"Damn!"
The moment Yi Feng pushed open the door, he saw someone hanging himself and jumped in fright.
The man's eyes had rolled back, his feet kicking wildly. Seeing that disaster was imminent, Yi Feng hurriedly drew his longsword and swung it!
"Crack!"
"Thud!"
The hemp rope was severed, and the man fell to the ground.
Yi Feng hurried over to help him up and called out a few times.
"Brother? Brother?"
The portly middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, tears welling in them as he coughed.
"Cough, cough, cough... You... why did you have to save me..."
Hearing that the man had been trying to kill himself, Yi Feng suddenly did not know what to say.
Somehow, he even felt a faint, inexpressible envy.
Things had come to this, and as one of the Five Good Youth, he could only try to persuade him. After a round of inspirational chicken soup, the plainly dressed fat man finally sat up, sighed helplessly, and bowed.
"Thank you for your guidance, sir. But if there had been a way to survive, I would not have sought death."
Yi Feng looked utterly baffled at those words.
"What kind of trouble have you run into that you have to die?"
The fat man sighed again, struggled to his feet, and bowed.
"Thank you for saving me."
The two sat at a battered wooden table. As the fat man poured tea, he began speaking sorrowfully.
"Benefactor, my name is Bao Congxin. It is a long story..."
As Bao Congxin recounted his tale, Yi Feng gradually fell into a daze.
It turned out—
This burly brother Bao hailed from the Southern Li Heavenly Domain. He had once been a handsome Senior Disciple Brother, beloved by his junior brothers and sisters.
Unfortunately, good times did not last.