The sound of the door being pushed open was loud and rough.
Everyone in the elegant room furrowed their brows.
This was the Juxianlou, the number one restaurant in Guangling City!
Who had the audacity to barge in without any prior notice?
Utterly presumptuous!
Subconsciously, everyone's gaze turned towards the intruder.
When they saw the person's appearance, including Wen Lingxue and Nie Feng, the expressions of everyone present changed slightly.
Why did this guy show up?
"I heard that Lingxue is celebrating her birthday here, so I decided to come uninvited. Hahaha, did I startle you all?"
The newcomer was a young man, dressed in luxurious robes, with long disheveled hair. He had a handsome face and exuded a strong smell of alcohol. His smile was arrogant and unrestrained.
Huang Qianjun!
He was the legitimate descendant of the Huang family, one of the three major clans in Guangling City. His father was the current clan leader, Huang Yunchong.
Huang Qianjun had an arrogant and unruly temperament. He was fierce, belligerent, and despite being only seventeen years old, he had already committed numerous notorious acts, earning the resentment of many.
However, with his father's protection, he still lived a comfortable life, which only further inflated his arrogance.
When they recognized Huang Qianjun, all the girls in the elegant room, including Wen Lingxue and Nie Feng, fell silent, their pretty faces showing a hint of panic.
They had long heard of this dandy's infamous reputation.
Even Wen Lingxue and Nie Feng furrowed their brows, their expressions turning serious.
In the eyes of these young scions from the major clans, Huang Qianjun was an arrogant and tyrannical villain. No one wanted to associate with him, fearing to be caught up in his trouble.
The atmosphere in the elegant room suddenly became extremely oppressive.
Only Su Yi remained calm. He didn't recognize Huang Qianjun, but he could tell that Wen Lingxue and the others were tense and slightly flustered in their demeanor.
It was obvious that they harbored deep fear and caution towards this arrogantly intrusive young man.
"I don't see how my birthday has anything to do with you. You better leave right now!" Wen Lingxue took a deep breath and spoke coldly, her pretty face as frosty as ever, making no effort to hide her repulsion and disgust.
However, Huang Qianjun seemed completely unfazed. He shamelessly looked Wen Lingxue up and down with his eyes and chuckled, saying, "Tsk, no wonder you're Wen Lingzhao's sister. Truly beautiful. Only a beauty like this is worthy of me."
"You..." Wen Lingxue's face flushed, her eyes filled with anger.
"Look at her, everyone. A beauty is still beautiful even when she's angry. Don't you think my grandfather would be pleased if I were to marry her?"
Huang Qianjun laughed brazenly.
Behind him, a group of guards followed, their expressions lewd as they chuckled along.
The girls present all showed fear on their faces, instinctively looking towards Nie Feng, hoping that the legitimate son of the commander of the City Lord's Mansion Guards would intervene.
Nie Feng took a deep breath, knowing that he had to step forward at this moment. Otherwise, he would be unable to hold his head up high in the future.
"Huang Shao, this is the Juxianlou. I hope you can show some respect. It's not good for anyone to ruin the harmony," Nie Feng said, pretending to remain composed.
Huang Qianjun's previously smiling face suddenly darkened, and his eyes burst with a fierce and violent aura. "Who do you think you are to dare lecture me?"
Nie Feng's face immediately turned ugly, alternating between pale and blue.
This scene made Su Yi realize that even Nie Feng, despite being a member of the City Lord's Mansion and commanding the Forbidden Guard, held great fear and apprehension towards this arrogant youth.
"Young master, this is Nie Beitiger, the son of the commander of the City Lord's Mansion Guards. The clan leader and Nie Beitiger's father have some acquaintanceship," one of the guards reminded with a grin. "But whatever decision you make regarding this matter is entirely up to you."
Huang Qianjun smirked and said, "So, you're Nie Feng. I'll give you a chance. Disappear from my sight right now. Otherwise, I won't mind beating you up and throwing you onto the street outside Juxianlou like a dead dog."
He had a wide smile on his face, but his words were filled with a chilling menace, dripping with hostility. "By then, you'll probably become the laughingstock of the entire Guangling City, utterly humiliated and unable to hold your head up high!"
Nie Feng's body stiffened, his hands clenched tightly, knuckles turning white, veins bulging on the back of his hand. An indescribable sense of shame and anger filled his heart.
Seeing this scene, the girls in the room turned pale, growing increasingly panicked and helpless. In terms of status and position, no one could surpass Nie Feng. If even he couldn't handle the situation, how could they not feel anxious?
Just then, Wen Lingxue spoke coldly, "Huang Qianjun, what do you really want?"
Huang Qianjun clapped his hands and laughed heartily, his eyes burning as he stared at Wen Lingxue, saying, "That's a great question! Let me put it this way, in a while, I will have my grandfather propose to your Wen family. After that, we'll be one big happy family!"
The guards beside him joined in the commotion:
"Young master has good taste!"
"Everyone, take a good look. That girl will be our future lady!"
"We should congratulate the young master in advance, haha."
Wen Lingxue felt both ashamed and furious, her almond-shaped eyes widened as she gritted her teeth and said, "Ridiculous! I, Wen Lingxue, would rather die than marry a scoundrel like you!"
Su Yi quietly stood up, a hint of coldness flashing deep within his initially calm eyes.
For those who were familiar with Su Yijun in the vast land of the Nine Provinces, they would know that the more indifferent his gaze and composed his expression, the more murderous intent surged in his heart.
"You shouldn't speak so decisively. Look at your sister, Wen Lingzhao. She was so brilliant, yet in the end, she had to marry a waste like him," Huang Qianjun continued, pointing at Su Yi with a contemptuous and disdainful expression. "Although I may be overbearing, I also know that when it comes to the marriage alliances of clans, it's not up to young brats like you and me to decide!"
He paused for a moment, then laughed again, his tone loud and proud. "Wen Lingxue, I advise you to be prepared. Within a month, my Huang family will make your Wen family agree to marry you to me!"
In an instant, Wen Lingxue's face turned deathly pale, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Huang Qianjun
s words had struck a chord in her heart.
Back then, her sister had strongly resisted the arranged marriage, even their parents had vehemently opposed it. But in the end, they couldn't resist the will of the dowager, and her sister ended up marrying her husband.
The reality of that situation made Wen Lingxue worry. What if Huang Qianjun really proposed marriage? Would her family treat her the same way?
With these thoughts, Wen Lingxue was on the verge of biting her lips, feeling anxious and her eyes filled with confusion. Would she have to marry a notorious playboy?
If that were the case, she would rather end her life!
"Don't worry, such a thing won't happen to you."
A warm palm pressed against Wen Lingxue's shoulder, and as she lifted her eyes, she saw Su Yi's gentle and calm face.
"Brother-in-law..." Wen Lingxue, in her panicked and disoriented state, found a refuge, and warmth surged in her heart. Her voice was tinged with a hint of sobbing.
"This gathering has become boring. How about I take you home?" Su Yi said softly.
"Yes!" Wen Lingxue instinctively nodded, but soon a worried expression appeared on her face. "Brother-in-law... What about them..."
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Su Yi patted her shoulder, his voice gentle.
Saying that, he glanced at Nie Feng and the other girls and asked, "Are you all leaving?"
Nie Feng and the others were dumbfounded, nearly stupefied.
Had Su Yi gone mad?
Didn't he see that Huang Qianjun, that wastrel, and his guards were still blocking the door?
Who could imagine that a son-in-law who had lost his cultivation and was mocked by everyone in Guangling City would dare to say such words?
"Ha, what did you just say? You want to leave with them from here?"
At this moment, Huang Qianjun dug his ear and laughed exaggeratedly, "Su Yi, you're a waste, but your words are even more arrogant than mine. Who... gave you the courage?"
The guards also laughed uncontrollably, as if they had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
"Su Yi, stop causing trouble, okay!!" Nie Ting was annoyed, his face dark and grim. He emphasized each word, "I will handle this matter. You better stay quiet and not make things worse! If you continue to disrupt, don't blame me for not caring about you!"
These words were resolute and powerful, causing the girls to be moved, feeling that Nie Ting at this moment was full of heroic spirit!
Compared to that, Su Yi's previous behavior... was really infuriating!
A waste like him, thinking he could take them away from here just with his words?
How laughable!
"As a young man, it is natural to have such passion and fervor. At this moment, you have not let me underestimate you."
Su Yi glanced at Nie Ting and nodded.
Nie Ting was stunned. How... How did this guy's tone change...
Before he could react, Huang Qianjun, who was blocking the door, showed impatience and waved his hand abruptly:
"Go, bring that waste down for me, strip off his clothes, and hang him at the city gate. I want the whole city to see his ugliness!"
"Young Master, watch closely!"
An eager guard rushed out ahead.
"Kid, I'll play with you!"
This guard had a sturdy and burly figure, a face full of muscles. Just standing there gave people a tremendous sense of oppression. The girls around turned pale at his ferocious appearance.
Yang Sheng!
He was a capable guard under Huang Qianjun, at the "Blood Moving" stage of the Transcendent Mortal Realm, with a body as strong as steel and muscles like iron. He possessed the proficiency in "Great Shattering Palm."
With every strike, tendons would rupture and bones would break, leaving one maimed but not dead.
As he spoke, he fiercely slammed his palm, like shattering a stone tablet. The palm wind was violent, and if it hit, it would cause severe injuries.
"Brother-in-law, quickly dodge!"
Wen Lingxue exclaimed, her face paling. Given her distance, she couldn't possibly stop it in time.
"Don't panic, he's just a brute who focuses on physical strength rather than cultivating Qi."
In a calm voice, Su Yi, with his slender and upright figure, made a move.
Taking a step forward, he moved like a falcon pouncing on a rabbit. With a single hand, he accurately seized Yang Sheng's pulse. Su Yi's arm exerted force.
He flicked his wrist.
Yang Sheng's sturdy body stumbled, and his flesh and blood seemed to roll like a bedsheet being flipped, as if all his strength was shattered by the force of this "flick."
The flick contained an incredible technique of forceful exertion.
When practiced to the highest level, once an opponent was hit, their flesh, bones, and organs could all be shattered into powder by the force of the "flick"!
At present, although Yang Sheng did not die on the spot, his internal organs had suffered severe damage.
Immediately after, Su Yi kicked.
Bang!
In the bewildered eyes of everyone, Yang Sheng's body flew through the air and crashed heavily into the wall on the side of the elegant room.
His body convulsed violently like a sieve, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.
Everyone in the room was astonished.