"This..."
Nie Ting's head went blank as he stood there in a daze.
Wen Lingxue and the other girls beside her also showed expressions of shock, deeply impacted in their hearts.
Years ago, Su Yi, who was once the Sword Master of the Qinghe Sword Sect's outer sect, became a useless person with no cultivation due to an accident. This was widely known in Guangling City.
But now, with just one strike, Su Yi had severely injured Yang Sheng!
"Yang Sheng, are you okay?"
At the same time, Huang Qianjun's expression changed slightly.
Yang Sheng was one of his most capable guards, a fierce character at the Blood Moving Realm's Bone Refinement level. Yet, he had been seriously injured by Su Yi's single strike. Huang Qianjun found it hard to believe.
"Young Master... I... Pff!"
In the corner of the room, Yang Sheng's face contorted in pain. He tried to struggle to get up but suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. His head tilted and he fainted straight away.
Huang Qianjun's face instantly turned ferocious and fierce. His anger surged, and he waved his hand forcefully, shouting:
"What are you all standing there for? Attack! Kill him!"
The guards standing beside him exchanged glances and then rushed forward, launching a fierce assault.
Each of these guards had their own cultivation, and they were all tough characters accustomed to fighting and killing. They were not comparable to ordinary fledglings.
As they charged out, they resembled a pack of crocodiles pouncing on their prey!
Just their terrifying and ferocious momentum alone caused Wen Lingxue, Nie Ting, and the others to freeze, their limbs turning cold, and their minds going blank.
Although they had started practicing martial arts at a young age, they had never experienced bloody battles or life-and-death duels. They had never witnessed such scenes before.
Their minds and courage were directly paralyzed.
"In the future, I should find opportunities to temper Lingxue properly. Martial cultivation is not just about cultivating through meditation; it also requires the training of one's mind, courage, and aura," Su Yi observed, taking in the scene.
Despite being in such a situation, he remained calm and composed, as indifferent as ever.
Until the enemies rushed towards him, Su Yi took a step forward and struck out with a palm.
Bang!
With a seemingly casual palm strike, the guard at the forefront felt as if he had been crushed by a mountain. He was sent flying, shattering a pearwood chair upon impact.
There was no time for anyone to react. Su Yi stepped forward, and with each step, another guard was sent flying.
Some crashed into the wall, their bones breaking.
Some shattered the dining table, with soup and food splattering all over them.
Some were directly knocked to the ground, frothing at the mouth and fainting.
By the time Su Yi took seven steps, the elegant room was in shambles, with bodies strewn across the floor.
Various screams filled the air.
Throughout the entire ordeal, his movements were simple, as if he was casually waving his palm.
"He... He..."
The girls stood there dumbfounded, their eyes wide open.
This son-in-law they had ignored and despised since the beginning of the banquet had unexpectedly become so powerful that he could sweep away a group of enemies single-handedly?
This completely exceeded their expectations and left them in awe.
Even Nie Ting was dumbfounded, his scalp tingling. He couldn't help but shudder at the thought that he had just been contemplating how to kick Su Yi a few times.
In the midst of their incredulous gazes, Su Yi had already arrived in front of Huang Qianjun. His eyes narrowed, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his lips, as he said,
"You... Did you just say you wanted to kill me?"
The entire room fell silent!
Huang Qianjun's face turned pale, his emotions fluctuating, his pupils filled with astonishment and confusion.
He was clearly shocked too. He didn't expect that his group of guards couldn't even defeat Su Yi alone.
This was completely different from the image of Su Yi as a useless and powerless son-in-law that he had in mind!
Now, facing Su Yi just a step away, looking into the deep and indifferent gaze of the other party, Huang Qianjun felt an uncontrollable chill and fear welling up in his heart, causing his body to tremble violently.
However, after years of being arrogant and overbearing, he stubbornly said, "Su Yi, even if you're skilled in fighting, so what? You're just a lowly son-in-law now, while I am the legitimate heir of the Huang family!"
As Huang Qianjun continued speaking, his courage seemed to grow, and his tone became cold and stern. "If you want to make a move, go ahead. But be prepared for the retaliation from our Huang family!"
Huang Qianjun's long-standing arrogance in Guangling City was due to the support of the Huang family, with his father being the current patriarch.
That was his capital for being arrogant.
Indeed, after hearing Huang Qianjun's words, both Wen Lingxue and Nie Ting felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, realizing the severity and trouble that would follow from this situation.
"Threatening me?"
Su Yi laughed.
He suddenly reached out, grabbing Huang Qianjun's neck and lifting him into the air. He whispered softly, "If you dare say another word, let's see if I dare to kill you."
Huang Qianjun felt a sharp pain in his neck, his face turning red. As Su Yi exerted force with his fingers, he could clearly feel his head becoming heavy, his vision darkening, as if he was on the brink of death.
The strong instinct for survival drove him to struggle desperately, but it was in vain.
In the eyes of everyone, Huang Qianjun looked like a grasshopper being held tightly, with life and death hanging by a thread!
Could it be that Su Yi really intended to kill?
This thought simultaneously appeared in the minds of Wen Lingxue, Nie Ting, and the other girls, shocking them and causing their faces to pale.
"Why aren't you speaking?"
Su Yi smiled and asked.
Huang Qianjun's face contorted, he struggled violently, but he clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to speak. His eyes were filled with deep fear.
In his entire life, this was the first time he had felt the breath of death so close. The feeling made him feel on the verge of collapse.
He had a strong intuition that if he uttered a single word, Su Yi would dare to snap his neck!
Su Yi's nose twitched suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he flicked his hand.
Thunk!
Huang Qianjun fell to the ground, and there was a wet stain in his crotch area.
Seeing this scene, Wen Lingxue, Nie Ting, and the others were both shocked and amused. Who would have imagined that the arrogant and ruthless Huang Qianjun would be so scared that he wet himself?
"Just please show mercy, my friend!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from outside the elegant room.
A middle-aged man in a brocade robe hurriedly entered and respectfully bowed to Su Yi. "This humble one is Yue Tianhe, the manager of the JuXian Tower. I kindly request that you spare Huang Shao and give him some face."
Yue Tianhe!
Wen Lingxue and Nie Ting's eyes narrowed.
They had heard of Yue Tianhe, the owner of JuXian Tower, who was known to have extensive connections and a mysterious background. The guests who frequented his establishment were all top figures in Guangling City.
But to their surprise, Su Yi didn't give Yue Tianhe any face at all!
They saw Su Yi's indifferent gaze as he said, "When this guy caused trouble here earlier, you didn't show up. Now that his life is hanging by a thread, you come to ask me to spare him. Do you think your face is significant enough, or do you think that I, Su someone... am easy to deal with?"
His words were casual, but his attitude was incredibly tough.
Yue Tianhe visibly hesitated for a moment, seemingly not expecting that this son-in-law of the Wen family would not even give him face.
He discreetly glanced at the figures lying on the ground, including Huang Qianjun, and his heart suddenly sank. He solemnly said, "Young Master Su's lesson is justified. It is also my fault for arriving too late; otherwise, such an incident would not have occurred. Please forgive me, Young Master Su. Given the opportunity in the future, I will personally come to apologize."
After speaking, he made a apologetic gesture.
Wen Lingxue and Nie Ting were completely stunned.
With Yue Tianhe's status in Guangling City, there was no need for him to adopt such a low posture!
But the current situation left them puzzled.
Su Yi shook his head and said, "No need for apologies. After all, this matter has nothing to do with you. However, let me make it clear: if you really want to get involved, be careful not to get burned."
Yue Tianhe's eyes suddenly contracted, as if he was seeing Su Yi in a new light. He couldn't associate the current Su Yi in front of him with the rumored Wen family son-in-law who was ridiculed by everyone.
The rumors were wrong!
Yue Tianhe, who had experienced numerous storms, made an instant judgment.
At this moment, Su Yi turned his gaze back to Huang Qianjun and said, "I, Su Yi, have always been clear about my grievances. Now, I'm making it clear: I'll give you a chance for revenge, but once you take it, you must bear the consequences. Think carefully."
After speaking, he smiled and waved to Wen Lingxue, not far away. "Lingxue, let's go."
After experiencing the shocking events just now, Wen Lingxue's head was dizzy, and she subconsciously responded and quickly went to Su Yi's side.
"Are you all planning to stay here?" Su Yi asked the others.
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Su Yi glanced at Nie Ting and the other youths who were still in shock and confusion.
These young boys and girls, who were caught in shock and confusion, looked at each other and dared not stay any longer.
Immediately, they all took action and left with Su Yi.
Throughout the entire incident, Yue Tianhe did not intervene.
Only when the figures of Su Yi and his group disappeared from sight did he let out a long sigh. "Truly worthy of being the former Swordmaster of the Qinghe Sword Sect's Outer Sect. Everyone in Guangling City has greatly underestimated him..."
"Uncle Yue, you and my father are old friends. I've been bullied like this, why didn't you take action and defeat him?" Huang Qianjun, his face pale and terrifying, stood up.
"Idiot!" Yue Tianhe cursed inwardly, but wore a bitter smile on his face. "Nephew, I can't afford such trouble. As I see it, you should go to your father to resolve this matter."
Just as Su Yi said earlier, getting involved in this matter is equivalent to inviting trouble upon oneself!
"I never expected that Uncle Yue, you would be such a cowardly person, not even daring to offend a mere son-in-law of the Wen family. Forget what I said earlier!" Huang Qianjun was furious, leaving these words behind as he stormed out, ignoring his own guards.
Yue Tianhe didn't try to stop him.
A look of disdain appeared on his face. This dandy had clearly been spoiled. Without his old man's protection for all these years, he didn't know how many times he would have been killed!
"Wen Lingxue has the support of the Wen family, and Nie Ting has the backing of the Commander's Mansion's Guard Commander. The other people have their own influential clans backing them as well. I must have been foolish to get involved in this mess!" Yue Tianhe thought to himself, and his gaze swept over the Huang family guards who were injured by Su Yi, with doubts filling his mind.
According to the rumors, wasn't Su Yi supposed to have lost all his cultivation?