Fallen Ying Mountain

Kunwu Ye Clan!

Su Yi frowned, suddenly recalling something.

Ye Yunlan, who by seniority was his uncle in this lifetime, had yet to return since leaving some time ago!

"Come in."

As Su Yi spoke, he gestured for Wen Xinzhao and the others to step aside for the moment.

Wen Xinzhao, Qing Wan, and the others tactfully departed.

Only the Old Blind Man remained standing guard to one side.

Before long, the courtyard gates were pushed open, and a Gray-Clad Woman entered. Her features were merely delicate, but her figure was exceptionally voluptuous.

Her long hair was coiled into a bun, and a black Jade Ruler rested across her back. She cast coquettish glances and walked with a seductive sway, yet whenever her eyes shifted, they inadvertently revealed a distinctive sharpness.

Without question, she was Ye Jinzhi.

"Greetings, Daoist Su."

Ye Jinzhi stepped forward and gave a slight nod in greeting. Her manner was clearly perfunctory, and there was a faint trace of aloof pride between her brows.

It was a sense of superiority that came from her very bones.

"What does your Ye Family want with me?" Su Yi asked.

He had never liked exchanging pleasantries.

With her hands behind her back, Ye Jinzhi swept her gaze over the courtyard and said, "Daoist Su, won't you offer me a cup of tea? That is hardly the way to treat a guest."

At that, she looked back at Su Yi and smiled. "Besides, if we go by bloodline and seniority, I am of the same generation as your mother, Ye Yufei. And you... ought to call me Aunt."

The Old Blind Man: "..."

Had this woman gone mad? She actually dared to openly take advantage of Sir Su's seniority!

Su Yi lifted his eyes and glanced at Ye Jinzhi. "One