Werther said nothing more. Instead, he took Shiryu of the Rain's head out of the Pocket Watch.
When Tie Yi saw the round bag Werther had produced, his hands began to tremble. He took it and pulled open its mouth.
"Ah!"
Six let out a startled cry. Inside the bag was Shiryu of the Rain's head.
"Hahaha! Finally... I've finally lived to see this day. I've avenged you, son. You can rest in peace now."
By then, tears were streaming down Tie Yi's aged face, and the veins stood out on both hands as he gripped the head.
After a while, Tie Yi slowly regained his composure.
"Sorry, Brother Werther. I lost control."
Tie Yi wiped the tears from his face, then placed the head in a cabinet behind him. He would use it to pay tribute to his son.
"It's all right. As we agreed, I've killed Shiryu of the Rain for you."
Tie Yi nodded and sat down without another word. It seemed he still needed time to settle his emotions.
"Ferdinand, what brings you here this time?"
Ferdinand smiled at Werther's question.
"I came to the Iron Tribe to ask for Six's hand. We need to get married as soon as possible."
Werther paused, then looked at Six. Only then did he notice that her belly had begun to swell slightly.
Ferdinand shot Werther a look, then glanced at Tie Yi.
Werther thought for a moment and understood what Ferdinand meant. Apparently, he had run into some trouble.
"Heh. Mr. Tie Yi, what do you think of this marriage?"
Tie Yi sighed at Werther's question, then turned his gaze on Ferdinand.
"You sneaked off with my granddaughter, and now you've gotten her pregnant. According to our ancestral rules, I ought to cut off your manhood."
Ferdinand's face