Does It Feel Good?

"Yes, Grandpa."

Su Yun gave a sinister grin, then raised the Green Jade Slate, about to smash it on the ground.

"Wait."

Sikong Jing's voice rang out. He stared fixedly at Su Xuefeng and asked, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

The Green Jade Slate had a Profound Grade Low Tier martial skill inscribed on it. Su Yun knew almost no martial arts, so she couldn't tell what it was. Besides, once inscribed, a Profound Grade Low Tier skill became even more obscure, with no trace of its aura.

Even so, as long as Su Xuefeng took it and felt it, he would surely notice.

For the sake of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Sikong Jing had forcibly held back his anger and offered a reminder.

However, Su Xuefeng only grew angrier. "Look at what? What could you possibly see on a piece of the lowest-grade Green Jade Slate? Smash it!"

With a crash, Su Yun smashed the Green Jade Slate into pieces.

There was a second slate in the box, but Su Yun couldn't be bothered to look. She simply smashed the box on the ground and left it there.

Standing below Su Xuefeng, Su Yuexi stared blankly at the scene before her. Tears nearly spilled from her eyes. Even if the gift really was awful, how could they smash it in front of so many people?

She turned and walked away in a daze.

Mei Xiaofang hurried over and caught hold of her. Then she turned on Sikong Jing, fuming. "You, you... We're doing everything we can to mend this relationship, doing everything we can to save your life. Why would you ruin it?"

It was clearly the lowest-grade Green Jade Slate, yet he'd claimed Su Xuefeng would be thrilled. He must have done it on purpose.

He was deliberately provoking Su Xuefeng. Why couldn't Sikong Jing behave himself?

Sikong Jing shook his head without answering. Instead, he went to Su Yuexi's side and said softly, "Yuexi, Su Xuefeng is the one who lost out by smashing our gift. He doesn't know what he's looking at."

"Are you kidding me? What could possibly be good about the lowest-grade Green Jade Slate?" Mei Xiaofang said, nearly beside herself with anger.

Su Yuexi bit her lip, at a loss for words.

She didn't believe Sikong Jing would deliberately give them something like this, but the facts were right there before her eyes.

Just then, a servant came to report, "Master, an honored guest has arrived... Pavilion Master Lu Zhao of the Heaven Martial Pavilion is here to offer his birthday congratulations."

Thump!

Su Xuefeng sprang to his feet, overcome with excitement.

Though Lu Zhao was only the branch pavilion master of the Heaven Martial Pavilion in Yunye City, everyone knew how much influence the Heaven Martial Pavilion wielded. It had branches throughout the Great Shang Dynasty.

Lu Zhao held a lofty position in Yunye City.

And he had come in person to offer birthday congratulations. Was Su Xuefeng really so important?

Without another word, Su Xuefeng rushed out to welcome him. Su Zhengtao and the others hurried after him. Soon, they ushered Lu Zhao inside with great enthusiasm and led him to the seat of honor.

"Pavilion Master Lu, what have I done to deserve a personal visit from you to offer birthday congratulations? I'm truly honored!"

Lu Zhao smiled at that, thinking to himself, Of course, you, Su Xuefeng, aren't worthy of this. But your granddaughter's husband is. Someone capable of inscribing Martial Intent is an extraordinary person. Even if I can't say much, I should at least make a show of goodwill.

That's right. The reason Lu Zhao had come to offer birthday congratulations was, naturally, Sikong Jing.

He was just about to exchange some pleasantries when he suddenly stopped, looked down, and said, "Uh, what's this?"

He had stepped on a piece of rubble. Why was there rubble at a birthday banquet? What was the Su Clan thinking?

Su Xuefeng's expression changed, and he quickly apologized. "Pavilion Master Lu, I'm terribly sorry. This is a worthless gift a criminal gave me. I smashed it, but haven't had the chance to clean it up yet."

As he said this, he glared resentfully toward Su Yuexi and Sikong Jing.

Damn it. If this rubble made Lu Zhao unhappy, he would make sure they paid for it.

His anger surged as he pointed at Sikong Jing again. "Criminal, get over here and clean up your rubble!"

Sikong Jing didn't move. He only sneered.

Lu Zhao followed Su Xuefeng's gaze. The moment he saw Sikong Jing, he froze.

The Su Clan's head, Su Xuefeng, had actually called Sikong Jing a criminal to his face. And this rubble was Sikong Jing's gift? He'd even called it worthless?

Wait, this rubble was... Green Jade Slate.

Sikong Jing's Green Jade Slate. Lu Zhao's heart gave a faint jolt. He didn't dare treat it carelessly for even a moment.

He hurriedly picked up a piece. The moment he held it, his whole body trembled.

Even shattered, he could still sense the faint traces of Martial Intent coming from within.

Su Xuefeng still hadn't noticed anything wrong. Seeing that Sikong Jing hadn't moved, he shouted furiously again, "What are you waiting for? Get over here and clean up the rubble!"

Mei Xiaofang was nearly faint with anger. Smashing it was bad enough, and now they expected them to do the work of servants in front of everyone?

But there was nothing for it. This was a mess Sikong Jing had caused.

She didn't expect Sikong Jing's stubborn temper to let him go clean it up, so she was about to do it herself. Just then, Sikong Jing spoke. "Mother-in-law, you don't need to."

By now, Sikong Jing could see that Lu Zhao was on the verge of exploding.

Sure enough, Lu Zhao didn't disappoint him. His furious voice thundered through the hall. "Su Xuefeng, you're the one who should get out!"

Lu Zhao was beside himself. He'd also realized that the shattered Green Jade Slate had contained a Profound Grade Low Tier martial skill. Even for a branch pavilion master like him, a Profound Grade Low Tier skill was highly valuable.

What was more, it contained extraordinary Martial Intent—and that old fool Su Xuefeng had smashed it.

Even though it wasn't his, Lu Zhao couldn't stand it.

The moment those words fell, Su Xuefeng was dumbstruck. The guests were dumbstruck too. Su Yun and the others, who had been waiting to see Sikong Jing make a fool of himself, were completely baffled. Why had Pavilion Master Lu suddenly gone berserk?

"Pavilion Master Lu, what are you—"

Thump!

Before Su Xuefeng could finish, a piece of rubble slammed into his face. Lu Zhao said coldly, "Open your damned eyes and take a good look at what's inside!"

Even though Su Xuefeng was an expert of the Human Realm, the rubble struck him hard enough to hurt. He instinctively caught it in his hand.

"Pavilion Master Lu, this is just the Green Jade Slate from that worthless criminal of a grandson-in-law of mine—the lowest-grade... Hm? No, that's not right!"

Su Xuefeng's voice caught in his throat as he gripped the rubble. Then he stared in shock.

At last, he sensed the aura inside. He felt the extraordinary Martial Intent and the Profound Grade Low Tier martial skill within as well—but now that it had been smashed, there was no way to restore it.

Sikong Jing's voice rang out. "Su Xuefeng, you smashed a Profound Grade Low Tier martial skill imbued with Martial Intent. Does it feel good?"

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

As his voice fell, everyone felt their heads ring.

One after another, they stood up. A Profound Grade Low Tier martial skill imbued with Martial Intent, inscribed on a Green Jade Slate—had they heard that right?

Even Su Zhenglong was stunned. He instinctively looked at Sikong Jing and asked in a daze, "A-Jing, you're saying this Green Jade Slate had a Profound Grade Low Tier martial skill on it, and was imbued with extraordinary Martial Intent?"

"That's right. That's why I said Su Xuefeng would be thrilled to receive the gift. But he smashed it." Sikong Jing shrugged, then turned to Mei Xiaofang. "Mother-in-law, this Green Jade Slate really was a valuable gift."

At that, Mei Xiaofang stared at him, her mouth twitching. It seemed she had misunderstood Sikong Jing again.