Isn't My House Beautiful?

When he left, Xiao Heng took quite a few medicinal ingredients with him. A rough estimate put their value at over a hundred million gold coins, and many of those ingredients could not be bought with money alone.

Of course, rules were indispensable as well. Thus, Xiao Heng owed an Eighth-grade Pill, though there was no rush. He only needed to repay it as soon as possible.

When he returned to the small island, Lin Xiao Yi saw Xiao Heng and excitedly pounced on him. "Brother Heng, you're finally back!"

"Men and women should keep their distance. Get down!" Xiao Heng slowly pushed the little girl off himself. His stern expression gradually softened, but the young girl was very dissatisfied. She pouted, seeming to stage a silent protest.

Of course, Xiao Heng would not keep indulging her just because she was cute. More importantly, he was afraid he would lose control of himself. Everyone knew how much self-control men had—they could restrain themselves, but when faced with someone proactive, half of them would probably fall. If she was proactive and beautiful, hardly anyone could withstand it. Xiao Heng could not either, so keeping a distance was necessary!

Though highly dissatisfied, Lin Xiao Yi let Xiao Heng go after struggling for a while. Still, recalling how he had left without a word these past few days, she felt somewhat aggrieved. "You left without even telling me. If I hadn't heard someone say you went to the Fourth Elder's place, I would have thought you'd left!"

Seeing the girl's aggrieved expression, Xiao Heng awkwardly scratched his head. "I saw you cultivating, so I didn't disturb you. All right, let's not talk about that. Did anything happen these past few days?"

Seeing through Xiao Heng's attempt to change the subject, Lin Xiao Yi