139 Being a Pretty Boy Starting From Today? (2/2)

As soon as Qi Shaoqiu saw him, he laughed. ”I saw that Jin Wenwen was pissed off and left, that expression she had was like she ate sh**. Back then I broke up with her, her expression wasn't even that ugly. Awesome!”

After that, he even patted Roland's shoulder excitedly.

Night Tide Sands, on the other hand, asked, ”What did she say to you?”

”She insisted that I had an immersive cabin and said she wanted me to sell it to her for a million yuan. I said I didn't have one, and she didn't believe me and got mad and ran away,” Roland said casually.

But the two of them obviously didn't believe this—they knew Jin Wenwen very well. if it was as simple as Roland said, Jin Wenwen wouldn't be angered to such an extent. Roland must have said something obscene to piss her off.

”She still hasn't let go of her ambition to fight for the women's championship,” Qi Shaoqiu lamented, as if recalling something.

Night Tide Sands put her hands behind her back and looked into the distance.

”You guys are also martial artists, aren't you curious as to whether I have it or not?” Roland asked somewhat curiously.

Qi Shaoqiu said indifferently, ”So what if you do or don't? You will naturally tell us if you want to, and you won't say anything if you don't want to. It's futile to ask—instead, it will just damage our relationship.”

Night Tide Sands looked at Roland, and there seemed to be autumn water rippling in her pretty black pupils.

Roland sighed. ”Actually, I do have it.”

Everyone was familiar with each other, so there was no point in speaking falsehoods.

Qi Shaoqiu laughed lightly, showing some relief.

Night Tide Sands, on the other hand, took out her hands that were behind her back. An old vellum notebook that was decades old was held in her hands. ”These are my experiences, the insights on how to train the Daoist Nourishment of Life are all in there. You can take it and read it, and then return it to me after reading it.”

Roland accepted it. The notebook still had the girl's body temperature. Roland was stunned for a moment, and then said solemnly, ”Thank you.”

Night Tide Sands smiled once again, which she rarely did. ”No need to thank me.”

At noon, Roland returned home from the saber arts club, and after having lunch with his parents, he lay down on his bed and looked through Night Tide Sands' notebook.

The first words that entered his sight were Daoist Nourishment of Life Insights, in a beautiful and graceful writing style.

Roland flipped through the pages one by one. The notebook contained Night Tide Sands' hand-drawn diagrams of human meridians, qi circulation routes, and some of her insights.

After a cursory reading, Roland found that there was a major flaw in the insights and experiences.

As a girl, Night Tide Sands' was too focused on the whitening effect of this technique.

Almost all the articles were full of things like circulating qi to what acupuncture points and how long to maintain it to make the skin whiter or firmer, and so on.

It was either that or the secret technique for darker hair.

Was this thing useless?

No, it was very useful.

But for Roland, what he would like to see more was an insight into improving his mental power.

And not this kind of thing…

Was he going to train himself to be a pretty boy?

Hmm, doesn't seem like a bad idea.

This thought suddenly flashed across Roland's mind.

[1] A self-proclaimed king whose reign lasted for only six months