Young and Ignorant, Arrogant and Presumptuous

With just one glance, Su Yi could not help saying in surprise, "Origin Talisman?"

A so-called Origin Talisman was refined by a cultivator who had stepped into the Origin Dao. It was filled with origin power and possessed all manner of inconceivable abilities.

Within the territory of the Great Zhou, those who had stepped into the Origin Dao were already regarded as Land Immortals.

And a treasure refined by such a figure could absolutely be called a priceless treasure worth ten thousand gold yet impossible to obtain!

"That is correct. This talisman is called 'Star Blade.' On the day you married into the Wen Family as a Son-in-law, it was gifted by your father. Crush it, and a single strike can slay a Martial Dao Grandmaster!"

Only after Old Madam Wen carefully put the jade talisman away did she straighten her back, pride appearing on her face. "And this treasure is the Wen Family's greatest reliance."

Su Yi shook his head inwardly. It was only an Origin Talisman. Was it worth being this proud over?

"Why is Old Madam telling me all this?" he asked.

"Third Young Master, from the day you married into the Wen Family until now, aside from suffering some mockery and cold looks, has anyone ever truly laid hands on you or bullied you?" Old Madam Wen asked.

Su Yi shook his head. "That has not happened."

Old Madam Wen's expression turned stern, her tone carrying a threat. "Then listen well, Third Young Master. I do not care whether you hate the Wen Family in your heart or not, but if you dare do anything harmful to the Wen Family in the future, I will never spare you!"

Only then did Su Yi understand. The reason the old lady had taken out that Origin Talisman just now was nothing more than to use it to intimidate him.

He smiled, lingered no longer, and turned to leave.

"Why does this boy seem like he's become a completely different person..."

It was not until Su Yi's figure disappeared beyond Flower Tea Hall that Old Madam Wen withdrew her gaze. Her brows, however, slowly furrowed, her expression flickering uncertainly.

"Should I write a letter and tell the Su Family about today's events?"

After a long while, she let out a long sigh and made her decision. "Forget it. The Su Family's affairs are no longer something an outsider like me can meddle in. As long as this boy does nothing to wrong the Wen Family, I can turn a blind eye!"

The Longevity Banquet was still going on, the atmosphere lively and clamorous.

When Su Yi returned, he saw Wen Shaobei and the other younger members of the Wen Family all clustered around one person like Stars Surrounding the Moon.

Even Wen Lingxue was among them.

The one surrounded was Wen Jueyuan, son of the clan head, Wen Changjing. He was an outstanding young man with a cultivation at the Blood Moving Realm Great Perfection, the leading figure among the Wen Family's younger generation.

Of course, compared to Li Moyun of the Li Family, his reputation was slightly inferior.

"Brother Su, you're back."

When he saw Su Yi, Huang Qianjun, who had been sitting all alone before the banquet table, shot to his feet and revealed a warm smile.

Su Yi nodded and said, "The Longevity Banquet is already more than halfway through. Why haven't you left yet?"

Huang Qianjun said awkwardly, "If Brother Su doesn't leave, how could I have any reason to leave? No matter what, I have to accompany you to the end!"

Su Yi gave an "oh." How could he fail to see what Huang Qianjun and his father, Huang Yunchong, were thinking?

It was nothing more than wanting to "hold a happy event out of a funeral," treating yesterday's disaster as an opportunity to mend their relationship with him—and, ideally, draw a little closer to him!

"Su Yi, Cousin Jueyuan has something to say to you. Hurry and come with me."

Not far away, Wen Shaobei suddenly walked over, his gaze arrogant and his words stiff.

Su Yi raised his eyes and looked not far away. He saw Wen Jueyuan, who was surrounded by the crowd, looking in his direction, a trace of reserved pride hanging in his expression.

Su Yi's gaze returned to Wen Shaobei before him, his expression calm as he said, "Go tell him that if he wants to talk, he can. Have him come over himself."

When he had first come to attend the Longevity Banquet, this Wen Shaobei had spoken with contempt, berating Su Yi for being a Son-in-law and not qualified to sit there.

After that, Wen Shaobei had even seized the chance to take a jab at Wen Changtai, making Wen Lingxue furious.

And now, he had actually become Wen Jueyuan's lackey again!

Naturally, Su Yi would not be polite. In his words, he also regarded Wen Shaobei as nothing more than an errand boy.

"You... what did you say?"

Wen Shaobei was stunned. A Son-in-law actually dared put on airs in front of him?

Huang Qianjun immediately leaned in, his eyes brutal and sinister, and said, "Are your eyes blind, or are your ears deaf? Can't you understand human speech?"

Wen Shaobei's entire body stiffened, fear rising in his heart.

In Guangling City, Huang Qianjun was a famous silkpants, arrogant and despotic, vicious and cruel. Among the younger generation, there were very few who did not fear Huang Qianjun.

Wen Shaobei was naturally no exception.

He swallowed with difficulty and said in a low voice, "Young Master Huang, this matter has nothing to do with you..."

Huang Qianjun cut him off with a ptui. "If today weren't your family's old madam's Longevity Banquet, do you believe I'd dare cripple you right here?"

Wen Shaobei's face turned blue, cold sweat pouring from his forehead, and he completely wilted.

Huang Qianjun said disdainfully, "Look at that spineless look of yours. If you still want to make a living in Guangling City in the future, then hurry up and get lost to deliver the message!"

Wen Shaobei was practically as if granted a great pardon, and he ran off in a flash.

Witnessing all of this, Su Yi could not help laughing to himself in derision. Sure enough, wicked men still needed wicked men to grind them down. Among the Wen Family's younger generation, there were few who could shoulder great responsibilities.

"Brother Su, please don't blame me for meddling. I just can't stand it. He's nothing but a minor figure from a branch line of the Wen Family, yet he dares disrespect you, Brother Su. He's simply tired of living!"

When he faced Su Yi, Huang Qianjun instantly turned incomparably obedient, even his brows and eyes taking on a fawning look.

"You're quite good at bending and stretching."

Su Yi clicked his tongue.

Huang Qianjun didn't know whether he had caught the sarcasm in those words or not; he just kept chuckling to himself.

"What? Su Yi actually dares to have Cousin Jueyuan go over and find him?"

"He doesn't know his own measure!"

...Not far away, soon after Wen Shaobei returned, the young men and women clustered around Wen Jueyuan broke into a stir, both astonished and indignant.

Wen Lingxue was there too. Crying inwardly that this was bad, she hurriedly ran toward Su Yi.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up and leave! That guy Wen Shaobei is sowing discord in front of Cousin Jueyuan!"

Wen Lingxue spoke quickly, her delicate, fair pretty face filled with anxiety.

"This time, you've misunderstood Wen Shaobei. What he said was the truth. It's Wen Jueyuan who wants to talk to me, not me who wants to talk to him. Shouldn't he be the one to take the initiative?"

Su Yi said with a smile.

Huang Qianjun nodded from the side. "Brother Su's words are absolutely right!"

Wen Lingxue couldn't help but freeze. What was going on?

Just then—

Not far away, Wen Jueyuan was already striding over, with the younger generation of the Wen Family following behind him. The gazes of some nearby guests were inevitably drawn over.

"I truly didn't expect that you, Su Yi, would put on bigger and bigger airs these days."

Wen Jueyuan stopped in front of Su Yi, his chin slightly raised, a piercing gleam rising in his eyes.

In the Wen Family, he was the leader of the younger generation, someone who had always received a hundred responses to a single call.

But Su Yi, a son-in-law, had actually refused to come see him in front of everyone. This left him rather displeased.

"Wen Jueyuan, aren't you the one who put on airs first?"

Huang Qianjun laughed with a scoff. "We're less than ten zhang apart, yet you had Wen Shaobei act as your lackey to pass along a message. If we're going to talk about it, your airs are truly not small."

Today, he was a guest, and he was Huang Yunchong's legitimate son. Even if his cultivation was far inferior to Wen Jueyuan's, he still couldn't be called afraid.

Wen Shaobei was both ashamed and furious. Being called a lackey in front of everyone made him wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Wen Jueyuan frowned and swept Huang Qianjun with a cold glance. "This is a matter of my Wen Family. You'd best not interfere!"

As he spoke, his gaze had already turned to Su Yi, and he said with an indifferent expression, "You don't need to be afraid. I wouldn't deign to bully a cripple like you. If word got out, it would instead tarnish my reputation."

Quite a few people beside them couldn't help but laugh.

"This is what you wanted to talk to me about?"

Su Yi stood with his hands behind his back, calm and unruffled.

Wen Jueyuan considered his words, then said, "I'm merely telling you that at today's Longevity Banquet, the City Lord and the others have come out of consideration for Ling Zhao. Although you are Ling Zhao's husband, in the end, you are still nothing more than a son-in-law unfit for the stage!"

Those words were full of belittlement, and the nearby young members of the Wen Family laughed more and more without restraint.

A son-in-law, no matter where in the Great Zhou, had never been fit for the stage!

These words of Wen Jueyuan's more or less represented the true feelings of these Wen Family clansmen.

Yet Su Yi showed not the slightest anger. Instead, he shook his head, a trace of pity rising in his eyes.

"Hahaha..."

And Huang Qianjun could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

This was absolutely the biggest joke he had heard today!

Others might not know, but how could he not know that whether it was Fu Shan, Nie Beihu, or his old man Huang Yunchong, all of them had come for Su Yi today?

These younger-generation Wen Family members were completely blind, asking to be taught a lesson!

Wen Lingxue had originally been both worried and angry inside, planning to argue on Su Yi's behalf, but Huang Qianjun's exaggerated laughter left her stunned and somewhat caught off guard.

It wasn't just her. Wen Jueyuan and the others were also a little dumbfounded. What the hell was there to laugh about!?

Could that bastard Huang Qianjun be an idiot?

Wen Jueyuan swept Huang Qianjun with an irritated glance, then turned his gaze back to Su Yi and said coldly:

"In the future, if you dare borrow Ling Zhao's name to act recklessly, riding on another's authority, I'll be the first to not spare you!"

"You'd best remember these words well!"

With that, he turned and left.

He had the bearing of someone who disdained wasting words with Su Yi.

The other young members of the Wen Family hurriedly followed and left one after another.

"Cousin Jueyuan's performance today has simply disappointed me too much..."

Wen Lingxue bit her glossy cherry lips, her bright, crystalline eyes carrying a sense of melancholy disappointment.

Before, she had admired Wen Jueyuan quite a bit and treated him like an elder brother.

But everything that had just happened had made her impression of Wen Jueyuan turn poor.

"In the end, it's still youth and ignorance, thinking too highly of oneself. That's a common failing among most young people."

Su Yi spoke softly.

Beside him, Huang Qianjun's entire body went stiff, and a deep bitterness welled up inside him.

The day before yesterday at Gathering Immortals Pavilion, hadn't he been "young and ignorant, thinking too highly of himself," and only then gotten a beating from Su Yi, sowing a great disaster from then on?

Even his own father, Huang Yunchong, had been dragged into the water. It truly should not have happened!

"Lingxue, come with me."

By now, Su Yi had completely lost any desire to linger at the Longevity Banquet and turned to leave.

"Oh."

Wen Lingxue followed at once. She also felt that today's Longevity Banquet was rather meaningless.

"Brother Su, how can you just say you're leaving and leave? Then... then what about me?"

Huang Qianjun couldn't help shouting inwardly, his face full of worry.

What he did not know was that Huang Yunchong and Nie Beihu, seated inside the Wen Family's Clan Hall, seemed to be chatting and laughing, but in truth had been paying attention all along to every move Su Yi made outside the hall.

When they noticed Su Yi leaving, the two exchanged a glance, then both rose at the same time to take their leave.

These two great figures were both too lazy to stay any longer and waste time...

P.S. Although the bookmarks haven't broken 3k, I'll still add an extra update.

Also, who gave the protagonist the nickname "Su Aunt"? Seriously...