After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

Chapter 18, The Shy Big Boy

Silent all night.

The next day, Xiao Yu got up very early.

He stretched in the room, feeling a little guilty towards Bai Yan, but... sure enough, without Xiao Yan, he fell asleep quickly that night.

Xiao Yu patted his face to perk himself up, and just as he was relaxing, a quarrel broke out outside.

"Brother...how could you do this? Why?"

"Stop talking, no means no!"

As the words fell, a tall figure walked past the door on his own.

Peng!

The door slammed shut with a loud bang, making the doorframe tremble.

Did Tie Zhu and Tie Yanran have a fight?

Why do something so exciting so early in the morning?

Xiao Yu was puzzled. When he arrived at the door, he quietly opened it a crack and peeked out to see what was going on.

As luck would have it, the moment I peeked out, my eyes met a pair of pure and gentle eyes.

"Hmm... Good morning, Brother Yu!"

The owner of the eyes was taken aback at first, then came to her senses, and a slightly apologetic smile appeared on her fair face: "I'm sorry, was my voice too loud and disturbed you? I'm really sorry."

"No...it's nothing, I just woke up too." Xiao Yu's heart skipped a beat. This feeling of finding love around the corner almost made his hand tremble and he closed the door tightly in front of him.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and suppressed his subconscious movements; otherwise, he might have had something in common to talk about with Louis XVI underground.

Pulling open the door that had nearly severed his head, Xiao Yu straightened his clothes and saw the iron pillar standing outside the door.

Unlike last night, he was dressed very gently today. His petite body was covered by a bright green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). Ruqun came in many styles, with wide skirts that almost reached the ground. They narrowed at the waist, showing off his slender waist. The slightly wide cuffs hung down obediently, with a piece of white silk attached to the end of the sleeve, which was tied behind his arm.

It is still regrettable that her chest is very flat below her delicate collarbone.

Her jet-black hair was gathered up with a green hairpin and tied into a loose, slanted bun.

Just standing there, she exudes the gentle and graceful charm of a woman from Jiangnan.

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm... Brother Yu, would you like breakfast? I made it myself, and it's still warm. Mother and brother both praised my cooking skills!" She smiled at the stunned Xiao Yu.

Is this really a man?

Xiao Yu was puzzled, but he said calmly, "No need, I'm not hungry yet. Wasn't that Tie Yanran who just walked by? Did you two brothers have a fight?"

"It's not really that bad. We had a few minor disagreements. The main problem is that my brother doesn't want me to go to Shenji Peak to practice boxing. He says it's bad for customs. He's so stubborn. Sigh! It's really a headache."

He sighed, his delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Practicing boxing? Xiao Zhu, are you even a martial artist?"

"Mm." Tie Zhu nodded with a slight blush. "Um, Brother Yu, you don't need to call me Xiao Zhu. It sounds weird. Just call me by my courtesy name, Qing Yan."

"Ok!"

Calling him Iron Pillar would be even stranger!

Looking at the iron pillar, which was even more beautiful than a flower... Tie Qingyan, Xiao Yu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Moreover, a warrior?

What a huge contrast! It's one thing for someone to look like such a cute girl to be a guy, but to have such a petite body and be a martial artist?!

If someone were to punch you in the chest with their little fists, they'd probably smash your bones to pieces!

"Speaking of which, Qingyan, you are a martial artist, why don't you become a Qi cultivator like your brother? That way you can cultivate the Righteous Qi Technique."

Xiao Yu learned that the Iron Manor possessed a special cultivation technique called the Righteous Qi Technique. Practicing this technique allowed one to condense an extremely unique qi that could be transformed into sword qi, saber qi, and so on. It could also assist cultivators in their cultivation, providing a powerful boost to their abilities.

However, this cultivation method has many restrictions. In addition to being male, one must also have a sense of justice and act uprightly. The stronger one's sense of justice, the stronger and more omnipotent the condensed energy will be; otherwise, it will regress.

Xiao Yu had heard of this technique before; it seemed to belong to a powerful family and was likely closely related to the Iron Manor.

So why didn't Tie Qingyan learn such a good technique, instead choosing to practice a martial art that has nothing to do with her?

However, Tie Qingyan shook her head and quickly gave her answer, "No, I can't cultivate it. No matter how I try, it won't work. Maybe I'm not qualified."

His expression darkened for a moment, but he quickly recovered, and a kind and understanding smile returned to his face.

"However, my brother has cultivated very well, already reaching the seventh level. Everyone has their own expertise!"

My talent lies in martial arts; don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually already at the seventh level of martial arts.

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of his fair and tender arm, which he proudly waved in front of Xiao Yu.

Seven Realms of Martial Arts?

Holy crap, isn't that the Golden Body Realm?!

So strong?

Xiao Yu was almost speechless with shock, knowing that even he, who was supposed to be a protagonist, was only at the Embracing Simplicity Realm.

He's already a genius when he's away from home.

But on this Demon Gathering Island, even someone as simple as Liu Shicheng, who is only at the Golden Core Realm, would cause a sensation outside.

Tie Yanran appears to be around the Golden Core Realm, and now there's another young martial artist at the Golden Body Realm.

Monster!

Let no one live anymore.

Xiao Yu covered his head. He was greatly shocked. A seventh-realm martial artist and a Golden Core cultivator under the age of thirty...

However, he suddenly remembered what Tie Qingyan had said:

"Wait...you're practicing martial arts at Shenji Peak?"

"Yes! My boxing was taught by Brother Fan. He said I have great talent, but my punches aren't powerful enough."

Tie Qingyan nodded, looking troubled.

Practicing boxing with Brother Fan.

Remembering Fan Hai's boxing style where he would tear off his clothes at the drop of a hat, and then looking at Tie Qingyan in front of him.

The image is too horrible to contemplate.

Tie Qingyan seemed to have something else to do. He clapped his hands and said, "Alright, Brother Yu, I won't chat with you any longer. I have things to do. If you're not in a hurry to go out, you can go and talk to my brother. His room is next door."

After all, you haven't been back for so long, and we all miss you. Before I came, I saw him standing at your door, hesitating whether to knock. Don't let his appearance fool you, he's actually quite shy.

Xiao Yu nodded in agreement, but when he recalled Tie Yanran wearing a ferocious mask, he found it hard to imagine what that situation would be like.

Is he a shy young man? He couldn't help but smile.

Tie Qingyan left in a hurry. Afterwards, Xiao Yu tidied up his room. After all, he was staying at someone else's place, so he had to keep it clean.

After doing all this, he knocked on Tie Yanran's door.

"Brother Tie, are you there?"

A flurry of activity ensued, followed by a few minutes of calm before he finally opened the door.

"What...what's the matter?"

He was still wearing that menacing mask, but he had changed into a more casual outfit, which made him seem less intimidating and more approachable.

"There are some things I need to tell you. Thank you so much for taking me in last night."

After saying that, he peeked into the room and asked, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

After learning that Tie Yanran was a child he had taken care of when he was young, Xiao Yu was no longer afraid of him. Although he was still a little unfamiliar with him, it was much better than when they first met.

Upon hearing this, Tie Yanran seemed to wake from a dream, and he quickly stepped aside: "Please come in."

Upon entering the room, Xiao Yu found a chair and sat down. Looking around, he noticed that Tie Yanran's room had an unexpectedly girlish feel to it.

He noticed everything about the outfit, the bed curtains, and even a rag doll in the corner of the bed.

The face looked somewhat familiar, but Xiao Yu didn't think much of it and glanced at it before looking away.

Tie Yanran took a teacup, poured a full cup for Xiao Yu, and then sat down opposite Xiao Yu.

Chapter 19, Are all the genes in your family this incredible?

inside the room.

Tie Yanran picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, not filling it completely. Steam rose from the teapot, carrying a fragrant aroma that wafted toward Xiao Yu.

"Did you call me here because of Liu Shicheng? Do you want me to let him out?" he asked, his hoarse voice tinged with doubt.

Xiao Yu was taken aback, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he picked up the teacup and took a small sip. The tea seemed to melt in his mouth, carrying a refreshing sweetness, turning into a slightly cool stream of water that flowed down his throat, making his mind clear and serene.

Excellent tea, as expected of a wealthy family, much better than the tea he secretly smuggled from the room.

The tea made my thoughts feel lighter.

"Well, not really. Keeping that kid locked up in Sword Prison is good for everyone. But if you're willing to negotiate, it's not impossible to get him released."

"No."

Unsurprisingly, Tie Yanran gently shook her head and said righteously:

"My sense of justice will not allow me to do such a thing as bending the law for personal gain."

Then why are you asking?

Xiao Yu thought to himself, then said, "What about back at the restaurant earlier..."

"I...I'm only doing this for your sake. This is the first time, don't even think about doing it like last time."

His tone became flustered for a moment.