Chapter 98

Chen Jinlong's mocking tone triggered a burst of laughter from the gathered crowd.

Only Li Moyun couldn't laugh.

How could Yuan Luoxi's guest possibly be unable to enter Fengyuan Hall?

However, he didn't bother to explain anything.

At the same time he received a letter from his father Li Tianhan, he also understood something.

After Zhou Huaiqiu, Ni Hao, and Nan Ying left Guangling City, they did not return to Yunhe County.

They even failed to inform the Qinghe Sword Mansion about Su Yi's recovery and his winning the first place in the Longmen Competition.

As a result, to this day, no one in the Qinghe Sword Mansion knew that Su Yi was no longer the useless cripple he once was!

"If I were in their shoes, I wouldn't have reported the news either. The person who was mercilessly abandoned by the sect a year ago has now recovered his cultivation. What would the sect's big shots think if they knew this?"

"This is what they call water under the bridge!"

Li Moyun thought to himself, "Ni Hao and Nan Ying wouldn't do anything to boost others' prestige at the expense of their own."

At this moment, Nian Yunqiao's long face turned fierce, and he coldly snorted, "It seems Feng Xiaofeng hasn't learned his lesson. He should be grateful that he didn't run into me tonight, or I would have dislocated his arm too!"

"Senior Brother Nian, why bother with a cripple? Don't mention him; it's annoying."

Yu Qian spoke softly, her brows furrowing with a complex expression.

"A friend from Guangling City told me recently that Su Yi seems to have recovered his cultivation and even won first place in the Longmen Competition. Is this true?"

A young man suddenly said.

The others were taken aback and all turned their gazes to Li Moyun, knowing he came from Guangling City.

"This..."

Li Moyun's eyelids twitched, and he shook his head, "I'm not sure. I haven't been in contact with my family recently, so I don't know what's happening in Guangling City."

He didn't want to talk about it.

If he did, it would be like admitting how remarkable Su Yi had become.

"Let's not mention that waste of space. Let's continue the feast."

Chen Jinlong waved his hand.

Just as he said this, a young man in a silver robe carrying a wine jug pushed the door open and walked in.

Sun Qu.

An outer disciple of the Qinghe Sword Mansion, he immediately said in a mysterious tone, "I just heard something interesting while getting more wine. Do you want to know?"

"Oh? What is it?"

Chen Jinlong asked.

Sun Qu said, "Just now, Lady Cuizhun personally led eight managers of Fengyuan Hall to the entrance to welcome a group of guests."

Chen Jinlong was surprised, "Who has such influence to make Lady Cuizhun go to such lengths?"

The others also showed curiosity.

"Apparently, it's a group of strange young people."

Sun Qu said, "The leader is a young man in a green robe, about seventeen or eighteen years old. The others are quite peculiar."

"What's peculiar about them?"

Chen Jinlong impatiently said, "Don't beat around the bush. Just spit it out."

Sun Qu smiled, "One is a cripple in a wheelchair, another is a young man wearing straw shoes with mud on his pants, and another is a poorly dressed girl. Don't you think this group is strange?"

Everyone nodded, indeed, it was quite peculiar.

This is Fengyuan Hall, where could poor people possibly come?

Yet, Lady Cuizhun personally led eight managers to welcome them, which was highly unusual.

Only Yan Chengrong's face changed dramatically, as if he realized something but didn't dare to believe it.

"Junior Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Li Moyun suddenly noticed Yan Chengrong's abnormality.

"It's nothing. I'll be back in a moment."

Yan Chengrong forced a smile and left the room.

He quickly found a servant and quietly inquired about the guests Lady Cuizhun had welcomed.

When he returned to the room, he was completely disoriented and dazed.

This unusual scene made Chen Jinlong frown and say, "Junior Brother Yan, what's wrong with you? If you're not feeling well, go back, so as not to ruin everyone's mood!"

The others also noticed that Yan Chengrong was acting strangely and were very curious.

Yan Chengrong shivered, as if suddenly waking up. He scanned the room and said bitterly, "Young Master Chen, it's not that I'm not feeling well, but I just confirmed something, and it's really hard for me to understand."

Without waiting for questions, he said, "If my guess is correct, the people Lady Cuizhun personally welcomed just now are likely Su Yi and Feng Xiaofeng and their group!"

The room fell silent, and everyone's face was filled with shock.

Li Moyun's heart trembled, and he drew a cold breath.

Indeed, Su Yi had latched onto Yuan Luoxi's support!

However, if it were just Yuan Luoxi, it wouldn't require Lady Cuizhun to go to such lengths. Could there be more to it?

The more he thought about it, the more suffocated Li Moyun felt, as if he were about to vomit blood.

"How could Su Yi and his group make Lady Cuizhun welcome them?"

Chen Jinlong couldn't help but frown and speak up.

He had just mocked them, saying they probably couldn't even enter Fengyuan Hall.

Who would have thought that Yan Chengrong would say such a thing, right in front of him, effectively slapping him in the face.

Yan Chengrong quickly explained, "I can't figure out the reason, which is why I was so out of sorts just now. But I can assure you, those people are likely Su Yi and his group."

"Like Feng Xiaofeng, who is a cripple in a wheelchair, I saw him clearly just now, and there's no mistake!"

The atmosphere at the banquet became even more oppressive, and everyone was filled with doubt.

"Let's go see for ourselves. If it's really Su Yi and his group, we can at least greet them as former fellow disciples."

Nian Yunqiao's face was grim, and his eyes were cold.

"Where are they now?"

Chen Jinlong's eyes flickered.

"Ninth floor, Shanhe Hall."

Yan Chengrong quickly said.

This made the others even more uneasy.

With Chen Jinlong's status, he could only arrange a banquet on the sixth floor!

This was already a special treatment thanks to his father, Chen Dakuang.

But Su Yi and his group, whom they looked down upon, had leaped to the ninth floor, overlooking the city from the peak of Fengyuan Hall, enjoying the finest banquet and treatment!

Such a stark contrast inevitably made people feel unbalanced.

"Let's go to Shanhe Hall."

Chen Jinlong, unable to contain his displeasure, got up and walked out.

The others followed suit.

Only Li Moyun stayed behind.

"Senior Brother Li, aren't you going to take a look?"

Chen Jinlong turned and frowned at Li Moyun.

"Let me give you a piece of advice. This is Fengyuan Hall, and there must be a reason why Su Yi can dine on the ninth floor. You'd better not go."

Li Moyun said expressionlessly.

"Senior Brother Li, we're just going to greet our former fellow disciples, not to cause trouble. If you don't want to go, that's fine."

Chen Jinlong coldly snorted and led the others away.

"Stupid!"

Li Moyun sneered.

However, he still couldn't accept the fact that Su Yi had become powerful, always thinking it was a dream that would soon end.

"Indeed, Chen Jinlong and the others still don't know about Su Yi's recovery. How could they imagine that Su Yi is now a guest of the Yuan family's young lady?"

"In their eyes, Su Yi is still that pitiful and laughable cripple..."

Li Moyun sighed inwardly.

Ninth floor.

Shanhe Hall.

As Chen Jinlong and his group arrived, they were stopped by a manager stationed outside the hall.

"What are you doing here?"

The manager was a well-dressed, fat middle-aged man, experienced and sharp-eyed.

He recognized Chen Jinlong and the others, so his tone was quite polite.

"We..."

Chen Jinlong felt very uncomfortable. A manager personally guarding the entrance, this was a treatment even his father might not enjoy!

He took a deep breath and forced a smile, "We're here to visit our fellow disciples."

"Fellow disciples?"

The well-dressed middle-aged man was taken aback.

Chen Jinlong suppressed his frustration and said, "Yes, we received word that our fellow disciples Su Yi and Feng Xiaofeng are dining in Shanhe Hall, so we came to visit them."

"Please wait here. I'll go inquire and get back to you. Whether you can see them depends on the guests inside."

The well-dressed middle-aged man said.

He turned and stood at the entrance of Shanhe Hall, carefully adjusting his clothes and bowing slightly. Only when a natural, respectful smile appeared on his face did he cautiously push open the door and enter.

As one of the eight managers of Fengyuan Hall, he was usually composed and dignified, even when dealing with important figures in the city.

But now, he was so respectful and cautious!

This scene made Chen Jinlong and the others feel a mix of jealousy and suspicion.

Inside Shanhe Hall.

Su Yi was drinking wine and instructing Huang Ganjun, "After the meal, go buy a courtyard. I have only one requirement: it must be quiet."

Huang Ganjun nodded and patted his chest, "Brother Su, I'll take care of it. I won't let you down."

"Here's a hundred thousand silver notes. Take them."

Su Yi took ten silver notes from his ink jade pendant and handed them over.

"Got it."

Huang Ganjun didn't refuse, knowing this wasn't his money but money he was managing for Su Yi...

Feng Xiaofeng widened his eyes, "Brother Su Yi, when did you become so wealthy?"

Feng Xiaoran and Ah Fei were also stunned. A hundred thousand silver?

This was an unimaginable amount to them.

"Money is no longer very important to me."

Su Yi smiled, not explaining further, "However, if there's something that can be solved with money, I won't be short of it."

He suddenly remembered something Yuan Luoxi had said: "Throwing money? I can do that too."

At that moment, the well-dressed middle-aged man entered with a smile.

He gently closed the door and turned to Su Yi, bowing respectfully, "I apologize for disturbing you, but Master Chen Jinlong and a group of people have come. They claim to be your fellow disciples and want to meet you. If you don't wish to see them, I'll send them away."

Chen Jinlong!

Su Yi raised an eyebrow.

Feng Xiaofeng whispered, "Brother Su Yi, in the Qinghe Sword Mansion, Nian Yunqiao, Yan Chengrong, and this guy were close. In other words, they were in the same circle