After being forced into a marriage of convenience, a master of metaphysics manipulates a cold and al

The speaker was a man in his thirties, not very tall, only about 1.75 meters, but with an extremely muscular build.

His suit was stretched taut, as if it could burst at any moment.

His appearance was even more indescribable, with a face full of fat and a fierce look.

If this were to appear in some alley at night, it would definitely be a thug whose mere sight would send shivers down your spine.

"Young Master, Mr. Ye is the son-in-law of the Qin family and a distinguished guest invited by the head of the family!"

Tu Yongchun's lips twitched slightly, and he quickly reminded him.

He emphasized the words "the head of the family invites you" and "distinguished guest".

Then, Tu Yongchun looked at Ye Bai and apologized with a smile: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, my young master is a staunch atheist and doesn't understand metaphysics..."

"Bullshit! What's so interesting about that stuff! It's all just nonsense to fool ignorant people like you!"

"Anyone with a brain wouldn't believe that nonsense!"

Before Tu Yongchun could finish explaining, Tu Jiang impatiently waved his hand to interrupt him, looking disdainful.

"What does Young Master Tu believe in? His own fists?"

Ye Bai asked with some curiosity.

It has to be said that if Shen Lu hadn't introduced him to the eccentric brother and sister from the Tu family on the way, he would have wondered if the Tu family and the Qin family had some kind of grudge.

But after learning what kind of person this young master of the Tu family was, Ye Bai was naturally not dissatisfied. On the contrary, he felt that the rumors were indeed true.

The butcher in front of me looks like the kind of person who is all brawn and no brains.

And as expected of someone with the surname Tu, it's a shame he doesn't become a butcher with that kind of looks.

"Of course! Fists are a man's best friend! All that bullshit magic is nothing in front of my iron fists!"

Tu Jiang didn't catch the sarcasm in Ye Bai's words at all. Instead, he thought Ye Bai was praising him, so he clenched his fist triumphantly and waved it in front of Ye Bai's eyes.

Putting everything else aside, this guy's fists are indeed quite large, and his skin is rough with obvious calluses, so it seems he trains very hard.

Unfortunately, if becoming a top expert could be achieved simply by hitting sandbags, pounding trees, and splitting bricks, there would be no ordinary people on the streets.

Practicing martial arts also requires... well, not really requiring much brainpower. Shen Lu, with her great intelligence, is a perfect example.

His brain was like mush every day, but under Ye Bai's tutelage, he was making great strides toward becoming a top expert.

Even if martial arts training doesn't require brains, it still requires talent.

But Tu Jiang is not only brainless, he also lacks talent, and he has no self-awareness. He is a typical "three-no product".

"Wow, that punch looks really powerful. Can you break bricks?"

Ye Bai deliberately feigned shock and began to put on an acting show.

Your father invited me to look at the feng shui, and you, as his son, are just whining and complaining. If I don't mess with you, who else can I mess with?

"Absolutely! You pretty boy, keep a close eye on him!"

The butcher was completely unaware that Ye Bai had ill intentions; on the contrary, he was quite pleased with himself.

He bent down and pulled a brick directly from the flower bed next to him, then punched it hard.

boom!

With a muffled thud, the brick indeed shattered into two pieces.

The bricks in the Tu Family Manor are different from those in the Qin Family Manor; they are the most common, ordinary bricks.

Even someone who has never practiced martial arts can interrupt it if they can endure the pain.

So even Shen Lu's lips were practically pursed to her ears, showing utter contempt.

But Tu Jiang was oblivious to this, and instead looked at Ye Bai with a smug expression, saying, "How about it? Are you scared, you delicate fellow? Do you think your bullshit mysticism can protect you if I punch you?"

"Impossible! How could a person's fist be that hard! Is there something wrong with that brick?"

Ye Bai exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide open, his face filled with disbelief.

Shen Lu, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer and had an urge to cover her face.

The son-in-law is clearly acting like a drama queen, making fun of the Tu family's foolish son.

Tu Yongchun watched anxiously from the side, but dared not speak.

He didn't know Ye Bai well. What if Ye Bai was also a fool... uh, no! A martial arts enthusiast, just like his young master? It would be very impolite to rashly obstruct their friendly exchange.

"What a joke! With my skills, would I need to use props to fool you? Here's what I'll do: I'll pinch your cheek, then you'll know if it's real or not!"

Tu Jiang snorted arrogantly, then handed the remaining half of the brick to Ye Bai.

Then, she kindly reminded him, "Be careful with the cut, don't break your delicate little finger."

"Pfft~"

Shen Lu couldn't hold back any longer and started laughing out loud.

She was actually professionally trained and shouldn't easily laugh at others, but she just couldn't help it.

The main reason is that her own son-in-law was standing with the butcher, and the contrast was just too great.

In terms of height, Ye Bai was half a head taller than Tu Jiang, but his physique was far inferior to Tu Jiang's.

In comparison, he even gives the impression of being somewhat thin and frail.

In terms of appearance, Ye Bai was already handsome with delicate features. After living a life of luxury in the Qin family, his skin has become even better, fair and tender, truly giving him the characteristics of a pretty boy.

Tu Jiang perfectly embodied the kind of appearance that could stop a child from crying at night, especially his pig-slaughtering demeanor, which he captured perfectly, creating a stark contrast with Ye Bai.

The worst part is that, while others may not know, she is very clear about just how capable her son-in-law is.

But Tu Jiang was still there, putting on a concerned look, which made it hard for Shen Lu not to laugh out loud.

Luckily, she's still young and doesn't read those BL novels, otherwise she'd probably be wondering right now if Tu Jiang had taken a liking to her son-in-law.

"...What the hell, so fair and tender!"

Ye Bai's lips twitched violently; Tu Jiang's words disgusted him so much that he could no longer continue his act.

So, after getting his hands on the brick, Ye Bai looked at it over and over a few times, then gently squeezed it.

"Why don't you believe me, you pretty boy! This is a brick, not a steamed bun. Do you think you can squeeze it?"

Seeing Ye Bai's actions, Tu Jiang's face showed a strong look of mockery.

"puff!"

With a soft sound, Tu Jiang swallowed back all the words he was about to say, and froze on the spot.

The arrogant, proud, disdainful, and contemptuous expression he had shown before had all vanished, replaced by utter astonishment!

He stood there with his mouth wide open, gasping for breath, looking incredibly silly!

Tu Yongchun, standing to the side, was in no better shape; his eyes were also wide open, as if he were hallucinating for a moment.

"Hmm, this brick isn't hard at all. It's softer than a steamed bun."

Ye Bai flipped his right hand, shook off the crumbs, and looked at Tu Jiang speechlessly.