The Su Family’s businesses are spread all over Xiangjiang, the inland, even overseas. Tens of thousands rely on the Su Family to make a living. His status is incomparably exalted; when has he ever suffered such humiliation? He was practically about to go insane.

"Swoosh!"

Another iron nail shot out. Ye Qingfeng directly pierced through Su Tianhui’s other palm. His expression was ice-cold as he said, "Spout one more useless word and you can go die."

Ye Qingfeng’s indifferent tone made Su Tianhui shudder on the spot. Both his palms were nailed through by Sword Qi, yet he didn’t dare let out a scream.

"You’re just here for money. Why must you hurt people of the Su Family?" Su Yunhe said word by word, his expression solemn.

"If I want to hurt him, I hurt him. Do I need to waste breath with you?" Ye Qingfeng’s cold voice rang out, his expression calm and unruffled. "Even if I kill him, so what?"

Su Yunhe’s face changed wildly. He was about to speak when he heard Ye Qingfeng’s cold voice: "Shut up. Otherwise you’ll end up the same."

"You—!"

Su Yunhe immediately felt a stuffiness in his chest, almost coughing up a mouthful of old blood, yet he no longer dared to provoke Ye Qingfeng with words.

Only now did Su Yunhe truly grasp how terrifying a Martial Artist was.

Su Yunhe shook his head and said helplessly, "It’s not that our Su Family is unwilling to pay, it’s just that twenty billion is simply too much. We can discuss this. How about... two billion?"

The ten million he had originally planned in his heart, Su Yunhe could no longer bring himself to say it now. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth and said ten million, this delicate young man would immediately flick out an iron nail and pierce his throat.

"You think this is doing business? Or that your Su Family is giving me charity? This is what your Su Family owes me. Either pay the money, or pay with the lives of your Su Family."

Ye Qingfeng said coldly.

Su Yunhe’s body trembled. He hadn’t expected this young man to be so decisive, leaving him no room to bargain at all.

A wave of helplessness welled up in his heart. During their earlier meeting, they had thought things too beautiful. Ten million, even one billion, ten billion—this person would never agree, they’d thought.

Their confidence just now was built on the absolute advantage of the Su Family. They were sure that even if that Divine Doctor came knocking, he’d still have to look at the Su Family’s face.

After all, the Su Family was one of Xiangjiang’s top clans!

Looking at it now, all their earlier ideas were nothing but a joke. Instead, it was Su Yingxin who had been the most correct. Unfortunately, Su Yingxin had already fallen into Ye Qingfeng’s hands.

Thinking of this, Su Yunhe instead felt even more appreciation and affection for that granddaughter of his. Whether in the business world, the financial world, or in how she conducted herself, Su Yingxin was the most outstanding among the Su Family’s younger generation.

"Fine, I agree to pay. Just don’t hurt Yingxin. Also, for such a huge sum of money, you at least have to give me time to raise it."

Su Yunhe sighed and said helplessly.

"Fine. Tomorrow, send it to the summit of Qingxun Mountain. I’ll be waiting for you there." Ye Qingfeng said coldly.

"Tomorrow? That’s too soon. It’s absolutely impossible to get it ready in time!" Su Yunhe shouted anxiously.

Ye Qingfeng ignored him completely and instead said coldly, "You’ve already wasted so much of my time. I’ll charge you some interest—let’s make it thirty billion."

"What? Thirty billion?" Su Yunhe’s face had turned a bluish purple. "Impossible. Even for our Su Family, we can’t come up with that much."

Ye Qingfeng didn’t care about him at all. A mere thirty billion—though it would make the Su Family’s heart bleed—it was absolutely something they could produce.

"If you don’t come, then just bring more people from your Su Family and see if you can keep your Su Family alive."

Ye Qingfeng turned around, completely ignoring the expressions of the people behind him, and walked straight out of the secret chamber.

Once Ye Qingfeng left, the three from the Su Family and Gai Liuchuan all wore different expressions, each lost in their own thoughts.

"Ai, Yunhe, I told you long ago to make more preparations. This Feng... this Ye Qingfeng is not someone you can easily provoke."

Gai Liuchuan shook his head and sighed.

Su Yunhe’s face was ashen, his eyes narrowed as if he was thinking about something.

"Father, what are we going to do?" Su Tianqing couldn’t help but ask.

"Qingxun Mountain—" Su Yunhe murmured, then said in a deep voice, "Send someone to inform Mr. Pan. The man who injured his Disciple will be on the summit of Qingxun Mountain."

"Father, are we still going to go against that Ye Qingfeng?" Su Tianqing shouted involuntarily.

"Thirty billion! Such a huge sum—are we supposed to just hand it over without a fight? No matter how powerful that Ye Qingfeng is, he can’t possibly be a match for Mr. Pan!"

"There’s always someone stronger, a sky beyond the sky. That young man is powerful, but he’s too arrogant. As long as Mr. Pan cuts him down, it won’t have anything to do with our Su Family."

Su Yunhe said, his gaze icy cold.

"Yunhe, you’re walking a tightrope here!" Gai Liuchuan sighed.

"Hmph, thirty billion—such a sum is enough to drive countless people mad, make them throw everything away. It’s also worth me placing a bet."

Su Yunhe narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

"Father, then what about tomorrow’s birthday banquet? Is it still on?" Su Tianqing asked again.

"On my ass. Tomorrow, we’re all going to Qingxun Mountain together!"

——

Night quietly descended. Today, Xiangjiang could be said to be in upheaval. A shocking piece of news instantly spread through Xiangjiang’s upper crust.

The Divine Doctor who cured Su Yunhe had appeared. That one Elixir which cured his terminal illness had actually been priced at twenty billion, and now the man had come to collect his medical fee in person.

The man was also a Martial Artist. At Peng Jinyin’s ball, he defeated Pan Longjiang’s Disciple Huo Chuxin in one move, injured Peng Jinyin, then abducted the Su Family’s little princess, Su Yingxin.

One piece of news after another sent tremors through high society. On one hand, they marveled at how the Mainland was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, able to produce such a dazzling genius.

Not only was he a peerless Divine Doctor, but his strength was extraordinary. Even Pan Longjiang’s Disciple was no match for him.

They also lamented that the Su Family had actually provoked such a powerful Martial Artist. Twenty billion—how exactly would the Su Family choose?

But very soon, everyone received new information. That man’s location had been confirmed—he was on the summit of Qingxun Mountain. Tomorrow would be the day the Su Family and that man made their deal.

Pan Longjiang, who hadn’t made a move for many years, would also personally act, avenging his Disciple and suppressing that arrogant thug from the Mainland.

A group of upper-class figures immediately began looking forward to tomorrow’s showdown. Being able to watch Pan Longjiang take action was undoubtedly a great fortune in life. They were all eager to see Pan Longjiang crush that kid from the Mainland tomorrow.

No matter what, that man was from the Mainland, while Pan Longjiang represented Xiangjiang’s Martial Arts Masters. Although everyone was Huaxia people, they still stood on Pan Longjiang’s side.

At this moment, on the mountain opposite Qingxun Mountain, night had fallen. Ye Qingfeng stood on the edge of a cliff, feeling the gusts of cold wind blowing against him.