It has to be said that this guy Lei Luo is very efficient in his work. In less than half a day, he rented a house not far from the Martial Arts Court, and he had everything he used for life. Although the place was not big, the environment was still quiet and elegant, which was better than the previous place.

Everything was arranged and when night fell, the three of them bid farewell to Xue Ling and turned to the Martial Arts Academy.

These days, many disciples who participated in the examination came every day. The empty martial arts academy was suddenly bustling. Even after nightfall, there were still many figures walking around everywhere.

In front of the courtyard, the three of them were about to push the door open, but they saw a deacon disciple running hurriedly and bowing to them: "Three senior brothers, the chief supervisor, please invite me."

While thinking in his heart, Daoyuan returned and said, "I'm going to take the lead in my way."

Following the disciple, the three of them walked through rows of houses and bushes to Mo Yuantai's residence. Through the open window frame, he frowned slightly and stared at the candlelight on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Sir, Senior Brother Daoyuan and the other two are here." Standing at the door, the deacon disciple responded respectfully.

"Let them come in, you can go and do it."

"Yes." The deacon disciple agreed, made a gesture of inviting the three of them, and then turned around and left.

This room is very large, and it is Mo Yuantai’s office for the hospital. On the bookshelf behind him, there are lists and information of disciples who came from all over the place and participated in the examination.

"I don't know what advice is the Chief of the Academy to summon his disciples to come." After saying the bow, Daoyuan asked calmly.

As if very satisfied with Daoyuan's attitude of being neither humble nor arrogant but very respectful, Mo Yuantai waved his finger to the chair next to him and smiled, "Sit down and say."

If this action falls into the eyes of other disciples of the Martial Arts Academy, it will definitely be extremely shocked. There are only a handful of disciples who can be treated like this by Superintendent Mo.

After looking at the three of them carefully, Mo Yuantai's face gradually became surprised and said in disbelief: "I received the news that you were seriously injured by someone who was attacked and injured today, but now your complexion is not only not weak, but it is very good. This is strange..."

The three of them heard the concern he said and were secretly grateful. Daoyuan said respectfully: "If you have any luck, don't worry, but... we are fine now."

Mo Yuantai nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

Seeing that he did not ask why he was injured, Daoyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I heard that you injured someone in order to save a girl?" Mo Yuantai asked at Hu Lie.

"This is indeed the case." Hu Lie nodded and said, "I wonder where the lord learned it?"

Mo Yuantai smiled slightly: "I don't know much about this city." After pausing, he said again: "Do you know what the person you injured is from?"

Hu Lie said: "I know that the person's identity is extraordinary, but if I choose again, I will still take action! I will bully a weak woman. If such a person is not killed, it will be a good idea."

"Supporting the danger and rescuing the hardships is what we martial artists should do. You are not wrong with this, but... I am still a little reckless." Mo Yuantai looked at him with some appreciation, with a little worried tone: "That kid is a descendant of the Fang family among the eight major families. Although he is a side house and has a low status in the family, he is not allowed to move anyway. Now that he has been deposed by you, even for the sake of face, the Fang family will not give up easily."

Hu Lie laughed: "If I were afraid, my disciple would not have taken action at that time."

Daoyuan said seriously: "Since Mr. Mo knew about this, he must have known the girl's life experience. She was the daughter of Xue Cheng, a messenger in the Holy Imperial City. She was blind since she was a child. Now Xue Messenger was killed in Yunxiao City, leaving her alone to survive. On that day, Xue Messenger had helped our Master of the Sea Courtyard, and his love was never forgotten by his disciples. Now, his only daughter has been bullied, so how can we stand by and watch?"

"Putting aside this relationship, even if we are a person who is not acquainted, we will not sit idly by and turn a blind eye. As you said just now, helping the poor and helping the poor is what we should do, otherwise, what is the use of learning martial arts?!"

Lei Luo smiled and said, "Boss is right. If it were me, it would definitely be more serious than Bangchui's attack! Damn, bullying an unarmed girl's family, this kind of guy should not be left in the world! So what about the Eight Great Family? It's just a false reputation! Since they have not taught their younger generations well, there will naturally be someone to teach them."

Mo Yuantai frowned deeper, and after a while, he said: "Anyway, you should be careful in the future. The identity of a disciple of the First Martial Arts Academy is not effective for everyone. Even if they don't come out openly, they will definitely send someone to take action secretly. Now the test is imminent, so you'd better not go out casually. Brother Xiao entrusts you to me. I don't want to be difficult to explain to him in the future."

Daoyuan stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your concern, I will be careful."

Looking at the three of them leaving, Mo Yuantai shook his head and smiled bitterly, muttering to himself: "Brother Xiao, these little guys are not fuel-efficient. Judging from their appearance, they may cause something else in the future. You have really caused me a lot of trouble..."

...

With Mo Yuantai's reminder, although the three of them were not afraid, they were naturally more careful in their actions. After all, they are not very strong now, and they will suffer any loss in any aspect of the aristocratic families with deep backgrounds. If they are not careful, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In the next few days, in addition to treating Xue Ling, the three of them almost did not leave their homes and made every effort to consolidate their current cultivation in case of the arrival of the imperial examination. In their spare time, Daoyuan dived into the library and continued to look for clues to their life experience.

There are too many books here, and it would be impossible to read each one, so he had no choice but to read it.

Putting a book in his hand back on the bookshelf, Daoyuan moved his numb body, sighed softly, looked out the window, the bright moon was hanging on the treetops at some point, slowly spreading a cool light, and the night wind blew through the window into the room, shaking his spirit slightly.

Suddenly, some dust rose and fell in front of him, and his eyes looked at him.

With the dim candlelight, he saw an old wooden box next to the bookshelf in the corner of the room with many messy footprints. It was probably because some lazy disciples used it as a ladder, and the dust came from there.

He walked over and gently lifted the wooden box, intending to find where it was originally located, but suddenly he felt that something should be inside because it was a little different from the weight of the empty box.

The box originally had a lock, but it seemed that it was too long, and the lock had disappeared. After slowly opening it, several old yellow books that were almost stuck together appeared in his eyes.

These books are very thin and have no titles. At first glance, they are a casual work by a predecessor. He curiously took out one and read it, thinking in his mind that the Martial Arts Academy has always attached great importance to the collection of books. Why do these books seem to be forgotten? If it weren't for him who happened to see them today, maybe no one would care about them at all, until they really turned into a ball of waste paper.

After reading a few pages, Daoyuan couldn't help laughing. Although there were words and pictures on the book, the handwriting was sloppy and the style was clumsy, just like a beginner's scribble. It made people unable to understand the contents inside. I picked up the rest of the books, and the situation was also normal.
Chapter completed!