I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 346: 347 Business Boasting

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Girls’ thoughts are so hard to understand; there’s something off about Yang Huan.

Why invite such a good-looking cultivator over for no reason? They don’t even seem like a couple, and besides, showing off PDA in front of others is not something anyone with a bit of sense would do.

What’s with this ghostly request to help steady oneself?

If one needed steadying, they should seek out a girl, so what’s the purpose of having a pretty boy lend a hand?

It’s really quite baffling.

“Uh… no need.”

Li Xiaobai awkwardly declined Zhang Xiuning’s kind offer, starting to feel like sending him away.

However, Yang Huan interpreted the cultivator’s reaction as shyness, absolutely shyness—his coyness was too adorable. He hadn’t expected such a tender and gentle side from the cultivator.

After analyzing the situation, Yang Huan’s efforts became even more aggressive,

Winking at Zhang Xiuning, who immediately understood and, with a flushed face and excited eyes, clung onto Li Xiaobai’s body.

“Great cultivator, you must be fatigued from the journey; how about I give you a massage?”

Li Xiaobai shuddered all over, the cringe-worthy tone giving him goosebumps, and this young man was now gazing at him with seductive eyes full of anticipation, making his hair stand on end.

“Damn it, back off, I’m so done with you!”

Zhang Xiuning’s behavior truly chilled Li Xiaobai to the bone, so without a second thought, he gave him a fierce kick.

Zhang Xiuning was dumbfounded—what just happened? Why did the great cultivator hit him? Wasn’t it agreed that the cultivator liked fresh meat like him?

“Mercy, I beg for mercy, my lord! It’s my fault; I shouldn’t have offended you!”

The young man immediately kneeled and begged for forgiveness. Although Li Xiaobai had no cultivation and his hits didn’t really hurt, the man was a prominent cultivator, after all!

“Hmm, you’re a bit too much; hurry up and be gone. Don’t cause any more trouble here!”

Li Xiaobai said with a dark expression.

“Yes, yes, my lord, I’ll vanish right now!”

Zhang Xiuning turned pale with fright and ran off as fast as he could, fearing that the cultivator would execute him on the spot.

“Miss Yang, what’s the meaning of this?”

Li Xiaobai turned and asked Yang Huan, who stood nearby.

Yang Huan couldn’t help but giggle and said, “Stop pretending, my lord. I’ve figured it all out. This sort of thing is quite common on the borders; you can relax, I’ll make sure everything is arranged perfectly for you.”

That scene just now made her even more certain that the cultivator favored same-sex relationships.

Those punches and kicks clearly lacked any real strength—it was obvious that he was just putting on a show, deep down he still liked that young man and couldn’t bring himself to hurt him.

If he was truly angry, one punch would have sent the other to the Western Paradise already.

Yet Li Xiaobai looked even more confused: “What do you mean? What have you figured out?”

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“You know, that thing. City Lord Cai Kunxu from the Fourth Battlefield is like you. We’re pretty open-minded here; nobody will talk behind your back!”

“Moreover, now I’m responsible for taking care of all your needs, so naturally, I’ll take care of everything. Rest assured, my lord, I won’t talk recklessly.”

Yang Huan spoke with a smile as radiant as flowers.

“For crying out loud…”

Li Xiaobai’s face darkened like a slab of iron. Am I like Cai Kunxu?

That guy is a bona fide hermaphrodite. Which wire in Yang Huan’s head got crossed for her to think that I like men?

Looking at the woman before him, who thought she had seen through everything and was smirking, Li Xiaobai, expressionless, promptly tossed her out.

“I don’t like men, I like women!”

“You’re dismissed for today; I’ll just take a walk by myself!”

After saying that, Li Xiaobai didn’t look back as he left. This woman was somewhat terrifying; she had actually come up with the idea of using a gay man to disgust him—what had he ever done to offend her?

Just thinking about that smile made him feel shivers down his spine!

Yang Huan watched Li Xiaobai’s retreating figure, her smile growing even deeper.

The actions of the big boss were clearly those of someone feeling guilty and shy. He probably wanted to be alone with that tasty morsel but felt too embarrassed to do so in her presence, so he had no choice but to give up on the idea.

Indeed, it was her own oversight for not considering that the boss could feel bashful. Next time, she would find a few more tasty morsels to leave the boss alone with them.

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A hint of smugness flashed in Yang Huan’s eyes as she turned and left. She had many things to prepare if she wanted to tear down the boss’s facade and enter his heart.

…

Outside the city gates.

Cultivators passed by in twos and threes, orderly and autonomously going to report to Song Que and register.

To manage the guards to this extent, Song Que was really unprecedented.

Moreover, Li Xiaobai found that all the wanted posters about him near the ancient city wall by the gate had been torn down. This must have been the work of the other party.

The old man was not bad after all; he was quite considerate of him.

Waiting silently on the side, most cultivators gathered in a few battlefields, with only a few that needed help or had special circumstances returning to Holy City to rest.

Therefore, there were not many cultivators at the city gates, and after a short wait, the gates returned to their deserted state.

Li Xiaobai strolled up, cupping his fist in the other hand towards Song Que.

“Elder Song, this junior has come to see you.”

Song Que turned his head to look at Li Xiaobai, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

“On the path of cultivation, the strong lead the way; strength determines seniority. Young Master Li’s strength is comparable to that of this old man, no need for such formalities.”

“Elder is truly a boss; at a glance, you saw that my strength is nearly invincible. Compared with Elder, the cultivators in the city are like fireflies against the bright moon!”

Li Xiaobai was in high spirits; after being here for so long, he finally met someone who could truly recognize his strength.

The Heavenly Blade is indeed worthy of its name; just this discerning ability alone outstrips both City Lords put together.

“The people inside the city are all trash, not even qualified to gaze upon the path of the unbeatable from a distance. How could they recognize someone who walks that path?”

Song Que scoffed, his expression filled with contempt as if the two City Lords in the battlefields of Holy City were nothing but ants in his eyes.

“Indeed, cultivators like us on the path of the unbeatable are so lonely. It’s bitterly cold at the top, not even someone to speak to as an equal—it’s truly a pity!”

Li Xiaobai shook his head with a sigh.

“Cold at the height—a well-spoken truth. Loneliness on the path of the unbeatable is like snow. You, Young Master Li, truly understand me!”

Song Que burst out laughing and, with a flip of his wrist, took out a jar.

In an instant, the fragrance of wine pervaded the city gate.

“Come, have a drink. This is fierce liquor snatched from the Southern Ming Kingdom of Women. Saying it’s the finest on the Immortal Spirit Continent wouldn’t be exaggerating!”

The winemaking technique of the Kingdom of Women was unparalleled in the Immortal Spirit Continent. If an ordinary cultivator drank this spiritual liquor, it could even lead to an instant breakthrough in their realm.

“Great! It’s rare to meet a fellow traveler on the path of the unbeatable. A perfect match indeed—let’s drink to it!”

Li Xiaobai also laughed heartily, lifting a bowl of wine and gulping it down; the fiery sensation in his mouth contrasted with the warm, invigorated feeling spreading through his Dantian and limbs.

If any outsider were here at this moment, they would undoubtedly be stunned into speechlessness.

And the reason was simple—these two were incredibly good at talking big!

Blowing one’s own trumpet to this extent could well be considered the pinnacle of the art, right?