As Liu Xianglan spoke, the atmosphere in the courtyard became subtly tense.
"Old Dao, there's no need to worry anymore. There are only four people in this courtyard, and the two weakest ones are hiding in the rooms. As for the other two..." Chu Silang, with a lazy demeanor and a mischievous look in his eyes, continued, "The one who opened the door for us is at the late-stage of Blood Refinement, while the young master in the pavilion is at the early-stage of Qi Gathering."
Pausing for a moment, he pointed casually at the Soul Nurturing Gourd hanging at Su Yi's waist. "If you look at this item, it's the treasure that old man Weng Yunqi stole from the sect!"
"From this, we can deduce that they are definitely connected to Weng Yunqi. So, our arrival here is not in vain."
After speaking, Chu Silang casually sat on a stool, lazily stretching his body, exuding an even more relaxed demeanor. Those who didn't know might think he was the master of this place. His casual appearance revealed a sense of confidence and certainty.
"These four youngsters indeed pose no threat at all," Liu Xianglan's beautiful eyes flickered as she spoke, her voice filled with laughter.
The smile on Blood Heng Dao Ren's face faded away, and he let out a long breath, reminding them, "It wouldn't hurt to be a bit cautious. Just as I said earlier, both of you should be more polite and not frighten these young friends."
Chu Silang perfunctorily responded with an "Oh."
Liu Xianglan then threw a flirtatious glance at Huang Qianjun, her smile enchanting. "Young man, you look so tender and delicate. It really makes me itch. How about finding a private place for a drink after we're done with official business?"
She intentionally accentuated her slender waist, seemingly on the verge of bursting her blouse.
This sight nearly made Chu Silang's eyes pop out, and he subconsciously adjusted his crotch while cursing inwardly.
"Are you members of the Yin Sha Sect?" Huang Qianjun exclaimed in astonishment.
Seeing his surprised expression, Liu Xianglan couldn't help but laugh. "Of course. Didn't Weng Yunqi mention our names to you?"
Huang Qianjun shook his head.
"Then you may leave," Su Yi casually remarked from the pavilion.
Huang Qianjun hurriedly returned to the room.
With no one to stop them, Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others remained calm and relaxed, showing no concern that these few young men could cause any trouble.
"Or maybe I should go and chat with the young master alone?" Liu Xianglan lightly bit her vermilion lips, her eyes seductive as silk.
"Let's deal with the matter at hand first!" Blood Heng Dao Ren frowned and reprimanded her.
With that, Blood Heng Dao Ren looked at Su Yi and smiled, asking, "Young friend, can you tell us about your relationship with Weng Yunqi?"
Su Yi's gaze remained indifferent as he replied, "I'm also waiting for him, but I didn't expect you to come first."
"Waiting for him?" Blood Heng Dao Ren pondered, "So, does that mean he will be coming again soon?"
"I'm not sure," Su Yi asked in return, "But how did you find this place?"
"Naturally, we tracked him down," Chu Silang lazily replied.
Su Yi suddenly realized, "It seems that you possess a secret technique that can trace Weng Yunqi's whereabouts. No wonder."
Chu Silang proudly said, "You have a bit of insight, little guy, but these methods are completely insignificant to us."
"You talk too much, you sickly fool!" Blood Heng Dao Ren frowned and reprimanded him.
Chu Silang smiled dismissively.
"Young friend doesn't seem to be afraid of us at all. Why is that?" Blood Heng Dao Ren couldn't help but ask, feeling that Su Yi was unusually calm.
"Why should I be afraid?" Su Yi laughed, "I'm too happy to be afraid."
At this moment, Chu Silang and Liu Xianglan also sensed that something was amiss and turned their gaze towards Su Yi.
"Happy?" Blood Heng Dao Ren's eyes flickered.
Su Yi lifted his wine cup and finished it in one gulp, saying, "I was just worried about not being able to find Weng Yunqi, but you possess a secret technique that can trace some of his whereabouts. Isn't that something to be happy about?"
Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others were all somewhat bewildered, struggling to understand the situation.
What's going on?
Could it be that this kid is not associated with Weng Yunqi?
Suddenly, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
"Is Master Su here?"
A loud and hearty voice came from outside the courtyard.
Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others were startled, but from the sound of the voice, they could tell that it wasn't Weng Yunqi.
"The door is not locked. Zhang Commander, please come in," Su Yi casually said.
He was also somewhat surprised. Why did Zhang Yiren come?
The courtyard gate was pushed open from the outside.
Immediately after, two figures entered the sight of everyone present.
The one leading the way was dressed in old military attire, standing tall and straight like a spear. His eyes were cold like electricity, resembling a steep and solitary mountain, emanating an awe-inspiring and iron-blooded aura.
Marshal Wulin, Chen Zheng!
Beside Chen Zheng stood Zhang Yiren, a tall figure with weathered skin and a face full of ruggedness.
"Damn!"
When Chu Silang saw Chen Zheng, who had been lazy and carefree moments ago, he trembled all over, hastily stood up as if his butt was on fire, and instinctively moved next to Blood Heng Dao Ren, his face changing drastically.
"Ch-Chen... Chen..."
Liu Xianglan, too, was like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling in fear, her scalp tingling, and she could barely speak coherently.
"Calm down!" Blood Heng Dao Ren lowly reprimanded.
However, his own complexion also changed constantly, and his body on the stone bench tightened, forcing himself to appear calm.
Marshal Wulin!
The most courageous and skilled among the eighteen honorary titles of the external nobles in Da Zhou. He resided on the Bloodthorn Demon Mountain all year round, killing to the point where blood flowed like a river and the mountains were filled with countless white bones!
That kind of reputation, who in the entire Da Zhou wouldn't know?
Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others couldn't have imagined that in this ordinary alley and courtyard, they would encounter Chen Zheng, this big shot whose hands were stained with blood.
For a moment, even though they were used to seeing storms, they all felt dumbfounded. They thought they had come to the wrong place...
Seeing this scene as soon as he entered, Chen Zheng furrowed his brows.
His eyes, sharp as lightning, swept over Chu Silang and the others.
Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others dared not meet his gaze, feeling a chill run down their spines. They no longer had the arrogance and certainty they had just moments ago.
"Master Su."
Zhang Yiren also sensed that something was amiss, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He respectfully bowed to Su Yi, who was standing in the distance, and smiled, "I came uninvited. Please don't take offense."
Su Yi nodded, "Commander Zhang, no need to be polite."
"This is our Lord Marquis."
Zhang Yiren solemnly introduced, "Lord Marquis, this is Master Su."
Chen Zheng observed Su Yi for a moment and clasped his fist, "Thanks to Master Su's efforts on the boat last time, Chen Zheng has been grateful. That's why I came specifically to pay my respects."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, "Yiren, present our gift."
Zhang Yiren approached with a jade box and smiled, "This is a horn from a fourth-rank 'Green Fire Deer.' It's not particularly rare, but I hope you accept it, Master."
Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others couldn't help but inhale sharply.
The Marshal Wulin personally came to deliver a gift?!
And it was the most precious spiritual material from a fourth-rank demon beast!
Who is this young man? How does he have such a great background?
Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others became even more uneasy in their hearts, their expressions becoming increasingly restless and nervous.
"Thank you."
Su Yi gave a slight bow and gestured towards the seats in the courtyard, "Please have a seat, both of you."
Chen Zheng and Zhang Yiren took their seats.
Seeing Su Yi about to brew tea with a teapot in hand, Zhang Yiren immediately stood up and smiled, "Let me do it."
Su Yi didn't refuse.
"Master Su, who are these three?" Chen Zheng looked at Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others.
In an instant, Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others trembled, their bodies quivered, and their hearts prepared for battle.
"They are from the Yin Sha Sect, and I just met them as well," Su Yi casually replied.
The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.
A gleam of light flickered in Zhang Yiren's eyes.
Chen Zheng sat calmly, but there were faintly terrifying electric currents circulating in his eyes.
"Lord Chen Zheng, our purpose for coming here is not to trouble Master Su, but to inquire about the whereabouts of Weng Yunqi," Blood Heng Dao Ren took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice, "Master Su can testify to this."
Su Yi smiled and said, "I also happen to need their help in finding Weng Yunqi. We were just discussing this matter."
Chen Zheng furrowed his brows and asked, "May I ask, who is Weng Yunqi?"
Su Yi casually replied, "A traitor from the Yin Sha Sect. He possesses something that I need."
Chen Zheng vaguely understood and asked, "So, are these three willing to help?"
Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others hurriedly said, "Of course we are willing!"
Chen Zheng immediately lost interest in these three evil cultivators.
He shifted his gaze back to Su Yi and said, "Master Su, yesterday I went to the Qinghe Sword Mansion to visit Mu Cangtu. I heard that he was defeated by a mysterious young man. Have you heard about this?"
Zhang Yiren also looked over.
Su Yi casually said, "If you're asking about the person who made him bow his head in surrender, then that would be me."
"It's just as Yiren predicted."
Chen Zheng suddenly realized, unable to help but feel amazed. How could a Qi Gathering Realm teenager defeat Mu Cangtu, a martial arts master? It was truly shocking.
No wonder Mu Cangtu suffered such a defeat and had to step down from his position as the Mansion Lord. Clearly, he was greatly affected.
"Master Su, you're truly earning more and more of my admiration."
Zhang Yiren also praised with deep respect in his expression.
Upon hearing their conversation, Blood Heng Dao Ren and the others were thunderstruck, looking at each other in astonishment, cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads.
Just a moment ago, they regarded Su Yi as insignificant, joking and not taking him seriously.
Who would have thought that this kid was a hidden ruthless character?
"Thank goodness I reminded them to be polite, otherwise we would have done something out of line..."
Blood Heng Dao Ren secretly felt fortunate.
Chu Silang struggled to swallow his saliva, and his calves were trembling. If possible, he would rather escape now, the farther the better!
Liu Xianglan felt like crying without tears. What the hell was happening here?!
Fortunately, no one was paying attention to the three of them at the moment. Whether it was Su Yi or Chen Zheng, they completely ignored them.
While this provided them with a slight sense of relief, they couldn't help but feel a sense of humiliation and wounded pride.
After all, they were the three guardians of the Yin Sha Sect's Gunzhou Branch. How did they end up in such a situation?
After some casual conversation, Chen Zheng suddenly asked, "I wonder if the young master is interested in going to the Bloodthorn Demon Mountain for monster hunting?"
"Monster hunting?" Su Yi was puzzled.
Before Chen Zheng could speak, Zhang Yiren quickly explained with a smile.