Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dull and powerful sound of kowtowing echoed in the elegant room.
Fu Shan and Nie Beihu, strong individuals accustomed to bloodshed, couldn't help but be shocked by the scene.
Huang Yunchong's face showed a trace of pain, his hands tightly clenched in his sleeves, his nails sinking into his flesh.
As a father, how could he not hate and feel heartbroken watching his son being forced to kowtow repeatedly? But he could only endure it!
In the current situation, there was no opportunity for him to vent his anger and seek revenge. If he did so, he and the entire Huang family behind him would suffer unforeseeable disasters!
"This matter ends here," Su Yi suddenly spoke after a moment, sounding somewhat disinterested.
When he left the JuXian Building yesterday, he had a premonition that Huang Qianjun would seek revenge. However, he didn't expect that in the end, without taking any action himself, someone else would resolve it for him.
This left Su Yi without much sense of accomplishment.
Fu Shan let out a sigh of relief. His mind had been tense, fearing that Huang Yunchong would lose control of his emotions and do something foolish. Fortunately, that did not happen.
"Thank you... Su Yi, for showing mercy!" Huang Yunchong bowed his head, his voice hoarse.
"I said I don't like to suppress others using my position, but... you can consider yourselves fortunate today."
Su Yi looked deeply at Huang Yunchong and then stood up, walking towards the exit of the elegant room.
If it had been him personally taking action today, heads would have rolled in this place!
Unfortunately, Huang Yunchong and the others probably had no realization of this fact. Otherwise, they would be grateful that they were still alive.
"Old Huang, I advise you to extinguish any thoughts of future retaliation. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will cost the lives of everyone in your Huang family!"
Seeing Su Yi leaving, Fu Shan coldly warned Huang Yunchong before quickly following after him.
"Take care of yourselves," Su Yi said to the others before he left.
Nie Beihu also lost interest in spectating and followed suit, leaving the elegant room.
Only Huang Yunchong, Huang Qianjun, and Huang Yin remained in the room.
Huang Yunchong's figure swayed, as if all his strength had been drained away. He slumped onto a chair, his eyes lifeless, and he seemed to have aged significantly in an instant.
"Father..."
Huang Qianjun cried out in anguish. His forehead was injured, his face stained with blood mixed with falling tears, presenting a terrifying and bloody sight.
On one side, Huang Yin tightly grasped his severed hand, his face pale and translucent due to excessive blood loss.
"A single step of mistake nearly caused eternal regret..."
After a long while, Huang Yunchong seemed to regain his senses from the numbness, his voice hoarse. "Son, remember, if you don't become a grandmaster in the future, if you're not crowned as a duke, you must... you must not seek revenge..."
As he spoke, his voice carried a heavy sense of exhaustion and bitterness.
"Clan Chief, is this matter going to be left like this?"
Huang Yin's eyes were filled with unwillingness.
Huang Yunchong suddenly sat up straight, his face turning icy and terrifying. He enunciated each word, "If you dare to cause trouble, don't blame me for doing what's right and exterminating our own kin!"
Huang Yin's whole body stiffened, falling into silence.
In this moment, Huang Qianjun, the spoiled young man, finally realized the cruelty of reality.
Even their Huang family had moments where they had to swallow their pride!
And all of this was due to that son-in-law of the Wen family...
Thinking of this, Huang Qianjun felt a sense of confusion. How could that son-in-law, who was ridiculed by everyone in Guangling City, a worthless person whose cultivation had been lost, possess such terrifying power?
First floor of the JuXian Building.
Just as Su Yi's figure appeared at the staircase, a well-dressed, middle-aged man who had been waiting there immediately lowered his head and bowed, his face filled with obsequiousness.
"I knew that today, Su Gongzi would surely turn danger into safety and return unscathed!"
This person was none other than Yue Tianhe, the owner of the JuXian Building, a character in Guangling City who had connections far and wide.
Previously, when Su Yi arrived, he had been in a gloating mood, ready to watch the show. But now, his face was filled with a beaming smile.
"It seems that the reputation of the JuXian Building is indeed solid, as there wasn't much damage," Su Yi sarcastically remarked.
Yue Tianhe awkwardly smiled, but his face was thick-skinned enough. He expressed with embarrassment, "Su Gongzi, you flatter me. Let me express my remorse by offering free services whenever you visit as a guest in the future!"
Su Yi nodded in acknowledgement but didn't say much, walking straight towards the exit of the JuXian Building.
Lord Fu Shan and Nie Beihu followed closely behind.
"Lord Fu, Lord Nie," Yue Tianhe quickly saluted.
"It's fortunate that Su Gongzi is unharmed this time. Otherwise, I would have demolished your JuXian Building first!" Fu Shan coldly snorted and left without turning back.
Only after Su Yi, Fu Shan, and Nie Beihu's figures disappeared through the main gate did Yue Tianhe straighten his posture and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Even now, his heart was pounding violently, filled with unease and apprehension.
"If I had known that Su Yi possessed such great abilities, I wouldn't have dared to be as negligent as before..." Yue Tianhe muttered to himself.
He was still puzzled. How did Su Yi, a waste of a person, establish connections with Fu Shan and Nie Beihu? It completely overturned his imagination!
...
Outside the JuXian Building.
"Lord Fu, Su Gongzi, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave," Nie Beihu said in a deep voice.
Fu Shan nodded and cautioned, "Don't let today's events leak out."
As Nie Beihu turned to leave, Su Yi suddenly remembered something and said, "Lord Nie, your son is impressive."
Nie Beihu paused for a moment but didn't turn back. He continued walking, a faint smile appearing on his face.
In the heart of this father, Nie Teng was a son who clearly distinguished between grievances and favors, and he knew how to repay kindness. Naturally, he was impressive!
"All of Guangling City has misjudged this Su Yi. Who could have imagined that he is a close friend of Princess Lingyao?" Nie Beihu thought to himself.
"It's good that Teng'er has gained a slight favor from Su Yi. Perhaps in the future, they can further strengthen their relationship..." Nie Beihu began to ponder in his mind.
"By now, Su Gongzi must have already guessed the identity of Princess Lingyao, right?" Fu Shan smiled warmly, his words filled with respect.
Su Yi nodded and said, "I just didn't expect that she would send someone to track me these past few days. Otherwise, Lord Fu wouldn't have been able to arrive at the JuXian Building so quickly."
Fu Shan's smile froze for a moment, and he quickly explained, "Su Gongzi, please don't misunderstand. It's because of the princess..."
"Lord Fu, there's no need to explain. Regardless of the circumstances, you've helped me today, and I've always disliked being indebted to others. If Lord Fu encounters any difficult situations in the future, you can come to me for assistance," Su Yi said as he turned and left.
Dressed in a green robe, he walked among the bustling crowd, appearing detached from the world.
"There are probably many secrets hidden within Su Yi..." Fu Shan watched as Su Yi's figure disappeared and withdrew his gaze.
He had many doubts in his heart, but he also understood that some things shouldn't be rashly investigated.
At present, the most important thing was to report back to Princess Lingyao.
...
City Lord's Mansion, a separate courtyard.
Under a luxuriant phoenix tree, Zi Jin listened quietly to Fu Shan's report.
She had a pair of slender and symmetrical eyebrows, complementing her tall and slender figure. Her raven-black hair was casually arranged in a bun, revealing a stunning oval face. Her willow-like eyebrows curved gracefully, and her red lips were moist. Her bright eyes were as clear as springs.
Even though she was currently dressed in a plain wide-sleeved gown, she exuded an air of elegance.
"You mean, Mr. Su attended the meeting calmly and composed from beginning to end?" After listening to Fu Shan's account, Zi Jin's eyes showed a pensive expression.
"Yes, and before he left, he said something strange," Fu Shan pondered and said.
"Tell me about it," Zi Jin said with curiosity.
Fu Shan respectfully replied, "He said that he has always disliked taking advantage of others, and today's events can be considered as Huang Yunchong's good fortune."
"Good fortune..." Zi Jin's eyes shimmered with interest. "In that case, even if you didn't go, Mr. Su would have had a way to handle it. By the way, he should have already guessed my identity, right?"
Fu Shan nodded.
"Then, how did he react?" Zi Jin asked further.
"Well..." Fu Shan hesitated for a moment before answering, "Princess, he has figured out that my subordinates have been secretly observing him these past few days."
Zi Jin's heart tightened. "Is Mr. Su angry?"
Fu Shan quickly shook his head. "No, he only said that my subordinates also did him a favor, and if they encounter any difficult situations in the future, they can seek his help."
Zi Jin nodded and said, "Uncle Fu, you may leave."
"Yes."
Fu Shan turned and left.
Zi Jin then walked directly into a room in the separate courtyard.
Inside the room, Xiao Tianque, who had a slender figure, was brewing tea. He looked relaxed and had a healthier complexion.
When he saw Zi Jin enter, Xiao Tianque leisurely spoke, "I've heard your conversation just now. I can only say that this time, Fu Shan's visit to the JuXian Building unexpectedly did Huang Yunchong a favor. Otherwise, with Mr. Su's abilities, their lives would have been in danger."
Zi Jin hesitated to speak.
"Say whatever you want to say. There's no one else here," Xiao Tianque urged.
Xiao Tianque shook his head with a smile.
Zi Jin took a deep breath and said seriously, "Grandfather, all the information we have gathered proves that Mr. Su... Mr. Su is not some extraordinary hermit or an unfathomable immortal figure. He is merely a son-in-law of the Wen family. Why do you still hold him in such high regard?"
Xiao Tianque smiled and sighed, "When you reach my age, you will realize that so-called status, position, and power are all unimportant. What matters is one's state of mind, wisdom, and cultivation!"
"With the abilities and insight that Mr. Su displayed that day, it wouldn't be surprising if he were an extraordinary figure. But he happens to be a discarded disciple of the Qinghe Sword Sect and an insignificant son-in-law who is not valued by the Wen family. That's what's most peculiar!"
Xiao Tianque's eyes grew deep, and he said, "We can be certain that Mr. Su holds secrets that we cannot fathom, and that is what makes him most formidable!"
Looking up, Xiao Tianque noticed that Zi Jin still had lingering doubts and couldn't help but smile. "My dear, don't overthink it. Don't forget, ever since I took the medicinal soup prescribed by Mr. Su, my injuries have healed considerably. Just based on this life-saving method alone, it proves how remarkable Mr. Su is!"
Zi Jin nodded repeatedly and said, "Indeed, the medicinal recipe is truly miraculous."
Suddenly, Xiao Tianque remembered something and his expression turned serious. "Tomorrow morning, we will meet Mr. Su. Remember, you mustn't be impolite and never show any negligence."
Zi Jin couldn't help but pout and said, "Grandfather, you have reminded me of that many times these days! Do I look like someone who doesn't know their boundaries?"
Xiao Tianque burst into laughter and leisurely said, "Don't blame your grandfather for being verbose. That day, I thought I was doomed, but unexpectedly the situation turned around, and Mr. Su saved my life, giving me a new lease on life. Your grandfather... is overjoyed!"