"..."
Several burly men escorting the goods pointed at Yi Chunjun and laughed loudly, their vulgar and obscene words clearly audible.
"...Look at that male prostitute, he's even more handsome than a woman. If you sleep with him, you'll have lived a very fulfilling life."
"Damn it, just looking at him makes me angry, ugh... the feeling he evokes..."
Then came another burst of lewd laughter, even louder than before.
Tuoba Yuanxun's face changed color, his eyes blazed with anger, and he was about to go over and teach them a lesson when Yi Chunjun stopped him with a smile.
He smiled at the burly man who had just spoken, and the group of men were stunned, staring at him.
Yi Chunjun slightly raised his hand, and the burly man let out a terrible scream, clutching his mouth tightly with both hands, blood gushing from between his fingers. He rolled on the ground several times, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with a few front teeth and a small pebble.
Yi Chunjun still smiled beautifully, but his eyes were filled with a chilling coldness. He asked with a smile, "How do I taste? Sweet?"
The other burly men, enraged, grabbed their weapons. Yi Chunjun sneered, "You all want a taste too?"
One sentence silenced the few burly men. Although they all gestured wildly, none of them dared to take the lead and charge forward.
Yi Chunjun took Yuan Qi'er's hand and said, "Let's go, you're tired."
The burly men had just breathed a sigh of relief and were preparing to curse them a few more times after they left when, before they could even exhale completely, Yi Chunjun turned his head slightly, flicked his light blue sleeve, and suddenly unleashed a powerful burst of internal force that swept up the three-foot-square stone that was serving as a stone table at their feet, and smashed it onto the pile of firewood that was being prepared for a fire, crushing the dry firewood to a pulp.
Everyone present fell silent, staring blankly as he leisurely walked into the room.
After closing the door, Yuan'er took off her veil; it was too hot to wear and it hindered her vision. She looked at Yi Chunjun and smiled, "Why are you so angry?"
Yi Chunjun lay half-reclined on the bed, also looking at her. "It's mainly because those people are too ugly. It would be fine if they were better looking."
She glanced at him, walked to the table, looked at the teapot, shook her head; it was a bit dirty and unusable.
"I'll make you a human skin mask tonight, so you don't have to wear a hat." His eyes followed her the whole time.
Yuan'er turned to look at him and nodded. "Wearing a hat is inconvenient and makes it hard to see."
Yi Chunjun sat up straight. "That hat is awful; I can't even see your eyes anymore," he said with a faint smile. Xiao Yuan's heart skipped a beat. If she didn't know he liked men, this tone... would really puzzle her.
Dinner was served separately to each person in their room by the waiter, but Yan Minyu insisted on squeezing in to eat with Yi Chunjun.
"You guys think..." Tuoba Yuanxun took a bite of food, a mischievous grin on his face, "Won't Senior Brother Pei and Juyuan do *that* when they're together at night?"
Yuan'er's hand trembled slightly, and the vegetables she was holding with her chopsticks almost fell.
"No, no," Yan Minyu said confidently. "Senior Brother Pei is a gentleman."
"A gentleman?" Tuoba Yuanxun scoffed. "If a normal man sleeps next to a beautiful woman who will become his wife and still acts like a gentleman, then there's something wrong with his body."
Yi Chunjun chuckled and patted Yuanxun on the shoulder.
Encouraged, Tuoba Yuanxun became even more talkative. "Just now, Senior Brother Yi said they were a wolf and a lamb," he said, recalling the way Xiao Juyuan looked at Senior Brother Pei, which was just as striking as how his senior sister looked at Senior Brother Yi. "It's really hard to say who the lamb and who the wolf are."
"They used to learn martial arts together and lived in a remote bamboo forest. Could it be that they've already... you know... you know?" Yan Minyu said with a slightly flushed face, lowering her voice unconsciously.
“No, Xiao Juyuan is still a virgin.” Yi Chunjun couldn’t help but laugh, his tone certain.
"How do you know?" Tuoba Yuanxun asked skeptically.
Yi Chunjun smiled innocently, "Because I can smell the scent of a virgin on her."
Tuoba Yuanxun grinned at him, "You should just continue liking your Senior Brother Pei. If you like women, then you're a complete lecher."
Chapter 18 of "The Smile of a Flower": The Fragrance of a Young Girl
Yuan'er sat quietly in the chair, watching Yi Chunjun meditate on the bed, not daring to disturb him. Regardless of what kind of person he was, he was diligent and meticulous in his martial arts training.
True energy flowed through his body, giving his face a serene and benevolent appearance. No wonder his senior sister always touched his face; he was truly beautiful, his eyes radiating a captivating light.
She was taken aback. As he entered into a state of supreme meditation, a deep blue color, like the sea, gathered in his palm as he turned it up!
She was a little scared. Could it be that her inner energy was stuck there?
He closed his eyes and smiled slightly, took a deep breath, ended his internal energy cultivation, and the blue color in his palm disappeared.
"What's wrong?" He opened his eyes and saw her looking at him anxiously.
"Are you alright? Your palms have turned blue!"
He smiled again, a certain emotion flashing in his eyes, "That's a sign that my internal energy cultivation has reached its peak. Senior Brother Pei also has it, but his and his master's palms turn red, unlike ours which are so obvious."
Yuan'er was puzzled, "How can internal martial arts from the same school be different?"
"Master Zhu is a calm and reserved person. His master passed down his internal energy as pure and profound. My master is unrestrained and free-spirited, so his internal energy is fierce and powerful."
Yuan'er nodded. No wonder his internal strength was more ferocious and domineering than Pei Junwu's.
"Where are we going to sleep tonight?" Yi Chunjun smiled mischievously again. The "upper room" only had one large bed.
Yuan'er glanced at him and said, "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."
"How could I possibly accept that?" She said she was sorry, but she had already laid down without any hesitation.
Yuan'er rolled her eyes at him and said sarcastically, "Of course! You taught me kung fu and made me a human skin mask. I'm so grateful. How could I not let you sleep with me?"