provoke anything.

Everyone obediently paid their money.

Lin Yu was no exception.

After receiving the money, the other party left.

The old man was left to gradually fall silent, and then slowly freeze to death.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu, who had lived in a peaceful society in his previous life, was filled with emotion. At the same time, he felt even more strongly that life in this world is so fragile and worthless.

That evening, on the way home.

Lin Yu remained silent, lost in thought about what had happened that day.

"I thought you would lend a hand back then."

Feng Qi, who never liked to initiate conversations, suddenly spoke up.

Lin Yu was slightly taken aback and looked at Feng Qi.

"Why do you think so?"

"Because you have the ability, and the book says that justice is a precious quality."

It was a sunny day, with soft moonlight streaming down from the sky.

Lin Yu could clearly see that there seemed to be a different kind of feeling in Feng Qi's eyes.

"Then I suggest you read fewer of those books."

Books can only teach you principles, not how to live.

"So, you choose to do nothing?"

Feng Qi's voice was very soft, without any doubt or contempt in her tone, only a pure inquiry.

"Yes, because he has nothing to do with me."

"I can express goodwill without affecting myself, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to sacrifice anything for strangers."

Lin Yu looked at the moon in the sky and spoke calmly.

“It’s possible that if I help him, he will hold a grudge against me; it’s possible that the Black Tiger Gang will target me; it’s possible that I will delay our move and be eaten by the demons.”

"All I can say is that I made a choice that would have the least impact on myself and would be the least likely to cause trouble."

Feng Qi nodded thoughtfully after listening.

"What if it's someone you're related to?"

Lin Yu suddenly laughed and pointed to the sky above.

"Do you remember what I told you on the way back the first day I set up my stall?"

Feng Qi frowned and thought carefully for a moment, then said with certainty.

"You said the moonlight is beautiful tonight."

"Yes, it is now."

After saying that, Lin Yu quickened his pace and walked out along the path.

"Hurry up, it would be terrible if we really ran into a tiger."

Feng Qi watched Lin Yu's retreating figure, her eyes flickering slightly, and quickened her pace.

. . . . . .

early morning.

Fengqi was awakened by muffled thuds coming from the courtyard.

After getting dressed and opening the door, I saw Lin Yu standing in the yard, practicing boxing.

Just like before, he kept punching the wooden stake.

The only difference was that the dull sound was exceptionally loud.

Feng Qi stared at Lin Yu's movements for a moment, her attention finally settling on Lin Yu's fist.

When Lin Yu practiced boxing before, the skin on his hands would turn bright red, but he would usually stop when he was ahead.

But today, as Lin Yu moved, specks of blood stained the pristine white snow at his feet, turning it a deep crimson.

"Did it wake you up?"

"Ah."

"We're in a good mood today, and there's hot water and breakfast in the kitchen."