A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

"So, what are you planning to do next?"

Zhang Huai then asked.

Yao Yue carefully tucked the brocade box into her bosom and replied softly, "Twenty miles east of here, there is a dilapidated temple where many homeless refugees and some members of the Beggars' Sect live. I plan to take these jewels to a pawnshop to exchange them for silver, then buy some food to take back to the temple and distribute it to everyone."

"Then I'll go with you. If we run into Mongol soldiers again, you won't be able to handle it alone," Zhang Huai said.

"Really?" Yao Yue looked up at Zhang Huai excitedly, her voice full of surprise. "If Young Master Zhang is with us, no one will dare to provoke us again."

"Alright, no need to be so polite. From now on, just call me Brother Zhang, just like she does," Zhang Huai said casually.

"Alright, Brother Zhang. May I ask how this young lady is addressed? My name is Yaoyue."

Yao Yue turned around again, bowed slightly to Lu Wushuang, and asked.

"My name is Lu Wushuang. You can call me Wushuang or Shuang'er, it's fine. I think you're younger than me, so I'll call you Yaoyue from now on."

Lu Wushuang greatly admired Yaoyue's chivalrous heart and had a good impression of her.

"Brother Zhang, Sister Wushuang, please follow me." Yaoyue gestured and led the two forward.

"Um."

Zhang Huai picked up the black gold staff beside him and followed Yao Yue forward.

The group first went to town and bought a lot of food and daily necessities.

The two women and one man were quite eye-catching walking through the market, and many men couldn't help but linger their gazes on Lu Wushuang and Yaoyue.

"Look again! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Lu Wushuang glared at a man who had been staring at her and shouted angrily.

"That woman is really fierce," the man muttered under his breath.

"Are you looking for death?"

Lu Wushuang was about to draw her sword to slash, but fortunately Yaoyue stopped her in time and gently advised, "Sister Wushuang, don't be angry. There's no need to bother with these people."

But Zhang Huai had no intention of letting it go so easily. He immediately used the Soul Transfer Technique to control those people with unfriendly eyes, making them each slap themselves hard.

Passerby A: Why is my cheek burning?

Before long, the three of them left the market carrying large and small bags of things.

Zhang Huai had his reasons for escorting Yao Yue to the dilapidated temple.

Upon learning that Yaoyue was now a member of the Beggars' Sect, he began to make plans.

If I could take Yaoyue to Mount Hua and let her learn Hong Qigong's Dog-Beating Staff Technique, and since she is already a disciple of the Beggars' Sect, it would be perfect for me to make her the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

After all, if Zhang Huai were to become the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he would have to deal with all sorts of complicated affairs within the sect, which would be too much of a hassle for someone like him who enjoys wandering around and living a carefree life.

Even Hong Qigong directly handed over the position of gang leader to Huang Rong and went to live a carefree life.

As for whether Yaoyue has the talent to learn the Dog-Beating Stick Technique in a short time, Zhang Huai doesn't think it's a big problem.

She was originally a courtesan who had never been exposed to martial arts. In just over a month, relying only on the rudimentary skills taught by lower-level disciples of the Beggars' Sect, she was able to sneak into the Mongol prince's mansion, steal a large number of jewels and ornaments, and even withstand the pursuit of five Mongol elites for a long time. It is evident that her talent is not bad, and learning the Dog-Beating Stick Technique should not be a problem for her.

Moreover, she is now wholeheartedly dedicated to helping the poor and needy, making her the perfect choice to become the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Just as Zhang Huai was pondering to himself, the three of them arrived at the door of a dilapidated temple.

Yaoyue walked to the temple gate and gently knocked three times. Two responses came from inside, and Yaoyue knocked four more times in response.

The door slowly opened a crack, and a figure in tattered clothes peeked out.

"It's Yaoyue who's back."

Upon seeing Zhang Huai and Lu Wushuang, the figure instantly became alert and asked in a deep voice, "Yaoyue, who are they?"

Seeing this, Yao Yue quickly explained, "Brother Qiao, don't worry, they're not bad people. I almost fell into the hands of the Mongols just now, and these two saved me. Now they're escorting me back."

After hearing Yao Yue's explanation, the person inside lowered their guard and slowly pushed the door open completely.

"Come in quickly."

"Brother Zhang, Sister Wushuang, please come in quickly," Yaoyue said, turning around to greet them.

Zhang Huai and Lu Wushuang entered the dilapidated temple, and the people around them were cautiously observing them.

As soon as Yaoyue entered the house, a group of children surrounded her.

"It's Sister Yaoyue! Sister Yaoyue is back!"

Although the children were all dressed in tattered clothes, they all showed joy when they saw Yaoyue.

"Did Sister Yaoyue bring back any delicious food?"

A little girl asked Yaoyue with a soft, sweet voice and innocent eyes, full of anticipation.

"Of course! I brought you lots of fruit."

While at the market, Zhang Huai was puzzled as to why Yao Yue would spend so much money on fruit when they were struggling to even have enough to eat.

In this era, candy was valuable, but Yaoyue still insisted on spending more than a hundred coins to buy half a catty of fruit. When each child received it, there was only one piece.

Even so, every child smiled sweeter than honey.

Seeing the smiles on the children's faces, none of the other refugees in the temple complained that Yaoyue had spent money to buy these fruits.

Many people surrounded Yaoyue, showing her concern and care, which was enough to show her prestige here.

Even the Beggar Clan disciple who brought her into the Beggar Clan praised Yao Yue highly.

"Brother Qiao, this is Zhang Huai, whom I mentioned to you before. He saved me from the Mongols, and he saved me again this time," Yao Yue quickly introduced.

"Brother Zhang, this is Qiao Bei, Brother Qiao."

The man, known as Brother Qiao, was disheveled, dressed in rags, and missing his left leg and right eye. He leaned on a cane with one hand and clasped his hands in gratitude to Zhang Huai.

Zhang Huai returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute.

"Big brother, did you save Sister Yaoyue?"

A little girl who looked about seven or eight years old gently tugged at Zhang Huai's clothes and asked in a soft, sweet voice.

Zhang Huai reached out and touched the two pigtails on her head, saying gently, "It's because your sister Yaoyue is so capable. Even without me, she would have been fine."

"Yay! I knew Sister Yaoyue was the best!"

The little girl cheered and skipped back to Yaoyue's side.

"Nannan, hurry up and eat something, or the other kids will have eaten it all by the time you get there."

Yao Yue bent down and gently patted the little girl's cheek. Although the girl's face was covered in dust, it couldn't hide her original rosy complexion.

After hearing Yaoyue's words, the little girl skipped and hopped off to eat.

Yao Yue looked at Zhang Huai somewhat embarrassedly and said softly, "Brother Zhang, the child is just being naive, please don't take what she said seriously."

Zhang Huai gazed tenderly in the direction the little girl had run off to. Hearing Yao Yue's words, he turned around with a smile and said, "It's alright, I don't mind."

"I never knew Brother Zhang had such a gentle side."

Looking at Zhang Huai's appearance, Lu Wushuang couldn't help but tease him.

"Go away," Zhang Huai replied casually.