ghts. He turned to see a rich, spoiled boy berating a beggar, occasionally kicking him. Despite the abuse, the beggar did not make a sound; he just gritted his teeth and clung protectively to a wooden tablet, while behind him lay a corpse covered in cloth. Seeing this scene, Chen Wenzhong tugged on the sleeve of the bodyguard accompanying him (Clan Leader Chen Zhan had sent a trusted guard to protect his son while he was out). "Young Master, what are your orders?" The guard asked seriously, bowing his head. "['Go stop that fool. I want to see what's happening with that beggar.']" Chen Wenzhong wrote on a piece of paper and showed it to the guard. "Yes!" The guard nodded and approached the spoiled boy. "Hey! You can't just ignore me! I told you to get lost!" The spoiled boy, Lu Guan, a distant relative of the Lu family of Tianwu City, had just been rejected by a girl and decided to vent his frustration on the beggar. However, as he was about to kick the beggar again, a hand grabbed his shoulder, squeezing it tighter and tighter. "Ahhh! My shoulder!" Despite having some minor martial arts skills, Lu Guan struggled free from the grip, clutching his almost-crushed shoulder and wailing. The Chen family guard crossed his arms and coldly stared at the teary-eyed, snot-nosed Lu Guan. "Who are you? How dare you hurt me! Don't you know I'm from the Lu family? Do you have a death wish?" Lu Guan screamed irrationally. The Chen family guard, uninterested in engaging with this fool, continued to glare at him coldly. Feeling a chill from the guard's gaze and instinctively glancing at the beggar, Lu Guan noticed Chen Wenzhong writing something. "[Why are you begging here?]" Barely able to read, the beggar saw the words and weakly responded, "Fo—for... my mother's... burial." "[How much do you need?]" "N—Not much... just five silver coins." The beggar's eyes filled with a glimmer of hope and longing. Chen Wenzhong took out thirty silver coins from his pocket and placed them in the beggar's broken bowl. "This is... too much, Young Master! I don't need so much, please take some back." Seeing so much silver for the first time, the beggar hurriedly knelt and pleaded for Chen Wenzhong to take back the excess. "[What is your name?]" "Young Master, my name is Anxi." "[Anxi, keep the extra money for yourself. Use it to arrange your future life.]" After reading Chen Wenzhong's words, Anxi, with tears in his eyes, bowed his head to the ground and shouted, "Young Master! I will definitely repay your kindness!" Chen Wenzhong nodded and turned to stand by the Chen family guard. "[Beat him up so he can't come back and bother the beggar for a while!]" Seeing Lu Guan's actions, Chen Wenzhong realized the beggar would surely be in trouble after he left, so taking preventive measure