Chapter 10

Some of the elderly and the middle-aged men who carried an air of authority occasionally lowered their heads to whisper to each other, all with smiles on their faces.

Beside the middle-aged man with an air of authority, Su Wei stood quietly, showing no interest in the sparring match on the training ground. From time to time, he glanced outside the training ground, as if waiting for something, with a look of disappointment and disdain in his eyes.

At the end of the main seat, a beautiful woman sat, watching the two young men sparring on the training ground. Occasionally, she leaned down to speak to an old man in his sixties beside her, looking very pleased, with a smile often on the corner of her lips.

Su Yi led Wan'er to the training ground, where two young men were engaged in an intense confrontation, and the surroundings were abnormally lively, with a cacophony of voices.

"Su Yi, why is he here?"

"It really is him, what is he doing here?"

"Hey, he doesn't seem as wretched as the rumors suggest."

Some people saw Su Yi and Wan'er and were immediately surprised. One by one, their gazes were drawn to Su Yi, filled with surprise and curiosity.

Su Yi returned to his courtyard, changed into a clean robe, and his face was calm, exuding a faintly cold aura, with a resolute expression.

Wan'er was somewhat nervous, secretly gripping the firm hand that held hers tightly.

"His audacity is as outrageous as ever!"

Su Wei slightly raised his eyes, looking at the young man walking straight toward him. The disappointment in his eyes was replaced by a cold smile, but it still flickered with disdain.

"Swish, swish"

The gazes of everyone in the training ground then focused on Su Yi and Su Wan'er.

Even the two young men sparring on the training ground gradually paused their confrontation amidst the strange atmosphere, curiously looking at Su Yi.

In an instant, the originally noisy and bustling training ground became strangely quiet with Su Yi's arrival.

On the seats, the Su family's stewards, elders, and old men all cast their gazes on Su Yi, each with complex expressions.

The middle-aged man with an air of authority straightened his body slightly, looking at Su Yi walking straight toward him, his expression showing no change.

It was the beautiful woman at the end of the seats who looked at Su Yi, her eyes secretly revealing a coldness.

Behind the beautiful woman, a woman in her late twenties, dressed as a maid but in fine clothing, looked at Su Yi holding Wan'er's hand. She lowered her head, observing the beautiful woman's expression, hesitating to speak, her eyes flickering with changes.

The atmosphere in the training ground was peculiar. Su Yi seemed completely unaware, walking to the front row of the main seats. His dark eyes under his sword-like brows looked indifferently at the robust man standing in front of him, slightly raising his eyes and saying indifferently, "Su Baihan, what position do you hold in the Su family now?"

Today, with such a grand event in the Su family, Su Baihan was naturally present. Although he did not sit in the main seats, he had the right to stand in the front row.

Su Yi's words made Su Baihan startle. From his eyes, he clearly felt an inexplicable sharpness.

On that resolute face, the maturity between his brows was disproportionate to his age, steady without appearing old, but with a sharpness that made Su Baihan feel a slight tremor.

Su Baihan was surprised. Over the years, he had seen many things, but the feeling this young man gave him was the same as when he encountered extremely dangerous people outside, making him feel a tremor.

This feeling was like a sleeping beast, once awakened, it would be absolutely terrifying.

What surprised Su Baihan even more was that this young master, although mischievous and troublesome from a young age, had always been very respectful to him, always calling him Uncle Han, even a few days ago.

But now, this young master directly called his name, his eyes filled with a sharp look, which made Su Baihan puzzled.

"Reporting to Young Master Su Yi, Baihan is now the captain of the Su family's guard!" Su Baihan bowed and replied to Su Yi.

Su Yi looked straight at Su Baihan and said indifferently, "Then do your job well. If you can't, I'll replace you!"

Hearing this, everyone in the training ground was taken aback. No one expected Su Yi to say such words to Su Baihan.

After all, although Su Baihan was just the captain of the guard, his status in the Su family was not ordinary. He was a trusted confidant of the old master, and his position was not below that of a regular elder in the Su family.

The middle-aged man with an air of authority, sitting in the main seat, watched the scene before him with a calm gaze, showing no ripples, just quietly observing.

Su Baihan was also slightly taken aback. Looking at Su Yi holding Wan'er's hand, his eyes flickered with a hidden change, seemingly understanding something. His gaze trembled, and he immediately bowed, saying, "I understand, Young Master Su Yi."

"Hmph, a good-for-nothing, coming back and not staying quietly, yet daring to show off." At the end of the seats, the beautiful woman stared at Su Yi, speaking softly, but loud enough for the elders and old men in the seats to hear clearly.

Su Yi ignored Su Baihan and seemed not to hear the woman's words. He turned to look at Wan'er, who was somewhat nervous behind him, and smiled, asking, "Tell me, who drove you out of the Su family?"

"Big Brother, let's go back." Wan'er was very nervous. The acting head, elders, and many old men of the Su family were present. She knew Su Yi's character and was afraid he would suffer a loss.

"It's fine, tell me." Su Yi asked, his gaze resolute and not allowing refusal.

"It was Lady Su Jiao's maid, Xiao Lan." Su Yi's gaze made Wan'er unable to refuse, and she nervously pointed to the maid beside the beautiful woman at the end of the seats.

The maid was already quite nervous, and seeing Wan'er point at her, she became even more tense.

"Wait a moment."

Su Yi smiled, released Wan'er's hand, and slowly walked to the end of the seats.

"Lady."

Seeing Su Yi approach, Xiao Lan secretly trembled, her body involuntarily leaning back behind Su Jiao, whispering softly, very nervous.

"What are you afraid of? What can he do to you!" Su Jiao softly scolded, her eyes coldly staring at the approaching Su Yi.

She truly didn't believe this boy would dare to do anything. If he really did, it would be a good opportunity to directly cripple this boy.

Amidst the complex gazes of everyone, Su Yi walked to the end of the seats.

Su Yi stood beside Su Jiao, staring straight at Xiao Lan, and said, "Who gave you the nerve to drive Wan'er out of the Su family?"

Seeing Su Yi in front of her, Xiao Lan's body was already trembling inexplicably.

This so-called good-for-nothing young master was now making her heart race, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead, and she dared not look him in the eye.

When she heard Su Yi's words, her racing heart felt as if it had been struck by lightning, suddenly stopping, as if a heavy stone had been placed on her chest, making it difficult to breathe. Her mouth opened, but she found it hard to speak.

"Slap"

Before Xiao Lan could speak, a crisp slap echoed across her face.