Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 1381 - 1380 Your Second Great Uncle Has Arrived

Chapter 1381: Chapter 1380 Your Second Great Uncle Has Arrived

"No problem!" Su Yang chuckled. "I’m prepared!"

Seeing Su Yang’s confident appearance, Lü Donglin didn’t insist further, nodding and saying, "Alright, if you need any help, contact me anytime!"

After leaving Lü Donglin’s place, Su Yang headed straight back to the Shen Family Courtyard.

Just as he entered the courtyard, Su Yang saw Zhao Hu Zi from a distance.

Zhao Hu Zi was sitting at the entrance of the gate, a look of frustration on his face, seemingly quite angry yet not daring to say anything.

Upon seeing Su Yang return, Zhao Hu Zi hurriedly greeted him: "Master Su, you’re finally back. Three people came to the house, one of them is an old man who looks incredibly sleazy, claiming he’s your second uncle and demanding we serve them well with food and drink!"

"What?" Su Yang’s eyes widened. "You didn’t give them a beating?"

"Uhh..." Zhao Hu Zi’s face was full of embarrassment as he tugged at his clothes, trying to cover a bruise on his face.

Su Yang was speechless, seeing that there had been a fight but Zhao Hu Zi was the one who got beaten.

Zhao Hu Zi was quite strong, and everyone in the Shen Family Courtyard followed his orders. The fact that someone had bested Zhao Hu Zi among so many people showed that the opponent was no ordinary individual.

"Forget it, take me inside to have a look!" Su Yang waved dismissively.

Zhao Hu Zi immediately led Su Yang into the courtyard, and just as they entered the quarters where Su Yang lived, Su Yang heard the sound of an erhu. The playing was choppy, indicating the player’s lack of skill.

After the piece ended, a voice with a coarse, broken-gong quality rang out: "Those with money, make a generous contribution; those without, borrow to make one!"

Su Yang walked into the yard and saw three or four people standing, all with bruised faces and angry expressions, yet they suppressed their anger, not daring to speak.

In the middle of the courtyard sat an old man with a sleazy appearance and a repulsive face.

The old man was holding an erhu, his teeth as yellow as those of Yuan Tiangang and Wu Daozi. In fact, his sleazy look was quite on par with Yuan Tiangang and Wu Daozi.

Ragged and dusty black pants, a white shirt washed who knows how many times, and, incongruously, greasy, meticulously combed middle-parted hair.

Truth be told, this get-up would probably make Yuan Tiangang and Wu Daozi want to kick him, let alone Su Yang!

Behind this old man stood two men.

One was slightly younger, around thirty years old, with handsome and striking features, clearly out of the ordinary.

The other was simple and honest-looking, yet bulging with muscles, exuding an impressive presence like that of a looming mountain, quite awe-inspiring.

Su Yang took a deep breath and walked straight up to the old man, smiling: "Greetings, elder sir!"

"What’s good or not, pay first before you talk!" the old fellow said with an arrogant expression: "My performance is not meant to be enjoyed for free."

Su Yang glanced at the few people standing behind. They all looked aggrieved; the old fellow didn’t seem like much, but when they looked at the two men standing behind him, their faces clearly showed some fear.

Su Yang understood, as this old fellow either had no real strength or hadn’t taken any action yet.

However, Su Yang didn’t bother with that anymore. After all, the strongest individuals of the Shen Family Courtyard were standing here, and they had all been beaten up like this, which showed how strong these three people were. Regardless of whether the old fellow had taken any action, the two men standing behind him were definitely not simple.

"Old sir, talking about money is simply an insult to your skill!" Su Yang said with an exaggerated look: "Zhao Hu Zi, make some arrangements, prepare the best banquet. I shall have a couple of drinks with the old sir first. Remember, the best banquet, the finest wine, I want to seek some advice from the old sir earnestly. The performance just now by the old sir was simply divine, it was extraordinarily enlightening!"

The old fellow, upon hearing this, immediately lit up with joy, grasping Su Yang’s shoulder as if he had found a kindred spirit.

"Young man, I truly do not deserve to be your second uncle. Your thick skin is impeccable, following me, no problem!"

If it had been anyone else talking like this, Su Yang would have kicked them already. But facing this old fellow, Su Yang had to keep a smiling face.

"Old sir, don’t even mention it, when I saw you, I felt like we were truly fated. No, we must have a few drinks today. Zhao Hu Zi, hurry and arrange it!"

Zhao Hu Zi was totally confused. Since when was Su Yang the type to enjoy flattering others? What happened today? Actually acting chummy with this old fellow and shamelessly singing his praises—has the world gone mad?

The old fellow embraced Su Yang’s shoulder, acting as though they were the best of the friends who had met too late, chatting and walking directly into the living room.

The two men followed close behind the old fellow, like two attendants, not leaving his side.

Zhao Hu Zi stood in the courtyard, shaking his head helplessly, but eventually went out and honestly arranged a lavish banquet.

At the banquet, Su Yang and the old fellow were toasting incessantly, with one flattery after another, enjoying themselves immensely. The old fellow seemed to hit it off with Su Yang as well, constantly arm in arm, overly enthusiastic. The behavior was such that one might suspect the old fellow was truly Su Yang’s second uncle.

By the end of the meal, Su Yang had finally figured out the names of these three people.

The old fellow who played the erhu was called Old Wang the Second, and the two men behind him were named Li Fangming, the younger one, and Yue Zhanzhong, the more honest-looking one.

Without a doubt, none of these three names were familiar to Su Yang. Even Zhao Hu Zi, an old hand in the jianghu, hadn’t heard of these three before.

But during the meal, Su Yang also got a clear picture of the situation from Zhao Hu Zi.

After these three people arrived, Old Wang the Second kept showing off. Zhao Hu Zi and the rest couldn’t stand it and tried to deal with him. In the end, several of them took action but were easily defeated by Li Fangming and Yue Zhanzhong. As for Old Wang the Second, he didn’t even lift a finger. He just sat there, playing his erhu nonchalantly, and afterward, even extorted money from them, leaving them speechless with frustration.

Hearing all this, Su Yang was all smiles, like he had found a treasure. After having a good meal and flattering them, he arranged for the three to stay in the best rooms, as if he was taking care of his own second uncle.

After finally settling the three men, Zhao Hu Zi urgently found Su Yang and said in a low voice, "Master Su, what... what are you doing? These three have unknown backgrounds, and allowing them to stay here is far too dangerous. And with such strength, if they have ill intentions, wouldn’t that be troubling!"

Su Yang smiled, waving his hand and said, "You don’t need to worry, I have my own judgment!"