Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

The next day. The morning air was slightly cool, and a gentle breeze blew through the narrow window onto Li Suyin's tired face. She was still half asleep when Yan Ruchen grabbed her collar and pushed her toward the door. Although his movements were rough, his tone was gentle, "Miss Li, I'm sorry to bother you."

Li Suyin said "You're welcome" with a stiff neck, and walked out of the room with heavy steps. She was not given a bed to sleep on that night, not even a mat on the floor. She was made to sleep leaning against the eight-immortal table all night, and in the morning she was asked to lie to her own father.

Li Suyin gritted her teeth secretly. If it weren't for Yan Ruchen's majesty, she would have died together with Guan Shanyu.

Guan Shanyu was watching Li Suyin through the window, watching her walk stiffly down the corridor. Soon, she called over Li Xiuqi. The two exchanged a few words in the corridor before Li Xiuqi, enraged, slammed the table, grabbed his sword, and hurried away.

Seeing this, Guan Shanyu quickly turned around and nodded to Jin Yu and Gu Yu behind him. The two immediately understood and whispered to Yan Ruchen and Guan Shanyu: "Leave this matter to us." Then they immediately climbed out the back window and left.

Guan Shanyu watched them leave, exhaled softly, and was about to help Yan Ruchen pack his luggage, but unexpectedly, when he turned around, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Yan Ruchen. Yan Ruchen's face was solemn, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Besides the effects of Zixiao's secret technique you mentioned, does it have other effects?"

Guan Shanyu was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and replied: "Probably, it's gone."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen released his hand, tilted his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "Then you stay here for now. I have Wang Tianyang under control, he can't escape. If Li Suyin dares to play tricks, you keep an eye on her until dusk. I will be back by dusk at the latest."

Guan Shanyu was surprised: "Evening? So soon, I thought you'd be gone for at least two or three days."

Yan Ruchen nodded and said, "Quick battle, quick decision."

Guan Shanyu suddenly realized what was going on. He was the protagonist, after all, so how could he drag his feet? Only a loser like him would go for two or three days. So he simply nodded and added, "Remember to bring the handkerchief Si Hongyin gave Song Ziye, as well as the spiritual realm used by the female disciples when they accuse her, and especially..."

"You must use the spiritual realm to record the video." Yan Ruchen answered before he did. "Don't worry, I remember."

Guan Shanyu smiled and said without further ado, "Be careful on your journey. I'll be waiting here for you to come back."

Yan Ruchen nodded in response, his gaze lingering on Guan Shanyu. Seeing the light of day, he assumed Li Xiuqi had spread the news throughout the sect, so he didn't delay any longer. He once again urged Guan Shanyu to be careful, then swiftly climbed through the window, disappeared from Yuchen Palace, and headed straight for Tianxuan Mountain.

After going out, Yan Ruchen deliberately avoided the crowded main roads and walked quickly along the quiet paths.

Although he met several disciples of the immortal sect on the way, Yan Ruchen was now able to become invisible or block his breath, so even when flying in broad daylight, he was as difficult to detect as a ghost.

These are also abilities that he has not revealed to others.

After successfully arriving at Tianxuan Mountain, Yan Ruchen did not go directly to Qiu Shui Jian Ji's residence to search for what he needed, but instead went to find Chen Rongrong. He had another plan in mind.

At that time, Chen Rongrong was still working as a blacksmith on the top of Qionghua Mountain.

Because so many things had happened within the sect recently, the elders had been too busy to care for the disciples. But with the world in turmoil, Yue Lingwu instructed everyone to forge more weapons for future use.

Therefore, the disciples of Qionghua Peak, unless they were assigned other tasks by the elders, almost all stayed in the forge, working on iron day after day.

Chen Rongrong wiped her sweat off her forehead and noticed with a sharp eye that Junior Brother X's sword was bent. She was so angry that she shook her head and said, "Your power and angle are wrong. How can this sword be straight? If the sword is not straight, it will not be able to kill the enemy in battle. Isn't that a hindrance?"

Junior Brother X was so frightened that he put down his hammer and asked timidly, "Senior Sister, what should I do then?"

Chen Rongrong waved her hand, asking him to move aside. She took the hammer and explained as she struck the sword: "Look carefully, this is how you strike the sword so that it is straight and sharp. If you don't use the right strength, you won't be able to strike well."

As they hammered away, Chen Rongrong was a little surprised and said, "But it's not entirely true to say that your skills are poor. Most people can break the sword, but you can bend it. Although your skills need to be improved, your patience is really good."

Junior Brother X smiled sheepishly, scratched his nose, and said, "I put a lot of effort into every sword, but my craftsmanship isn't very good. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Senior Sister."

Chen Rongrong chuckled and said, "It seems that with enough patience, straight things can be bent." Then she took the hammer and hit it a few more times until the sword became straight. She returned the hammer to him and said, "You continue to hit it. I'm going to take a break."

Junior Brother X took the hammer and thanked him profusely. Chen Rongrong rubbed her aching neck and walked out of the forging room.

Although the weather was getting colder, it was easy to sweat after working for an hour in the morning. Chen Rongrong was thinking about whether to take a shower. Unexpectedly, just as she turned a corner from the corridor, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of her.

“Oh my god!!!”

In a quiet place in the corridor, there were two figures, one tall and one short.

The tall one was Yan Ruchen. He waited here for a while and saw Chen Rongrong coming over. He thought Chen Rongrong also saw him, but Chen Rongrong was walking very attentively and did not notice Yan Ruchen waiting at the corner, so she was scared when she turned the corner.

Yan Ruchen apologized sincerely. Chen Rongrong was covering her mouth in surprise. When she looked up, she saw that it was Yan Ruchen. Her panic instantly turned into surprise: "Ruchen? Why are you here? Did you come here specifically to see me?"

Yan Ruchen smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes."

Chen Rongrong's cheeks flushed slightly, and she asked with anticipation and nervousness, "So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Yan Ruchen noticed her shyness, but deliberately ignored it. He simply handed her a piece of spiritual realm and said gently, "I have a small matter that I would like to ask you for a favor."

Chen Rongrong's smile froze immediately.

When she was walking towards Ziwei Society with the spiritual realm, an ancient saying suddenly came to her mind: No one goes to the temple for no reason. After thinking about this sentence, she remembered another sentence: If you have something to do, go to Chen Rongrong; if you have nothing to do, go to xxx.

Looking back at Yan Ruchen who was hiding behind the tree in the distance, she felt so sad that she wanted to cry. Every time she wanted to have a good talk with Yan Ruchen, he was either busy or came to her to do something. He basically treated her as a tool.

When Yan Ruchen saw her looking back from afar, he heartlessly made a "come on" gesture to her.

Chen Rongrong sighed, turned around and continued to head towards Ziwei Society, ready to look for the disciple named "Song Yin".

That's right, Yan Ruchen gave the task of questioning Song Yin to her, firstly because Chen Rongrong was obedient, and secondly because it was easier to get the truth out of girls when they chatted with each other.

Yan Ruchen saw Chen Rongrong enter the Ziwei Society from afar. After confirming that she had found the person, he turned around and slipped into the Ziwei Society through the back door.

Because he often went in and out of Ziwei Society to find Si Hongyin, Yan Ruchen was very familiar with the layout of Ziwei Society. He knew how to avoid being spotted and where to get into Qiu Shui Jian Ji's room as quickly as possible. Moreover, his magic power was different from before, and ordinary barriers were useless to him.

Guan Shanyu was worried that he would not be able to solve the case successfully, but in fact he underestimated his ability.

Yan Ruchen entered Qiushui Sword Lady's room smoothly. The furnishings inside were ordinary, nothing unusual. He searched everywhere for the handkerchief Si Hongyin had given Song Ziye, but couldn't find it. Just as he was wondering if it had been hidden in the forbidden room, he discovered something else under Qiushui Sword Lady's pillow.

It is a spiritual realm.

He quickly picked up the spiritual realm and took a closer look, and was surprised to find that it was exactly the piece that Song Yin used to report Si Hongyin. It was really a case of looking for something without any effort.

Yan Ruchen had assumed the spirit realm was still in Song Yin's possession, but he hadn't expected it to be here. He speculated the handkerchief might be hidden nearby. He put away the spirit realm and continued searching the room carefully, but this time he wasn't so lucky; the handkerchief was indeed not in the room.

As time passed, the sun was already high in the sky. Yan Ruchen realized that he could not stay for long, so he could only quietly leave through the back door.

After returning to the mountain path, he paused beneath a tree, carefully recalling the whereabouts of the handkerchief. His memory kept coming back to Qiushui Sword Lady, but searching the rooms proved fruitless, leaving the forbidden chamber as the most likely candidate. Yan Ruchen stared at the mountain path for a long moment, pondering. After careful consideration, he decided that rather than risk exploring the forbidden chamber, he should head directly to Si Hongyin's room, perhaps finding something.

Si Hongyin originally lived in the core of Ziwei Society, only two doors away from Qiu Shui Jian Ji. However, because she had caused trouble in the sect, Qiu Shui Jian Ji moved her to a remote cottage next to a cold spring in the back mountain on the pretext that she needed to recuperate. Although the scenery was beautiful, the location was remote and secluded. It was called recuperation, but in fact it was house arrest.

This was convenient for Yan Ruchen, as he didn't have to worry about being noticed. The barrier in front of Si Hongyin's door was just a fake one, seemingly designed to prevent her from escaping, but seemingly not to care much about who entered. Therefore, Yan Ruchen easily passed through the barrier and saw Si Hongyin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The room was spacious but simple, with few furniture, except for a desk in the middle piled with calligraphy and paintings and white paper, which seemed to be used by Si Hongyin to kill time when he was bored.

Si Hongyin, on the other hand, curled up on the bed, hugging her knees, staring blankly at the ground. Yan Ruchen observed quietly, and when he was sure that Si Hongyin sensed his presence but didn't react, he slowly approached and called softly, "Hongyin."

But Si Hongyin didn't react at all. Seeing this, Yan Ruchen suddenly smiled, stretched out a finger and gently lifted the messy hair on Si Hongyin's forehead, and whispered: "You know it's me."

As soon as the words fell, Si Hongyin's dull eyes instantly turned into hatred. She suddenly grabbed the pillow behind her and slammed it towards Yan Ruchen, shouting, "Don't you want to ignore me? What are you doing here? Are you here to congratulate me on my marriage to Song Ziye?"

Yan Ruchen did not dodge and was hit hard. The pillow hit Yan Ruchen, fell to the ground and rolled several times.

He retracted his gaze and slowly raised his head, looking into her bloodshot, angry eyes. Yan Ruchen simply squatted before her, his face gentle and his tone soft, "I only know that you've been wronged. I'm here to help you. I can help you prove that you and Song Ziye are innocent."

Si Hongyin was stunned, looking at Yan Ruchen in disbelief. The anger in her eyes turned into doubt, but this doubt disappeared in an instant, replaced by a more intense reaction. She cried, hit and cursed: "You are a liar! You basically abandoned me! You are all bastards who only know how to bully my family! You haven't shown up for so long, leaving me here to fend for myself! Liar! I will never believe you again!"

Yan Ruchen grabbed her hand that was hitting him and said, "I really came here to help you. If not, why would I come here?"

Si Hongyin continued to struggle desperately, but Yan Ruchen never dodged or avoided her. He just watched her quietly. Finally, when Si Hongyin was tired of fighting and crying, she stared at Yan Ruchen with grievance for a long time before suddenly throwing herself into his arms.

Perhaps because she had finally found an outlet for the grievances and depression she had been feeling for the past few days, Si Hongyin hugged Yan Ruchen and cried heartily, constantly expressing her longing for her and her grievances. Yan Ruchen just squatted quietly in front of her, using his free hand to gently pat her back. When Si Hongyin was tired of crying, he softly said, "Don't cry. I know better than anyone else that you are wronged."