Chen Jinlong's contemptuous mockery sparked laughter from everyone present, except for Li Moyun, who couldn't find it funny.
Could someone who was an honored guest of Yuan Luoxi possibly be unable to enter the gates of Fengyuan Pavilion?
However, he couldn't be bothered to explain anything.
At the same time he received the letter from his father, Li Tianhan, Li Moyun also learned something else.
After Zhou Huaiqiu, the Inner Sect Elder of the Qinghe Sword Mansion, left Guangling City with Ni Hao and Nan Ying, they didn't return to Yunhe County.
They didn't even bring back the news of Su Yi's restored cultivation and his victory in the Dragon Gate Competition to the Qinghe Sword Mansion.
As a result, until now, no one in the Qinghe Sword Mansion knew that Su Yi was no longer the waste of cultivation he once was!
"If it were me, I wouldn't bring back the news either. A person who was heartlessly abandoned by the sect one year ago but has now regained their cultivation. How would those important figures in the sect feel if they found out?" Li Moyun thought to himself. "Ni Hao and Nan Ying would naturally not do anything that would boost someone else's prestige while crushing their own ambitions."
At this moment, Nian Yunqiao's narrow cheeks revealed a hint of ruthlessness, and he snorted coldly, "It seems that Feng Xiaofeng hasn't learned his lesson. He should be grateful he didn't encounter me tonight, otherwise, I would have dismantled his arm!"
"Nian Senior Brother, why bother with a cripple? Don't mention him; it's annoying," Yu Qian whispered, her eyebrows showing a hint of complexity.
"A friend from Guangling City told me recently that Su Yi's cultivation seems to have recovered, and he even won first place in the Dragon Gate Competition. Is it true or false?" a young man suddenly spoke up.
Everyone else was taken aback and turned their gaze towards Li Moyun, knowing that he hailed from Guangling City.
"Well..." Li Moyun blinked his eyelids and shook his head. "I'm not sure. I haven't been in contact with my family recently, so I'm completely unaware of what's happening in Guangling City."
He didn't want to discuss this matter.
If he mentioned it, it would be as if he was admitting that Su Yi was something extraordinary.
"Enough, let's not mention that waste anymore. Let's continue with the feast," Chen Jinlong waved his hand.
Just as he said that, a young man in a silver robe entered, carrying a wine jug.
Sun Qu.
An Outer Sect disciple of the Qinghe Sword Mansion. As soon as he entered, he mysteriously said, "When I went to get the wine just now, I heard something interesting. Would you like to know?"
"Oh? What is it?" Chen Jinlong asked.
Sun Qu said, "Just now, Lady Cuiyun personally came forward and led the eight main officials of Fengyuan Pavilion to greet a group of guests at the entrance."
Chen Jinlong exclaimed, "Who has such a high status to make Lady Cuiyun go to such lengths?"
Others showed curiosity as well.
"It is said to be a group of strange young people," Sun Qu continued. "The one leading them is dressed in a blue robe and looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. The others are also quite peculiar."
"What's so strange about them?" Chen Jinlong impatiently asked. "Stop beating around the bush and just tell us."
Sun Qu smiled and said, "One is a disabled person sitting in a wheelchair, another is a young boy wearing straw shoes with mud on his pants, and the third is a poorly dressed little girl. Do you think such a group of people is strange?"
Everyone nodded involuntarily; indeed, it was very odd.
This was Fengyuan Pavilion, and it was unlikely for people of humble means to come here.
But inexplicably, Lady Cuiyun personally led the eight officials to greet them, which was highly unusual.
Only Yan Chengrong's face changed dramatically, seemingly realizing something but also finding it hard to believe.
"Yan Junior Brother, what's wrong with you?" Li Moyun suddenly noticed Yan Chengrong's abnormality.
"It's nothing, I just need to step outside for a moment," Yan Chengrong forced a smile and got up, leaving the room.
Quickly, he found a servant and quietly inquired about the situation of Lady Cuiyun greeting the group of guests.
By the time he returned to the room after asking, his whole person seemed lost and bewildered.
This abnormal scene made Chen Jinlong furrow his brow and say unhappily, "Yan Junior Brother, what's really going on with you? If you're feeling unwell, you should go back and not spoil the mood for everyone!"
Others also noticed that Yan Chengrong was acting strangely and were quite puzzled.
Yan Chengrong shuddered as if he had completely awakened, and he glanced at everyone before saying bitterly, "Chen Shao, it's not that I'm feeling unwell. It's just that I have just confirmed something, and this... truly puzzles me."
Without waiting for further inquiry, he pondered and said, "If my deduction is correct, the group of guests Lady Cuiyun personally greeted just now is very likely Su Yi, Feng Xiaofeng, and the others!"
The room fell silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Every person's face was filled with astonishment.
Li Moyun felt a shiver in his heart, a cold sensation running down his spine.
Indeed, that scoundrel Su Yi had attached himself to Yuan Luo Xi's thigh!
However, if it were just Yuan Luo Xi, it seemed unnecessary for Lady Cuiyun to put on such a show of power. Could there be another hidden motive?
The more he thought about it, the more Li Moyun felt a stifling sensation in his chest, a sorrow that felt like spitting blood.
"With Su Yi and his group, how could they possibly have Lady Cuiyun greet them?" Chen Jinlong couldn't hold back, furrowing his brow as he spoke.
Just a moment ago, he had mocked that even with Su Yi and his group, they would probably not even be able to enter the main entrance of Fengyuan Pavilion.
Who would have thought that Yan Chengrong would immediately bring up such a matter, as if slapping him in the face.
Yan Chengrong hurriedly explained, "I couldn't figure out the reason behind it, so I lost control earlier. But I can guarantee that those people should be Su Yi and his group."
"Like that Feng Xiaofeng, sitting in a wheelchair with his legs crippled. I saw it clearly just now, there's no mistake!"
Suddenly, the atmosphere at the banquet became even more oppressive, and everyone was filled with doubts.
"Is it true? Why don't we go and see for ourselves? If it's really Su Yi and his group, we were once fellow disciples. It wouldn't hurt to say hello, would it?" Nian Yunqiao's face turned ugly, his gaze cold.
"Where are they now?" Chen Jinlong's eyes flickered.
"Ninth floor, Shanhe Hall," Yan Chengrong quickly replied.
This statement made the people present even more unsettled.
With Chen Jinlong's status, he could only arrange the banquet on the sixth floor!
This was already a special privilege enjoyed by relying on the reputation of his father, Chen Dakong.
But Su Yi and the others, who they didn't even bother to glance at, had leaped straight to the ninth floor, overlooking the bustling city and enjoying the top-notch banquet and treatment of Fengyuan Pavilion!
Such a contrast inevitably disturbed their state of mind.
"Let's go, we'll go to Shanhe Hall and take a look," Chen Jinlong couldn't contain his displeasure any longer and got up to leave.
Seeing this, the others also got up and followed suit.
Only Li Moyun stayed behind.
"Aren't you going to have a look, Senior Brother Li?" Chen Jinlong turned his head, furrowing his brow as he looked at Li Moyun.
"Let me advise you, this is Fengyuan Pavilion, and if Su Yi can dine on the ninth floor, there must be a reason. It's better if you don't go," Li Moyun said.
Li Moyun remained expressionless.
"Senior Brother Li, we are just going to pay a visit to our former fellow disciples, not to cause trouble. If you don't want to go, then so be it," Chen Jinlong sneered and left with the others.
"Foolish!" Li Moyun coldly chuckled.
But then again, he still couldn't accept the fact that Su Yi had become powerful. He always thought it was a dream and that he would wake up soon.
"True, Chen Jinlong and the others still don't know about Su Yi's recovered cultivation. How could they possibly imagine that Su Yi is now a guest of the Yuan family's young miss?"
"In their eyes, Su Yi is still just that pitiful and laughable waste..." Li Moyun sighed inwardly.
Ninth floor.
Shanhe Hall.
As soon as Chen Jinlong and his group arrived, they were stopped by an official stationed outside the grand hall.
"What are you all here for?" The official was a fat middle-aged man in luxurious attire, experienced and sharp-eyed.
With a single glance, he recognized the identities of Chen Jinlong and the other young gentlemen, so he spoke quite politely.
"We..." Chen Jinlong felt quite uncomfortable. Having a steward personally guarding the main entrance meant that even if his father came, he might not receive such treatment!
He took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said, "We came to visit our fellow disciples."
"Fellow disciples?" The middle-aged man in luxurious attire was taken aback.
Chen Jinlong suppressed the frustration in his heart and said, "Yes, we received news that our fellow disciples, Su Yi and Feng Xiaofeng, are feasting in Shanhe Hall. So we came here specifically to pay them a visit."
"Wait here, I will inquire and then come back to inform you. Whether you can see them or not depends on the approval of the distinguished guests inside Shanhe Hall," the middle-aged man in luxurious attire said.
He turned and stood in front of the entrance of Shanhe Hall. He first carefully adjusted his attire, slightly bowed his body, and a natural expression of warmth and deference appeared on his face. Then, cautiously and respectfully, he pushed open the door of Shanhe Hall and walked in.
One of the eight stewards of Fengyuan Pavilion, someone who would face the usual big shots in the city without any fear or subservience, was now behaving so deferentially and cautiously!
Chen Jinlong and the others witnessed this scene, their hearts surging with envy, resentment, and suspicion.
Inside Shanhe Hall, Su Yi drank wine while instructing Huang Qianjun, "After finishing the meal, go and purchase a courtyard for me. I have only one requirement: peace and quiet."
Huang Qianjun nodded repeatedly and patted his chest, saying, "Su Brother, leave this small matter to me. I guarantee not to disappoint you."
"This is a hundred thousand silver notes. Take it," Su Yi took out ten silver notes from the ink jade pendant and handed them over casually.
"Alright," Huang Qianjun didn't refuse tactfully. He knew that this money wasn't his own but the funds he managed on behalf of Su Yi...
Feng Xiaofeng widened his eyes and said, "Senior Brother Su Yi, when did you become so wealthy?"
Feng Xiaoran and Ah Fei were also dumbfounded. A hundred thousand silver notes?
For them, it was an unimaginable amount.
"Material wealth is no longer of great importance to me," Su Yi smiled and didn't explain much. "However, if there are problems that can be solved with money, I won't be short of it."
He suddenly remembered a phrase Yuan Luoxi had said, "Throw money around? I can do that too."
Just at that moment, the middle-aged man in luxurious attire walked in with a smile on his face.
He gently closed the door before turning around and respectfully bowing to Su Yi, saying, "I'm truly sorry for the disturbance, esteemed guests. Chen Jinlong, accompanied by a group of people, has arrived. They claim to be fellow disciples of the esteemed guests and have come specifically to pay their respects. If the esteemed guests are unwilling to see them, I can make them leave."
Chen Jinlong!
Su Yi raised an eyebrow.
Feng Xiaofeng whispered, "Senior Brother Su Yi, back at the Qinghe Sword Mansion, Yan Yunqiao, Yan Chengrong, and the others were closest to this guy. In other words, they were in the same circle, and Chen Jinlong is their leader."
Su Yi nodded, suddenly smiled, and said, "I was planning to meet them, but I didn't expect them to come to me proactively."
He looked at the middle-aged man in luxurious attire and said, "Let them in."