There were different schools within the Confucian Sect, and Jiang Feng knew this very well.

However, what Jiang Feng hadn’t expected was that just as he entered the Confucian Sect, Lu Ziyuan and the other disciples of the Sages began to hurry to let him stand in line.

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and then said, “What Big Senior Brother has pointed out is that Junior Brother should indeed choose which sect he recognizes as our Confucian sect.”

However, junior apprentice-brother, I’m new here, and I don’t have a deep understanding of the schools of our Confucian sect. “So, Senior Brother, please give me a few days so that I can deepen my understanding. How about making a choice in the future?”

“Of course, it’s Junior Brother’s freedom to choose when you want. Junior Brother, come with me. The Sage’s Mansion will arrive soon.”

Seeing that Jiang Feng was unwilling to stand in line immediately, Lu Ziyuan’s attitude towards Jiang Feng immediately became much colder.

The two of them didn’t say anything else on the way. Very quickly, Lu Ziyuan brought Jiang Feng to the Sage’s Mansion.

The Sage Manor was actually built according to the Confucius Manor. Jiang Feng noticed that there were also Gongye Manor, Zisi Manor, Ziyu Manor, and so on near the Sage Manor.

These residences were where the disciples of the Kong Qiuni Sect lived.

Lu Ziyuan brought Jiang Feng to the entrance of the Sage’s Mansion and directly excused himself to leave first. He didn’t give Jiang Feng any chance to tell him what he wasn’t satisfied with the mansion or what he needed to buy.

Jiang Feng didn’t mind this either. He looked at Lu Ziyuan’s back and smiled before walking into the Sage’s Mansion alone.

The Sage’s Mansion was cleanly cleaned. The entire mansion was a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. It looked quite spacious and elegant.

However, there was no one in the Sage’s Mansion, not even a servant or housekeeper had prepared anything for Jiang Feng.

However, this was actually normal. After all, who could become a disciple of a sage? Which clan wasn’t a wealthy clan?

There was no need for others to prepare servants and housekeepers for them.

Jiang Feng circled around the Sage’s Mansion and went out directly.

Jiang Feng thought that he wasn’t familiar with Chaohui Manor, so he decided to take a look around Chaohui Manor and see if he could recruit some people to help him.

After all, living alone in such a large sage’s mansion was difficult for him to clean up.

Jiang Feng was walking alone on the streets of Chaohui Manor. There were many scholars wearing Confucian robes and scarves on the road, so much so that the entire Chaohui Manor seemed to be very peaceful.

This kind of feeling was actually very comfortable. Walking on the streets would give everyone a feeling of leisurely peace of mind and contentment.

Jiang Feng didn’t walk far before he casually found a small shop selling nine-flavor wontons on the street and sat down. He had just ordered a bowl of wontons before it was served when Jiang Feng suddenly saw a large group of people running towards him.

There was one running in front, followed by more than ten.

The man in front of him was probably two meters tall, shaved an inch, and had a knife mark on his forehead.

He was dressed in a black coarse linen robe, and his chest was open, revealing palm-wide protective hair.

Jiang Feng looked at the person who was running with an interesting expression. This person had a large face that was black and purple. His eyes were as big as a bull’s bell, and his eyebrows were thick as if they were drawn with a brush.

Based on Jiang Feng’s experience, a person with such a face must be a brutal, muddy, and pure master.

While Jiang Feng was sizing up the black-faced man, he sighed to the shop owner who served wonton to Jiang Feng, “I really didn’t expect that there would be such a prodigal son among the descendants of the Sage Disciples. It really humiliated the lintel of his family.”

Jiang Feng was instantly interested when he heard the shop owner’s words. He directly took out a large amount of Saint Origin Coins from the Universe Pure Cauldron and placed them on the table. “Boss, did you just say that the black-faced man is the descendant of the Sage’s disciple?”

“That’s right, who doesn’t know about our Chaohui Manor? This person is Mo Zigong’s only son, Mo Han, nicknamed Black Bull.”

Jiang Feng directly pushed the pile of Saint Origin Coins on the table towards the shop owner and said, “Boss, keep these. Can you tell me more about this Mo Han? I think he’s quite interesting.”

“Aiyo, you’re too courteous, my …”

“Nothing, nothing. Boss, keep the money first, and then let’s sit down and talk slowly.”

“Alright, there are no other guests now anyway, so I’ll talk to you, Guest Officer.” As the shop owner spoke, he sat down and put away the Saint Origin Coins on the table. Then, he slowly began to tell Jiang Feng about Mo Han.

Mo Han’s father, Mo Zigong, was originally Kong Qiuni’s ninth disciple, but he didn’t like to read, so he liked forging.

In order to forge weapons, he scattered all of his family’s wealth, and in the end, he became insane.

Later, Kong Qiuni expelled Mo Zigong from the Confucian sect. In the end, Mo Zigong mysteriously disappeared, and his whereabouts remain unknown.

Right now, only Mo Han and his mother were left in the Mo Clan. This Mo Han did not like to study since he was young, and he liked to dance with knives and clubs, but he could not find his master to learn martial arts.

That was why he had all the brute force he needed to spend all his time with ruffians and hooligans on the streets.

One of Mo Han’s hobbies was gambling, but he didn’t know how to count and he didn’t know how to gamble. Therefore, Mo Han would lose every gamble. If he lost, he would say that others had lied to him for three days and two days and robbed money from other people’s gambling tables before running away.

After Jiang Feng heard the shop owner’s story, he immediately felt that Mo Han was quite interesting. He stood up and walked in the direction where Mo Han had escaped.

Jiang Feng followed him until he reached a narrow alley entrance.

Intense fighting sounds came from the alley. Jiang Feng jumped onto the roof and looked down at the fight in the alley.

In the alley, Mo Han didn’t show any disadvantage in hitting a dozen or so people by himself. Instead, the dozen or so men who were chasing him into the alley were all beaten to the ground.

Through Jiang Feng’s observation, he discovered that Mo Han indeed did not know martial arts. However, his physical strength was very strong, so strong that ordinary swords could not hurt him at all.

However, the reason why Mo Han was able to knock down the dozen or so people chasing him was also because these dozen or so people were all ordinary people, neither cultivating martial arts nor the Wen Dao.

Jiang Feng watched as Mo Han knocked down the dozen people chasing him. He even took off his clothes and pants. In the end, he tangled the clothes and pants into a ball and threw them onto the roof.

Jiang Feng happened to be standing on the roof, so he waved his hand and pushed the clothes and trousers further away.

After doing all of this, Mo Han walked out of the alley in a carefree manner. He had just left Jiang Feng and was about to follow him, but what Jiang Feng hadn’t expected was that a group of people would follow him in the alley soon.

These people were holding weapons in their hands, and they could tell from their aura that they were definitely not ordinary people.

Jiang Feng, who was originally planning to leave, deliberately stopped for a moment. Among the people following behind him was a black-clothed man.

The man had a broadsword on his back and his beard stood upside down, looking as hard as a steel needle.

The bearded man opened his mouth and asked, “Where is he? Is he gone?”

“Reporting to Lord Tiger, that guy ran away with the money.”

“Alright, you can find a way to get your clothes back and go back to rest. I will deal with the rest.”

The big bearded man called “Tiger Master” left with his subordinates. Jiang Feng knew that something was wrong, so he simply followed the big bearded man.

Not long after, Jiang Feng followed Big Beard and the others to the Mo Clan. The Big Beard kicked the rotten old man’s door open and shattered it. He led them into the Mo Clan’s courtyard and shouted, “Where’s the Black Bull? Black Bull, come out!”

A person slowly walked out of the three green brick houses of the Mo Clan. This person was not Mo Han, but a blind old lady holding a walking stick.

Jiang Feng thought to himself when he saw this old lady. This old lady should be Mo Han’s mother.

“Gentlemen, may I ask if you are looking for Mo Han?” The matriarch asked.

“Who are you?” The bearded man looked at the matriarch up and down and waved his hand in front of the matriarch’s eyes to make sure that she was really blind.

The matriarch said nervously, “I’m Mo Han’s mother. Did he get into trouble again if he didn’t listen?”

Don’t be angry, gentlemen. My child was born to be reckless and stupid. If anything infuriates you, please spare us for the sake of our orphans and widows. ”

“Let you go? Black Bull has already robbed seven of my casinos in a row. Now, my casino business has plummeted. If I don’t get even with him this time, will I still be able to survive in Chaohui Manor in the future?”

Jiang Feng immediately lost interest when he heard Big Beard’s words. He thought that this fellow had some sort of shocking plot, but it turned out that it was for revenge.

Jiang Feng, who was hiding in the shadows, immediately appeared. He walked into the Mo Clan’s courtyard and said, “Alright, I’ll compensate you for the damage Black Bull has caused you.”

Hearing this, Big Beard immediately turned around. He looked up and down at Jiang Feng and asked, “Who are you? The losses caused to me by the Black Bull are not small. Are you sure you want to compensate me?”

Jiang Feng nodded. He took out a stack of money notes from the Universe Pure Cauldron and said, “Here are 50,000 Saint Yuan coins. I guess the Black Bull wouldn’t cause you such a big loss, right?”

“Impossible! Impossible! The Black Bull can only steal more than a thousand Saint Origin Coins from them.”

Mo Han’s blind old mother suddenly shouted. Her bent back straightened. At the same time, she reached out and lifted the mask on her face, revealing a young and beautiful face.

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded when he saw this, but right at this moment, Mo Han also ran out of the room.

“Brother, I don’t know why you want to help me pay my debts, but I really don’t owe them so much money. Why don’t you give them two thousand and I’ll forget about the rest?”

Jiang Feng couldn’t help but laugh when he saw this pair of weird mothers and sons. He nodded and said, “Anything is fine. Here’s the money. Take it and arrange it yourself.”

Jiang Feng handed the money to Mo Han, and Mother Mo took it first.

While Mother Mo was counting the money, the men under Big Beard had already surrounded Mother Mo and Mo Han.

Mother Mo looked at Big Beard and the others with fear on her face. Big Beard pulled out the broadsword from his back and said, “Hand over the money in your hands. Otherwise, Master Tiger will not be courting anyone with this broadsword in his hand …”