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As he passed the outer sect training grounds again, watching the outer sect disciples flying around, Lin Yuan felt an indescribable envy in his eyes.

He originally thought that he could achieve the same through this opportunity, but now it all seems like a joke. In the end, he is different from them.

Just as Lin Yuan was feeling conflicted, a gentle, sweet voice suddenly rang out.

"Junior Brother Lin, what's wrong with you...?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lin Yuan quickly turned around and saw Zhao Ran standing not far behind him, looking rather weak and delicate.

"Senior Sister Zhao!"

Lin Yuan cupped his hands in greeting, his gaze sweeping over the girl's pale face. Clearly, this young senior sister had not yet recovered from the shock of her senior brother's death.

Zhao Ran looked at Lin Yuan, who was carrying a small bag and looked melancholy, and couldn't help but ask a question in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Lin, where are you going!"

Lin Yuan then gave a wry smile.

"As you can see, Senior Sister, I've been expelled from the sect by Master, and I'm preparing to return to the servants' quarters!"

Zhao Ran looked puzzled. "Why is this? Junior Brother didn't do anything wrong! Why would Senior Uncle Xiao drive you away, Junior Brother Lin?"

Lin Yuan didn't know how to explain it to Zhao Ran for a moment, after all, this matter was quite speechless.

"Senior sister, it's not that I'm not wrong just because I'm not, but because Master thinks I'm wrong, then I'm wrong!"

After thinking for a while, Lin Yuan answered silently.

Zhao Ran instantly understood Lin Yuan's words, and an incredulous look flashed in his eyes.

"This...this...Junior Brother Lin Yuan, you're only six years old. It's already quite impressive that you could do that. After all, if you hadn't informed us that the men in black had discovered our whereabouts, we might not have even been able to wait for Senior Uncle Xiao to arrive. Even if you have suspicions about Senior Brother Ling Xiao, that's understandable. Why would Senior Uncle Xiao be so angry with you!"

Zhao Ran really couldn't understand it. After all, when he was six years old, he was still being pampered in his parents' arms. If he had encountered the same thing, let alone come to them to inform them, he would probably have been so scared that his legs would have gone weak and he would have been completely at a loss for what to do.

Seeing Zhao Ran's puzzled expression, Lin Yuan also wanted to ask Xiao Weiran what he was thinking. Did he ignore all the suspicious points just because he was in a hurry to entrust his daughter to Ling Xiao?

After a long while, Zhao Ran finally came back to her senses from her incomprehensible thoughts. Looking at the sad face of the young child in front of her, she suddenly felt a pang of pain in her heart.

Unlike Xiao Lingling's arrogance, although she was also the darling of the Danyang lineage, her parents taught her to be kind from a young age. Moreover, she had already received family instruction when she was sent to the sect, so she was well-educated and reasonable.

In addition, since her senior brother was the only heir of the Danyang lineage, there wasn't much intrigue or backstabbing involved, so she still retained the sentimentality unique to young girls.

Just thinking about a six-year-old child who had finally crawled out of the muddy mess of the servants' quarters, only to have to return to it again because of his master's anger, she could feel the pain in that situation.

Suddenly, Zhao Ran grabbed Lin Yuan's small hand.

"Junior brother, since your master doesn't want you, why don't you come to our Danyang lineage!"

Seeing the girl holding his hand, Lin Yuan was momentarily stunned, but then a surge of joy followed.

"Senior sister, what you said... is it true!"

"kindness!"

The girl nodded firmly. It wasn't entirely an impulsive decision. Although her master hadn't said anything about her senior brother's death, she, who knew her master well, already understood that her master hated Xiao Weiran.

After all, if Xiao Lingling hadn't wanted to take her to the back mountain to admire the chrysanthemums, her senior brother wouldn't have gone along to protect her safety.

They didn't make a big fuss because they were no match for Xiao Weiran. After all, the Danyang lineage were all experts in alchemy, and they naturally couldn't compete with Xiao Weiran of the Xiaoyang lineage in martial arts.

If Master were to accept this junior brother now, it would surely annoy Xiao Weiran for a while. Moreover, from their previous interactions, she could tell that this young junior brother was no ordinary person. It was rare to see a six-year-old child so calm in the face of being chased by men in black.

"Thank you so much, Senior Sister!"

Lin Yuan naturally had no objections. All he wanted now was a place to stay. Whether he paid respects to the Third Elder or the Fifth Elder, it made no difference to him. As for his master-disciple relationship with Xiao Weiran, forget it. The fact that Lin Yuan didn't hate him because of this was already a testament to his magnanimity.

When Zhao Ran saw that Lin Yuan agreed, a faint smile appeared on his originally pale face.

"Then come with me, junior brother!"

After saying that, Zhao Ran led Lin Yuan in another direction. Most of the outer disciples who were practicing martial arts there looked puzzled when they saw this.

"That was Senior Sister Zhao, the Fifth Elder's personal disciple!"

"Yes! What's wrong?"

The boy who was sparring with him couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, I just don't understand why he's holding a child's hand! Didn't his senior brother just die?"

"Really? Let me see!"

"Oh! It's him! Don't you know that kid is the lucky one from the handyman's quarters who suddenly rose to prominence a while ago!"

"Tch, I don't know what kind of luck that kid had to catch the Third Elder's eye. But that's about it. Yesterday, when I was drinking with Senior Brother Li Qingyang, I heard a rumor that the Third Elder had expelled that peasant junior brother he hated!"

"Haha! He's just a nobody who can't be brought to the table!"

The young man in the blue robe couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if he himself had encountered some great joy. He was extremely gloating, because he couldn't stand seeing those peasants from the servants' quarters showing their faces. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been on the same side as Li Qingyang.

"No, look at the direction they went, it seems to be towards Danyang Palace!"

The young man in blue robes from the outer sect, who had been laughing heartily, froze instantly.

"What? Shouldn't he be back in his servants' quarters right now?! Could it be...?"

The young man in blue robes immediately darkened his expression. He glanced at his fellow disciple who shared the same thoughts, and his eyes darted around.

"Senior Brother Han, let's call it a day for today's sparring! I have something to take care of!"

After saying that, the young man in blue hurriedly left the training ground.

Han Yu watched the guy leave in a hurry, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Although he also disapproved of the servants in the handyman's quarters rising to the top overnight, after all, his family had donated a large amount of supplies to Qinghe Palace in order to obtain the status of an outer disciple.

The martial arts skills he could acquire were only those of mid-grade quality. Why should a poor peasant from a menial labor camp be able to surpass him without having to pay anything? However, he couldn't bring himself to do the despicable things that the young man in blue did.

If he guessed correctly, that lucky little guy would surely rise to prominence once again, and still be from the Danyang lineage. Instead of befriending him now, he went to tattle on him. If that little guy found out later, this man would definitely suffer.

Thinking of this, Han Yu instantly had his own thoughts. Sometimes it's better to help someone in need than to add to their existing success. What does that junior brother lack most right now?

If he could become the Fifth Elder's disciple, he would naturally have no shortage of martial arts manuals. Given his status as a poor farmer, it goes without saying that he would be most in need of money, and money is the last thing his family lacks.

Thinking of this, Han Yu couldn't help but smile, and then left the training ground.