System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests

Chapter 171 - 118: Miss Tie (Part 2)

"If I tell you my identity, can you promise me one thing?"

"Oh?"

Chu Qing laughed:

"You followed me to the back mountain just to make me promise you this thing?"

"That’s right."

The girl nodded without hesitation, her face full of sincerity.

"Alright, I promise you."

Chu Qing said:

"Now tell me, what’s your name and why are you disguised as a man."

"Then listen up, my name is Tie Chuming!

"The daughter of the Grand Hall Master of Iron Blood Hall, Tie Lingyun, the young mistress of Iron Blood Hall."

Tie Chuming stood proudly, looking at Chu Qing:

"What I want you to promise is simple: stop working for Luochun Manor.

"There are no good people in Luochun Manor; come and help my Iron Blood Hall instead!

"Whatever Wen Fusheng promised you, or plans to give you, my Iron Blood Hall will offer even more!

"We won’t treat you unfairly, how about that!?"

"..."

This answer left Chu Qing somewhat unexpected.

So this is the girl Cheng Tieshan wanted to matchmake for me at the time?

But he didn’t expect that the young mistress of Iron Blood Hall could be so audacious...

What kind of young mistress is this? This is a tigress, isn’t it?

He previously thought she had some wit.

Chu Qing scrutinized Tie Chuming from head to toe, his brows furrowing tighter.

"Why aren’t you speaking?"

Tie Chuming saw that Chu Qing remained silent, only frowning at her and didn’t understand why.

But after thinking for a moment, she suddenly realized:

"You... you’re not planning to go back on your word, are you?

"You’ve already promised me."

Chu Qing chuckled:

"It seems that the Grand Hall Master has protected you very well...Thus, Tie Lingyun doesn’t know that you disguised as a man and came to Luochun Manor?"

"How did you know?"

Tie Chuming was surprised.

"If he knew, he would never let you do something so reckless."

Chu Qing slightly shook his head.

"You can’t blame me, he clearly promised to take me along, but suddenly changed plans to pick up Uncle Cheng.

"He broke his promise first, so why can’t I come here to have some fun?"

When Tie Chuming said this, she had a justified tone.

Chu Qing laughed.

This is a true young mistress unfamiliar with the ways of the world.

Different from Wu Qianhuan and Gentle.

Wu Qianhuan is pure but not naive, her martial arts and schemes are beyond her age.

Gentle is naturally unique, with a temperament unlike most women.

But this one, obviously spoiled by Tie Lingyun, a cherished jewel kept under his protection.

Even if she has heard of the dangers of the Martial World, for her, it’s nothing more than words on paper.

With a slight disagreement, she’s willing to take risks.

Even if severely injured, she didn’t feel the true peril of human scheming.

Simply put, she’s spoiled.

But this kind of girl is not unpleasant.

Chu Qing’s smile carried an implicit danger, and as Tie Chuming saw the smile on his face, she felt as if she might have done something wrong...

Yet she still forced herself to speak:

"You... you won’t really go back on your word, right?

"People who break their promises... aren’t good at all?"

"Yet I wonder, where did Miss Tie misunderstand that I’m a good person?"

Chu Qing chuckled softly:

"If I use you as a hostage to make the Grand Hall Master hand over Iron Blood Hall, or trade his life for your safety,

"Do you think he would agree?"

Tie Chuming’s face changed drastically:

"You... you, how dare you?"

"At worst, I use the fact that I saved your life as leverage to make him marry you to me,

"Would he agree?"

"...He would."

This time Tie Chuming answered without any hesitation:

"He has long wanted me to get married. Now that you’ve saved my life, if he uses that as a reason, he’ll definitely agree.

"But don’t even think about it, I will never marry you.

"I’ll ask you one last time, are you really going to keep your word or not?"

"Let me give the young lady a lesson today... so she understands the treacherous nature of people."

Chu Qing spread his hands:

"You said I promised you, but with no evidence, do you have any proof?"

"..."

Tie Chuming widened her eyes, unable to believe that someone could speak with such feigned ignorance with such clarity.

"But you clearly just..."

Tie Chuming pointed at Chu Qing.

However, Chu Qing merely laughed and said:

"Without evidence, Miss Tie should better not speak recklessly.

"It would only invite ridicule if spread around.

"And according to Miss Tie’s statement, I could just as easily say that your father, Tie Lingyun, had long promised to make me the next Grand Hall Master of Iron Blood Hall.

"Now that he refuses to step down, isn’t that... breaking his word?"

"Nonsense, when did my father ever say such a thing?"

"How do you know he didn’t say it? All it takes is my word, and if he doesn’t agree, he’s breaking his word."

"...I, I, I’ll fight you!!"

This time, Tie Chuming truly understood the treacherous nature of people. With a leap, she jumped from the bed and lunged toward Chu Qing.

Chu Qing remained still, a gust of Gang Wind suddenly scattered.

His palm hadn’t moved, but the force arose, and with a burst of wind, Tie Chuming was pushed back onto the bed by this force.

Already injured, she felt pain throughout her entire body with this jolt.

Though naive, even a bit foolish,

she was stubborn, unyielding in her decisions, akin to an unmovable force.

Now wanting to fight to the death with Chu Qing, regardless of the unbearable pain, she tried to get up to confront him.

But as she lifted her head, she saw that the Chu Qing who was sitting at the table was now standing at the bedside.

A flick of his finger, the wind from his finger swept in.

Tie Chuming attempted to slap away Chu Qing’s hand, but before she could get close, she was already pushed away by a surge of True Qi.

Ultimately, she was helplessly sealed by Chu Qing in several acupoints on her body, her Inner Strength stopped working, leaving her to sit there obediently, her eyes wide as she stared at Chu Qing.

In her gaze, there was also a faint trace of fear.

Things were completely different from what she imagined...She thought that as the young mistress of Iron Blood Hall, she was showing sincerity by approaching Chu Qing.

She assumed that even if Chu Qing disagreed, he would not disrespect her.

But she didn’t expect, once her identity was exposed... the situation would suddenly turn dire!

The next moment, Chu Qing suddenly grasped her chin.

As Chu Qing slowly approached, Tie Chuming’s pupils were filled with fear:

"You, you don’t come any closer..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pinned onto the bed by Chu Qing.

Tie Chuming’s fear nearly turned into despair...

Yet at this moment, Chu Qing released her, smiling with a hint of ridicule:

"Rest assured, Miss Tie, your somewhat meager figure doesn’t yet pique my interest."

Saying this, he pulled the quilt over her:

"Since you’re injured, just lie down properly, don’t move about, lest your wounds reopen."

Tie Chuming froze for a moment, feeling the fear receding like the tide.

Seeing the quilt covering her, she inexplicably felt a touch of warmth and bit her lip:

"You... you sealed my acupoints to prevent me from hurting myself?"

"Not only naive, but also sentimental."

Chu Qing sighed:

"In your situation, if you encounter someone with malicious intent, you might truly be finished.

"Rest assured, preventing you from harming yourself is mainly to ensure you don’t do anything reckless, so that we can sell you at a good price to Tie Lingyun later on.

"So there’s no need to be inexplicably moved by such minor favors...it’s not worth it, huh."

"...You, you are simply a scoundrel!!!"

The feeling of being moved disappeared instantly, and Tie Chuming swore she had never been so annoyed with a person in her life.

Chu Qing smiled nonchalantly, just then footsteps were heard from outside the door.

Then, he heard the maid outside say:

"Young Master, the Young Mistress is here."

"Let her in quickly."

With a creak, the door opened.

Gentle sniffed the air:

"There’s the scent of a woman."

Chu Qing pointed to the bed:

"Here she is, Tie Lingyun’s daughter, how about we conspire to sell her?"

"Huh?"

Gentle’s voice was filled with doubt, though it didn’t show on her face.

She turned her head to look at Tie Chuming:

"So it’s Miss Tie."

Then..... Gentle gave her a not-so-gentle smile.