After coming down the mountain, the group called a car, planning to go back to the Four Courtyard to change clothes first, and then head to Anping Temple.

As for the eighteen Martial Monks, they returned to the temple first.

On the way, the little girl asked the driver to stop at a 24-hour store. Shortly after going inside, she came out carrying a set of knives.

"Why did you buy knives?" Xiao Feng was a bit puzzled.

"It's a gift for the neighbor lady. I promised her when we left that I wouldn't let her watch over our courtyard for free," the little girl said matter-of-factly.

Seated at the front, Zhao Guo'an felt uncomfortable. It seemed the little girl's unkindness was solely on him, while she was generous to others, even remembering the promise made to bring a gift for the neighbor lady.

Xiao Feng smiled contently, agreeing with the little girl's approach.

Due to his upbringing, Xiao Feng never felt that anything should be taken for granted, so he particularly cherished the kindness given by others.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the kindness is genuine and without a sense of gain.

And the warm-hearted neighbor lady clearly belonged to this category, spending a few hundred yuan on a set of tools for her was hardly a loss.

Although Xiao Feng never liked spending money normally, he was never stingy when it was necessary.

The vehicle stopped in front of the Four Courtyard and as soon as everyone got off, the neighbor lady who previously mistook them for delivery company staff popped her head out.

"Lady!"

The little girl flashed a sweet smile, waving in greeting.

The lady came over, as enthusiastic as ever, saying, "You're back! I've been guarding at the door these past few days when I wasn't occupied, no one snuck into your courtyard."

"Thank you for your hard work, lady."

As she spoke, the little girl handed over the set of knives she bought from the convenience store: "Here's a gift for you, thank you for watching over our courtyard these past two days."

"Oh, how can I accept this," the lady promptly declined: "I helped you not for this, please take it back."

"Oh come on, lady, just keep it," the little girl insisted, stuffing the knives into the lady's hand, "We might need to trouble you again in the future, can't let you work for nothing, right?"

Seeing the little girl's firm attitude, the lady slapped her thigh and said, "Fine, I'll keep it, if you need anything, just let the lady know."

"Alright," the little girl responded.

As Xiao Feng and others entered the Four Courtyard, they clearly saw that the furniture inside had been moved.

Zhao Guo'an glanced at the little girl, shook his head and tutted, "Seems your set of knives was given for nothing, the lady didn't accomplish much."

"What do you mean by given for nothing?" the little girl retorted, "Take hospitals for example, if you go for surgery and it fails, will they refund you?"

"What kind of analogy is that?"

"A proper analogy," the little girl argued confidently, "At least the lady put in effort, getting a gift is warranted, and as for the result, that's beyond her control."

Xiao Feng waved his hand to interrupt their bickering: "Enough, instead of arguing, why not quickly tidy up, change clothes, and get ready to go out."

"Hmph!"

The little girl snorted angrily and pulled Lu Yao and Lin Jiaxuan out of the room.

Half an hour later, after showering and changing clothes, the group gathered in the courtyard, looking refreshed.

Although everyone knew that showering didn't have any substantial effect, it still made them feel much lighter.

The little girl rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white arms, and then leaned towards Xiao Feng: "Xiao Feng brother, do I smell nice?"

"Pull down your sleeves, don't you feel cold?" Xiao Feng scolded sternly.

If they were alone, Xiao Feng wouldn't mind joking with the little girl, but with so many people present, he needed to consider the impact.

"Okay." The little girl obediently nodded and walked back to Lu Yao.

The group set off with a new look, heading straight for Anping Temple.

However, upon arriving at the temple gate by taxi, Xiao Feng and the others were somewhat surprised by the scene before them.

Most of the vehicles parked in the temple's parking lot were luxury cars, with none priced below millions.

Moreover, the license plates were as impressive as 666, 888, and 000, making them hard to stand out.

This led people to wonder if they had come to a temple or a high-end club.

"Is this a luxury car exhibition?" Uncle Jiu joked half-heartedly.

At this moment, the parking lot was already surrounded by onlookers, most of whom were taking photos and videos.

After all, Jiuyou Town wasn't one of those first-tier cities like Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, or Shenzhen, so seeing so many luxury cars gathered at once was undeniably visually striking.

Some even wanted to climb over the fence to take close-up photos with the cars, but were stopped by the security guard in the booth.

"What's going on here?"

For a moment, Xiao Feng couldn't quite figure out the situation.

Could it really be as Uncle Jiu said, a car exhibition was being held here?

"Haha!"

The little girl suddenly covered her mouth, laughing, and pulled on Xiao Feng's sleeve, pointing at a blue-painted business car: "Xiao Feng brother, look at that car's license plate."

"912B?"

Reading the license plate, Xiao Feng was taken aback, curious about what kind of person would have such a license plate.

At that moment, a man in a black suit wearing sunglasses walked to the booth and slipped something into the security guard's pocket.

The security guard's stern face immediately turned into a smiling one with wrinkles, and he respectfully let the man in the suit inside.

Once inside, the man in the suit headed straight for the owner of a car that had just been parked.

The car was a Haval sedan, with the top model priced around just a bit over ten thousand.

The car itself wasn't worth much attention, but amidst a sea of luxury cars, it certainly stood out.

Like a common hen among phoenixes, no matter how much it flaps its wings, it couldn't fit in with the surrounding phoenixes.

"Sir, could you move your car, please?" the man in the suit asked politely.

The Haval owner puffed up his stomach, curled his mouth, tilted his head, and stiffly said: "First come, first served, I came first, so it's mine, why should I…"

Before he could finish speaking, the man in the suit took something out of his pocket and slammed it onto the hood.

"Bang!"

The Haval owner immediately fell silent because on the hood lay a bundle of hundred-yuan bills.

No need to count, it was exactly ten thousand.

"Sir, could you please vacate the parking spot?" the man in the suit asked again, still very politely.

The Haval owner was completely stunned, wondering if he was dreaming.

Ten thousand just to vacate a parking spot?

"Bang!"

Another familiar sound, the Haval owner turned his head and saw another bundle of hundred-yuan bills appear on the hood.

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