After all, in Saint Lord Taichu's view, he had always believed this.
Saving a life was worth more than building a seven-story pagoda.
If someone always stood by and watched, or remained utterly indifferent,
then, frankly speaking, that person would never come to a good end.
So, in Saint Lord Taichu's heart, he had always felt that
everyone was out here just trying to earn enough for a full meal, and the hardships they endured behind the scenes were far greater than anyone could imagine.
So if he could help, he would help. Whenever these candied hawkers, roast chicken sellers, roast duck sellers, noodle vendors, or flatbread sellers were bullied by bad people, the first person they thought of was not the guards.
They came to Saint Lord Taichu to seek justice for them, because deep down, they believed that Saint Lord Taichu was someone who
was exceptionally righteous, both inside and out.
"From now on, whenever you come to my shop to eat, Saint Lord Taichu, I won't charge you a single coin. Eat as much as you want. If I take your money, then I'm a dog!"
At those words, the ordinary people around them immediately looked helpless. One of them smiled and said, "I'm not saying we shouldn't know how to repay kindness when doing business, Boss."
"But there's no need to go this far, right? You need to understand something."
"If I ever get into trouble in the future, I hope you won't stand by and do nothing either. Help when it's time to help. After all, that's how the world works—one more friend means one more path."
Saint Lord Taichu's words had struck straight into many people's hearts.
After Ye Wenjun returned home, he felt humiliated by all the humiliation he had suffered that morning.