Dislikes Using Influence to Bully Others

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull, powerful sounds of kowtowing rang out again and again inside the private room.

Even Fu Shan and Nie Beihu, experts long accustomed to bloodshed, felt their hearts leap at the sight.

A flash of pain crossed Huang Yunchong's brow. His hands, tucked inside his sleeves, clenched tightly, his fingernails digging into his flesh.

As a father, watching his son be forced to kowtow over and over again, how could he not hate it? How could his heart not ache?

But he could only endure it!

Today's situation gave him no chance whatsoever to fly into a rage and take revenge.

The moment he did, he and the entire Huang Family behind him would suffer an unpredictable calamity!

"This matter ends here."

A moment later, Su Yi suddenly spoke, sounding rather uninterested.

When he left Gathering Immortals Pavilion yesterday, he had already anticipated that Huang Qianjun would seek revenge.

But he had not expected that, in the end, while he sat here without so much as moving, someone else would solve it for him.

This left Su Yi with little sense of accomplishment to speak of.

Fu Shan let out a breath of relief. His mind had been taut the entire time, worried that Huang Yunchong might lose control of his emotions and do something reckless.

Fortunately, nothing of the sort had happened.

"Many thanks... for showing mercy, Young Master Su!"

Huang Yunchong bowed his head, his voice hoarse.

"I told you, I don't like using borrowed power to bully others. However... you could be considered lucky today."

Su Yi gave Huang Yunchong a deep look, then rose to his feet and strode toward the door of the private room.

If he had personally taken action today, heads would have rolled here!

Unfortunately, Huang Yunchong and the others likely had not realized this at all. Otherwise, they would surely have felt fortunate that they were still alive now.

"Old Huang, I advise you to extinguish any thoughts of future revenge. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have to stake the lives of everyone in your Huang Family!"

Seeing Su Yi leave, Fu Shan coldly warned Huang Yunchong, then hurried after him.

"Everyone, take care of yourselves."

Nie Beihu had also lost interest in watching the excitement and left after them.

Only Huang Yunchong, Huang Qianjun, and Huang Yin remained in the private room.

Huang Yunchong's figure swayed. As if all strength had left him, he collapsed into a chair, his eyes vacant. His whole person seemed to have aged a great deal in an instant.

"Father..."

Huang Qianjun wept bitterly. His forehead was split open, and bloodstains mixed with the tears sliding down his face, making him look exceptionally bloody and terrifying.

At the side, Huang Yin tightly clutched his severed hand, his face pale and almost translucent from excessive blood loss.

"One wrong step nearly forged a hatred to last through the ages..."

Only after a long time did Huang Yunchong seem to recover from his numbness. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Child, you must remember this. In the future, if you have not become a Grandmaster, if you have not been ennobled as a marquis or king, you absolutely... absolutely must not take revenge..."

By the end, his voice was already thick with exhaustion and bitterness.

"Patriarch, are we just going to let this matter go?"

Huang Yin's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Huang Yunchong abruptly sat upright, his expression icy and terrifying. Enunciating each word, he said, "If you dare make trouble, don't blame me for placing righteousness before family!"

Huang Yin's entire body stiffened, and he sank into silence.

It was at this moment that Huang Qianjun, this silkpants youth, finally realized what the cruelty of reality meant.

Even their Huang Family had times when they had no choice but to swallow their anger and submit!

And all of this was bestowed upon them by that Son-in-law of the Wen Family...

Thinking of this, Huang Qianjun's heart filled with bewilderment. That Son-in-law everyone in Guangling City mocked, a cripple who had lost all his cultivation—how could he possess such terrifying authority?

The first floor of Gathering Immortals Pavilion.

Just as Su Yi appeared at the stairway, a richly dressed, prosperous-looking middle-aged man who had long been waiting there immediately bent at the waist and lowered his head, his face full of fawning smiles as he said:

"I knew it! Young Master Su would surely turn danger into safety today and return unharmed!"

This man was none other than Yue Tianhe, the owner of Gathering Immortals Pavilion, a figure in Guangling City whose hands and eyes reached the heavens.

Previously, when Su Yi arrived, he had still been taking a gloating, spectating attitude. But now, his face was filled with a warm and radiant smile.

"The signboard of this Gathering Immortals Pavilion is indeed remarkably sturdy. It actually didn't suffer much damage."

Su Yi made a faintly sarcastic remark.

Yue Tianhe laughed awkwardly, but his skin was thick enough. With a look of shame, he said, "Young Master Su overpraises us. It truly makes this Yue feel ashamed. To express the remorse in my heart, from now on, whenever Young Master Su comes as a guest, everything will be free!"

Su Yi gave an "oh" and said no more, heading straight out of Gathering Immortals Pavilion.

City Lord Fu Shan and Nie Beihu followed close behind.

"Lord Fu, Lord Nie."

Yue Tianhe hurriedly bowed.

"Lucky nothing happened to Young Master Su this time. Otherwise, I'd tear down this Gathering Immortals Pavilion of yours first!"

Fu Shan gave a cold snort and left without looking back.

Only after the figures of Su Yi, Fu Shan, and Nie Beihu had all vanished beyond the main doors did Yue Tianhe straighten up and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Even now, his heart was still pounding violently, fear lingering and leaving him uneasy.

"If I'd known this Su Yi had such great ability, how would I have dared slight him like that before..."

Yue Tianhe muttered to himself.

He still couldn't make sense of it. How had a cripple like Su Yi gotten connected with both Fu Shan and Nie Beihu?

It completely overturned his imagination!

Outside Gathering Immortals Pavilion.

"Lord Fu, Young Master Su, if there is nothing else, this subordinate will take his leave first."

Nie Beihu said in a deep voice.

Fu Shan nodded and reminded him, "Do not let word of today's events leak out."

Only when Nie Beihu had turned to leave did Su Yi think of something and suddenly say, "Lord Nie, your son is not bad."

Nie Beihu's steps paused, but he did not turn back and continued forward. Only a hint of a smile had already risen between his brows.

In the heart of a father like him, his son Nie Teng clearly distinguished gratitude and grudges, and knew to repay kindness. Naturally, he was quite good!

"All of Guangling City has misjudged this Su Yi. Who could have thought he was a friend of Lingyao Princess?"

"Fortunately, Teng'er has already won a trace of this Su Yi's goodwill. Perhaps in the future, we can further consolidate the relationship..."

Nie Beihu had already begun pondering in his heart.

"By now, Young Master Su has likely guessed Lingyao Princess's identity, hasn't he?"

Fu Shan's smile was warm, his tone respectful.

Su Yi nodded and said, "I simply didn't expect her to send someone to follow me these past few days. Otherwise, Lord Fu probably couldn't have reached Gathering Immortals Pavilion so quickly."

Fu Shan's smile stiffened, and he hurriedly explained, "Young Master Su, please don't misunderstand. The princess truly was..."

"Lord Fu need not explain. In any case, today, Lord Fu can be considered to have helped me. And I have always disliked owing favors. If Lord Fu ever has something he cannot resolve in the future, you may come find this Su."

With that, Su Yi turned and left.

In a robe of blue, he moved among the coming and going crowds, alone yet untouched by the dust of the world.

"This Su Yi likely has quite a few secrets unknown to others..."

Fu Shan watched Su Yi's figure vanish before finally withdrawing his gaze.

He likewise had many doubts in his heart, but he was also clear that some matters could not be rashly probed.

The most pressing matter now was to return and report to Lingyao Princess.

City Lord's Mansion, side courtyard.

Beneath a Phoenix Tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, Zi Jin quietly listened to Fu Shan's report.

She had a pair of long, well-proportioned jade legs that made her figure seem exceptionally tall and slender. Her glossy black hair was casually coiled into a bun, revealing an exquisite, otherworldly oval face, curved willow brows, lustrous red lips, and a pair of eyes as clear and bright as springheads.

Even though she was currently wearing only a plain long dress with wide sleeves, it still could not conceal the noble, refined aura emanating from her entire body.

"You're saying Mister Su went alone to the meeting, saber in hand, and remained calm and composed from beginning to end?"

After hearing Fu Shan's account, a thoughtful look rose in Zi Jin's starry eyes.

"Correct. Oh, right—before he left, he also said something strange."

Fu Shan pondered as he spoke.

"Tell me." Zi Jin was quite interested.

Fu Shan answered respectfully, "He said that he has always disliked borrowing power to pressure others, and that today's matter counted as Huang Yunchong and the others being lucky."

"Lucky..."

A strange light rose in Zi Jin's starry eyes. "From the looks of it, even if you hadn't gone, Mister Su had long since had a way to deal with it. Right, he should already have guessed my identity, yes?"

Fu Shan nodded.

"Then did he have any reaction?" Zi Jin pressed.

"This..."

Fu Shan hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Princess, he has already guessed that this subordinate has been secretly watching him these past few days."

Zi Jin's heart tightened. "Is Mister Su angry?"

Fu Shan hurriedly shook his head. "Not exactly. He only said that this subordinate could be considered to have done him a favor, and that if I encounter any thorny matters in the future, I can go to him for help."

Zi Jin nodded and said, "Uncle Fu, you may go for now."

"Yes."

Fu Shan turned and left.

Zi Jin went straight into a room in the side courtyard.

Inside the room, the lean-looking Xiao Tianque was brewing tea, his bearing leisurely, and his complexion much rosier than before.

When he saw Zi Jin walk in, Xiao Tianque spoke unhurriedly. "I heard everything you were discussing just now. All I can say is that Fu Shan going to Gathering Immortals Pavilion this time ended up doing Huang Yunchong a favor instead. Otherwise, with Mister Su's methods, they likely would not have kept their lives."

Zi Jin hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

"If you want to say something, then say it. There's no one else here."

Xiao Tianque smiled and shook his head.

Zi Jin took a deep breath and said seriously, "Grandfather, all the information we've gathered proves that Su... Mister Su isn't some hidden expert beyond the world at all, nor is he some unfathomable immortal figure. He's only a son-in-law of the Wen Family. Why do you still value him so highly?"

Xiao Tianque laughed and said with emotion, "When you reach my age, you'll discover that so-called status, position, and power are all unimportant. What matters is one's state of mind, wisdom, and Dao Xing!"

"With the methods and discernment Mister Su displayed that day, if someone said he was a hidden expert beyond the world, I wouldn't find it strange. But he just so happens to be an abandoned disciple of Green River Sword Mansion, an unvalued son-in-law of the Wen Family. That is what's strangest!"

Xiao Tianque's eyes turned deep as he said, "It is certain that Mister Su has secrets hidden on him that we have no way of knowing. That is what makes Mister Su most worthy of dread!"

Xiao Tianque lifted his eyes and saw that doubts still lingered in Zi Jin's heart. He could not help but laugh softly. "Girl, don't think so much. Don't forget, ever since I took the medicinal decoction prescribed by Mister Su, the wounds on my body have now healed seventy to eighty percent. On the strength of this method that is like raising the dead back to life, it is enough to prove just how remarkable Mister Su is!"

Zi Jin nodded repeatedly and said, "That prescription truly is miraculous to the extreme."

Xiao Tianque suddenly thought of something, and his expression turned solemn. "Tomorrow morning, we'll be able to meet Mister Su. You must remember not to be discourteous then, and you absolutely must not show the slightest neglect."

Zi Jin could not help saying petulantly, "Grandfather, you've reminded me many times these past few days! Do I look like the kind of person who doesn't know propriety?"

Xiao Tianque burst into laughter and said leisurely, "Don't blame your grandfather for nagging. That day, I thought I was sure to die. Who would have thought the path would turn around between the peaks, and I would receive Mister Su's lifesaving help and regain a chance at life? Your grandfather... is happy!"

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