Chapter 54

Saten Hai looked somewhat displeased at the young man in green sitting in front of him, his face darkening deeply. If his disciples saw his expression, they would surely be frightened to the point of their hair standing on end. The last time he had shown such an expression was when he personally beat a disciple to death.

However, Su Yi paid no heed to his displeasure and remained leisurely, having already drunk several cups of tea since he arrived at the Divine Fist Sect's headquarters. Although the food at the inn earlier tasted good, it was a bit too salty, and he was quite thirsty now...

"Little brother, didn't you say you had a big business deal to discuss with me? Why aren't you saying anything? It seems you came to the Divine Fist Sect just to drink tea?"

Seeing Su Yi drink cup after cup of tea without speaking, Saten Hai couldn't help but speak up.

Su Yi chuckled and said, "I was just waiting for everyone to arrive. What about your son?"

"My son has been out on business for some time. Little brother, you don't need to wait for him. I am in charge of the Divine Fist Sect from top to bottom. Whatever you have to say, just tell me."

"Alright... then let's not wait for him..." Su Yi stood up, looked around the room, and nodded in approval. "Your house is quite nice... and the location is excellent. I estimate it has a high appreciation value. Let me put it this way, I've set my eyes on it and plan to buy the Divine Fist Sect's headquarters."

It seemed he was here to cause trouble... Saten Hai's face immediately darkened, and he said in a sinister tone, "So, little brother, you came to mock the Divine Fist Sect?"

"How could I?" Su Yi exclaimed. "I brought ten taels of silver to buy your land, showing great sincerity. How could I be mocking you?"

"Ten taels?! Hahaha...!"

Saten Hai burst into laughter, his voice filled with killing intent. "If little brother wants to buy the Divine Fist Sect's land, ten taels is far from enough. You'd need at least a hundred times more."

Su Yi looked surprised and asked, "That's not right. Your son took my magnificent steed for just ten taels of silver without even greeting me, the seller. Today, I brought ten taels of silver and even came to greet you. Isn't that more sincere than your son? Dear sir, if you treat your customers like this, I might give you a bad review...~"

Saten Hai suddenly stood up. "Are you the owner of that Da Yuan horse?"

"What, don't I look like it?"

"Too bad, you came too late..." Knowing that Su Yi was the owner of the Da Yuan horse, Saten Hai was no longer angry but instead smiled mockingly. "Your Da Yuan horse is not here in the Divine Fist Sect. My son has already taken it to his uncle's birthday celebration. Given the distance, it should have arrived several days ago. If you want it, you've come to the wrong place."

"Then where should I go?"

"Hehehe..." Saten Hai laughed a few times and said, "My elder brother is named Saten Tongtian. If you want to find him, you should go to the Yellow River Gang."

"Oh? You are Saten Tongtian's brother?" Su Yi was genuinely surprised.

Saten Tongtian was a renowned expert in the "Shooting the Eagle" series, his martial arts skills on par with the Seven True Men of Quanzhen, only slightly inferior to Qiu Chuji and Ma Yu. He had never been defeated in his many years of martial arts.

Moreover, he would later become one of the five major henchmen under Wanyan Honglie, often helping Yang Kang to sabotage the protagonists...

Hearing the surprise in Su Yi's voice, Saten Hai smiled smugly and couldn't help but laugh. Although his martial arts skills were not outstanding, whenever he mentioned his brother's name, everyone would be shocked and treat him with great respect. Over time, he had become accustomed to receiving such flattery after mentioning his brother's name. Su Yi's reaction clearly pleased him.

"My elder brother is the Ghost Gate Dragon King, Saten Tongtian. Heh, it's your good fortune that he likes your horse. Giving you ten taels of silver is already a favor. You dare to come and argue? Truly audacious. Now, it seems that those ten taels should be taken back, and you should be given a small punishment!"

"Ten taels of silver is a small matter, but..." Su Yi's lips curled into a strange smile. "Since I know about Saten Tongtian's birthday, shouldn't I also prepare a generous gift?"

"Heh~ You know your place. But a generous gift is not necessary. What are you, to be invited to the Yellow River Gang's leader's birthday celebration?"

"You're right, I wouldn't be invited. But..." Su Yi looked at Saten Hai with a mischievous smile. "Isn't there still you?"

"Me? Do you expect me to take you there?"

"What do you think?" Su Yi raised an eyebrow and said teasingly.

...

The leader of the Yellow River Gang, the Ghost Gate Dragon King Saten Tongtian, was about to celebrate his 48th birthday. Everyone in the region was paying close attention. As the birthday approached, they all hurriedly prepared extremely generous gifts. This was a must, as a man in his forties celebrating his birthday was clearly seeking to openly receive gifts.

But the face must be given. Who was Saten Tongtian? A renowned expert, a fierce and ruthless star... known throughout the Yellow River region. Any business he targeted had never failed, especially after he formed an alliance with the Thousand-Handed Butcher Peng Lianhu, significantly increasing his power and directly dominating the Yellow River. The name of the Yellow River Gang was well-deserved!

Therefore, to avoid angering the extremely irritable Ghost Gate Dragon King, other gangs feared that their gifts would not be heavy enough, causing Saten Tongtian to be displeased. If he found an excuse to attack, no one could resist his iron cudgel.

However, today, a strange guest arrived in the territory of the Yellow River Gang. This person was dressed in green, carrying a finely crafted sword scabbard. Before coming, he had specially commissioned Feng Lao Liu, the blacksmith, to make it, ensuring that its shape and color matched the scabbard carried by Murong Ziyi, a high disciple of the Jionghua Sect. It was almost identical, and inside was the heavy black iron sword. Since black iron was extremely precious, it was not convenient to show it openly. Thus, Su Yi, driven by his vanity, had the scabbard made to indulge in a cosplay of Murong Ziyi.

At his waist hung a fine green long sword, and from the exposed hilt, it was clear that it was a treasure sword that had been passed down for at least a hundred years.

Carrying the sword scabbard and wearing the long sword, this person exuded a unique charm and demeanor, but this was not what surprised the crowd.

"Is... Is this not the younger brother of the great Saten Tongtian, the leader of the Divine Fist Sect, Saten Hai?"

In the teahouse, someone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

At that moment, the young man was riding a horse with a smile, and not far behind, Saten Hai, disheveled and ragged, was staggering along, bound by heavy iron chains. The other end of the chains was held by the young man, who looked at ease.

"Hurry up!"

Su Yi shouted, pulling the chains. Saten Hai, already unsteady, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. His face was already flushed red, and he wished he could find a hole to hide in under the gaze of the crowd.

"Go and inform the leader of the Yellow River Gang!"

Someone in the teahouse couldn't help but call out, getting up to go to the Yellow River Gang.

Suddenly, someone behind him grabbed him. "Idiot, is Saten Tongtian your father or grandfather? Why are you so concerned about him? This young man must have a reason to bind his brother during Saten Tongtian's birthday. He must have some skills to do this. This is their business, why should we get involved? If you inform him, you might get us into trouble. It's better to stay here and watch the show..."

The man thought about it and agreed. Saten Tongtian had always looked down on other gangs in the region, bullying them at will. Why should he get involved for that guy and offend someone whose depth he didn't know?

However, Saten Tongtian had been famous for over twenty years, and this young man was at most seventeen or eighteen. Even if he had practiced martial arts in his mother's womb, could his skills surpass Saten Tongtian's? He really didn't know where he got the nerve to provoke that guy...

The crowd looked at Su Yi with pity!

Forget it, it's none of my business. I'll just watch the show!

The teahouse, which had been silent a moment ago, instantly became lively again. Everyone picked up their teacups, ignoring Saten Hai's miserable state, and continued their conversations, some even whispering comments about his current appearance!