Ye Jing's Test!

He looked around, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Just then, a group of wealthy young men dressed in splendid clothes walked over from a distance. They held paper fans, talked and laughed loudly, and ignored the beggars on the street.

Suddenly, a fat, wealthy young man noticed Xiao Yue. He stopped and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh, this little girl is quite pretty." The rich young master stepped forward and reached out his greasy hand to pinch Xiao Yue's cheek.

Xiao Yue shrank back in terror, her eyes filled with fear.

Seeing Xiao Feng immediately shielded his younger sister behind him and glared angrily at the rich young master.

"Get away! Don't touch my sister!" Xiao Feng's voice, though childish, was full of determination.

The rich young master was intimidated by Xiao Feng's imposing manner and paused for a moment before his anger flared up.

He swung his fist and smashed it at Xiao Feng. Although Xiao Feng was thin, he was not afraid at all. He gritted his teeth and fought back with all his might.

"Bang!" Fists collided, and Xiao Feng was jolted back a few steps, but he did not back down. Instead, he charged at the rich young master with even greater anger.

The two began to fight, and the wealthy young men around them swarmed around, eager to join the fray.

Xiao Yue screamed in fright, clutching her brother's clothes tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

She wanted to rush over to help, but her brother stopped her with a look.

Xiao Feng knew that he had to protect his younger sister and prevent her from getting hurt in any way.

The sounds of their fight attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Some people pointed and whispered, some looked at the brother and sister with sympathy, while others turned away indifferently.

However, no one stepped forward to help.

Just then, a clear, melodious flute tune rang out.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe stepped out from the crowd, holding a long flute, his eyes gentle yet profound. He walked between Xiao Feng and the wealthy young master, and with a gentle flick of his sleeve, separated the two.

"Stop." The middle-aged man's voice was deep and powerful, as if it possessed a kind of magic, making people involuntarily obey his command.

Seeing someone interfering, the rich young master angrily shouted, "Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said neither servilely nor arrogantly, "I am a passerby. Seeing you fighting here, I wanted to mediate." He turned to Xiao Feng and Xiao Yue, "These two siblings are just pitiful people trying to make a living. Why are you being so aggressive?"

A Spiritual Qi flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. The rich young master, as if possessed, said nothing and led his men away in a dejected manner.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding pedestrians dispersed.

The middle-aged man walked up to Xiao Feng and Xiao Yue, squatted down, and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Xiao Feng shook his head gratefully and said, "Thank you, Uncle, for saving my life."

Xiao Yue, her eyes brimming with tears, looked at the middle-aged man and whispered, "Thank you, Uncle..."

The middle-aged man took a package from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Yue: "Here are some food and clothes for you to use first."

Xiao Yue took the package, opened it, and sure enough, there were fragrant steamed buns and several clean clothes inside. She was overjoyed and burst into tears. "Thank you, Uncle! Thank you, Uncle!"

Xiao Feng looked at the middle-aged man gratefully and said, "Uncle, my brother and I will never forget your great kindness. We will definitely repay your kindness if we ever succeed in the future!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me, I just did what I should do." He stood up and patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder, "You're a brave child. Protect your sister and don't let her get hurt."

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned and left, disappearing into the vast crowd.

Xiao Feng and Xiao Yue watched the middle-aged man's figure gradually disappear into the distance, their hearts filled with gratitude and respect.

The middle-aged man was none other than Ye Jing in disguise.

This brother and sister were two exceptionally talented individuals whom he valued.

However, Ye Jing still needs to assess their character before considering whether to accept them as apprentices!

For him, a disciple's character is far more important than his talent.

Even after Ye Jing disappeared into the crowd, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yue remained deeply grateful.

However, they did not realize that this mysterious middle-aged man was the turning point in their future fate.

A few days later, a richly dressed man approached them, claiming to be a wealthy man in the city named Zhao Fu.

He made an astonishing offer to Xiao Feng and Xiao Yue —he was willing to adopt one of them, provide them with a comfortable life, and free them from the suffering of begging.

Xiao Yue held Xiao Feng's hand tightly, her eyes filled with dependence and reluctance.

She knew that if they were separated, they would never be able to depend on each other again.

Xiao Feng frowned. He knew this was an opportunity to change his fate, but he was even more unwilling to see his sister get hurt in any way.

"Brother, I don't want to leave you," Xiao Yue said, her voice trembling with tears.

Xiao Feng gently stroked Xiao Yue's head and said tenderly, "Xiao Yue, your brother doesn't want to leave you either. But if we can have a better life, maybe we can work together and reunite someday."

Xiao Yue shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. "No, I don't want to be separated. I'd rather beg forever than be separated from you."

Seeing the deep affection between the brother and sister, Zhao Fu was also deeply moved.

But he knew his task wasn't finished. He took a deep breath and spoke again, "Xiao Feng, Xiao Yue, do you know? This world is cruel. Sometimes, we have to make choices. I can give you one of you a chance to have a better life. But this choice must be made by yourselves."

Xiao Feng was silent for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Zhao Fu firmly. "Mr. Zhao, I understand what you mean. However, I cannot sacrifice my sister's happiness for my own future. If only one person can be adopted, I hope it is Xiao Yue."

Hearing this, Xiao Yue gripped Xiao Feng's hand even tighter, crying, "Brother, no! I can't live without you!"

"Hurry up, I'll give you one last incense stick's worth of time to consider. If you exceed that time, then I won't adopt either of you!" the tycoon continued.

Hearing Zhao Fu's words, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yue's faces turned even paler. They knew this was a difficult choice, and a cruel reality. Xiao Feng held Xiao Yue's hand tightly, as if trying to pass on all his courage and strength to her.

"Xiao Yue, listen to me." Xiao Feng's voice trembled slightly, but it was unusually firm. "You must go to Mr. Zhao's house. There's good food and warm clothes there, and you can go to school like other children. Your brother can't be so selfish, only thinking about his own future."

Xiao Yue shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls. "Brother, I don't want it! Without you, I don't want anything!"