Chapter 99

"Understood."

The middle-aged man in brocade was about to leave.

Su Yi glanced at the young maidens in the hall and said, "You may also leave. I have matters to discuss with my fellow disciples later."

The middle-aged man in brocade waved his hand and hurriedly led the maidens away.

"In a moment, you can all just observe. I will handle the other matters alone."

Su Yi glanced at Huang Ganjun, Feng Xiaofeng, and the others, softly reminding them.

Soon, Chen Jinlong and his group entered one after another.

The middle-aged man in brocade quietly closed the door.

"Su Yi, it's really you!"

When Chen Jinlong saw Su Yi sitting at the head of the table, his eyes widened, and the last bit of hope in his heart was completely shattered, his face turning stiff.

The others also had expressions of shock and disbelief.

"Feng Xiaofeng!"

Nian Yunqiao's face darkened, his shock and suspicion growing.

No one had expected that what Yan Chengrong said was actually true!

This was too unbelievable.

The pair they had once despised and considered worthless was now sitting in a place they did not even have the qualifications to enter!

The contrast was too great; who could accept it so easily?

Yu Qian's slender body stiffened, her sweet and lovely face filled with shock. She asked subconsciously, "Senior Brother Xiaofeng, which great person brought you here?"

Feng Xiaofeng's brows showed a hint of bitterness and resentment as he coldly replied, "I am no longer your senior brother. Why should I answer you?"

Yu Qian's expression froze, and she sighed without a word.

Her words also reminded Chen Jinlong and the others.

They scanned the room but found no "great person" among the guests!

"Junior Brother Su Yi, I never thought you would be sitting here at the banquet."

Chen Jinlong steadied his heart, sighed, and then smiled, "It's been over a year since we last met. If it weren't for Yan Chengrong saying you were here, I wouldn't have believed it."

Yan Chengrong coughed and said, "Senior Brother Su Yi, aren't you going to invite us to sit down? This isn't how you treat guests."

Huang Ganjun sneered, "Boy, do you want me to remind you of the words you said at the entrance of Fengyuan Hall just now?"

Yan Chengrong was momentarily speechless.

Chen Jinlong was inwardly furious but forced a smile, "This must be a misunderstanding. Let's not talk about that. We came here just to see Su Yi and Feng Xiaofeng, not to stay long."

Su Yi sat there, playing with a white jade cup in his hand, his demeanor casual and his eyes indifferent, without saying a word.

This indifferent and arrogant attitude made Chen Jinlong and the others inwardly furious.

No matter what, they had come to visit, but Su Yi showed no sign of welcoming them, which was too disrespectful!

If it weren't for the strange and unusual events of the night, they would have already lost their temper.

Chen Jinlong suppressed his anger and forced a smile, "Since Junior Brother Su Yi doesn't welcome us, we'll take our leave."

He deeply regretted not listening to Li Moyun and coming impulsively, feeling like he was inviting humiliation.

The others also felt uncomfortable and did not want to stay any longer.

"Hmph, what are you so proud of? Just because you can sit here, you're still a worthless person who has lost all cultivation and can never practice again!"

Yan Chengrong couldn't help but mutter.

He turned to leave with Chen Jinlong and the others.

Su Yi spoke calmly, "You come and go as you please. What do you think this place is?"

Chen Jinlong suddenly turned, his eyes like lightning, and his face darkened, "Su Yi, what do you mean by that?"

The others were already annoyed, and seeing Chen Jinlong about to lose his temper, they also turned and stopped, their eyes fixed on Su Yi, their expressions unfriendly.

"Su Yi, what Yan Chengrong said isn't wrong. You've lost all cultivation. What does it matter if you can sit on the ninth floor? You're no longer a martial artist!"

A beautiful woman sneered, "And we didn't come to cause trouble. This is Fengyuan Hall! A place where even great figures dare not cause trouble!"

These words made Chen Jinlong and the others feel a sense of relief.

When they realized there were no great figures at the banquet, their hearts felt lighter.

Now, reminded by the beautiful woman that they were facing a worthless person, their attitudes subtly changed.

Though they still dared not act rashly, they felt a renewed sense of superiority.

How could a martial artist be compared to a worthless person?

Nian Yunqiao also sneered, his eyes boldly examining Feng Xiaofeng, and said coldly,

"Everyone, look. If our Junior Brother Feng had really turned his fortune around and found a powerful patron, why would his clothes be so shabby and tattered?"

"Look at that broken wheelchair, covered in mud. How could this be the demeanor of someone who has risen to prominence?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh.

The others were initially stunned, but their expressions quickly changed.

Indeed, if Su Yi and Feng Xiaofeng had risen to prominence, how could Feng Xiaofeng still be so poor, no different from a beggar on the street?

Moreover, it wasn't just Feng Xiaofeng. The young man beside him was pale and thin, his eyes filled with fear and unease, clearly from the lowest class.

This realization dispelled much of the shock and suspicion in Chen Jinlong and the others' hearts, their eyes filled with mockery, pleasure, and excitement.

"You think, were we almost fooled by these two worthless people just now?"

Someone said angrily.

Yan Chengrong said with ill intent, "No, they are indeed worthless, and this is the ninth floor of Fengyuan Hall, but why they can be here is intriguing."

Chen Jinlong said directly, "Su Yi, are you going to give us an explanation?"

He smiled coldly, his eyes filled with disdain, feeling a surge of fighting spirit, free from the previous shock, annoyance, and fear.

Su Yi's expression remained calm. He drained the wine in the white jade cup, stood up from his seat, and walked toward Chen Jinlong.

His eyes were deep and indifferent, showing no emotion.

When Chen Jinlong saw Su Yi approaching, he was initially stunned, wondering what Su Yi was going to do.

But when he met Su Yi's emotionless gaze, he felt a chill, his body breaking out in goosebumps.

In that instant, he sensed a fatal danger approaching and, almost instinctively, drew his sword, pointing the blade at Su Yi, and shouted,

"Stop!"

Before his words were even finished, Su Yi's right index finger lightly tapped the blade, which was inches away.

Crack!

The sword, which could cut through iron like butter, shattered into pieces, fragments flying.

Chen Jinlong's wrist, holding the hilt, also fractured, broken by the force of that single finger!

"You..."

Chen Jinlong cried out in pain, trying to move away, but Su Yi's right hand lightly pressed on his shoulder.

Bang!

It felt like a thousand-pound weight pressing down on him. Chen Jinlong's knees buckled, and he fell to the ground, the red carpet beneath him making a dull thud.

Broken sword!

Fractured wrist!

Forced to kneel!

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

The hall fell silent.

Nian Yunqiao, Yan Chengrong, and the others were shocked, frozen in place.

Chen Jinlong was an inner disciple of the Qinghe Sword Mansion, the strongest among them, with cultivation at the peak of the Blood Circulation stage, just one step away from the Qi Gathering stage.

But now, he was as fragile as paper, easily subdued by Su Yi!

Who could not be shocked?

Even Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help but draw a sharp breath. He had only learned today that Su Yi's cultivation had been restored.

But he hadn't expected that even a top inner disciple like Chen Jinlong would be so easily overpowered by Su Yi!

Feng Xiaoran's deep, clear eyes widened, her face filled with admiration and infatuation as she gazed at Su Yi's tall, elegant figure.

Only Huang Ganjun showed a cold smile. As a member of the aristocracy, he understood the nature of the aristocracy better than anyone.

In his view, the morals of these clan descendants were even worse than his own.

Seeing Chen Jinlong trying to struggle to his feet, Su Yi gave him a cold glance and said, "If you dare to stand up, I will kill you."

A light, casual statement, but it carried a chilling threat, making Chen Jinlong's body stiffen, his heart filled with cold fear.

"Su Yi, this is Fengyuan Hall. Do you dare to cause trouble here?