The elders of the Feng family arrived one after another, standing in the crowd in a state of confusion.
On one side was Sixth Master, and on the other was the Immortal Sect; neither was someone they could afford to offend.
Di Wenbin was shocked. He tried with all his might to get up but was pinned down, unable to move.
"Sixth Master, aren't you afraid of offending the Immortal Sect?"
Di Wenbin looked up at Su Hongxiu, fear creeping into his eyes.
He even thought of using a spiritual artifact to resist the pressure, but he couldn't even make the move to retrieve it.
This person hadn't even made a move, and he was already in such a sorry state, his internal organs feeling as if they were being squeezed, causing him immense discomfort.
He had no doubt that if the pressure intensified even slightly, he would explode and die.
The strength of the Pavilion Master of Willow Pavilion was truly formidable.
This time, Di Wenbin finally understood why Sixth Master was so renowned in Jinling.
Feng Qingcheng's eyes narrowed, and she quickly spoke, "Sixth Master, peace is paramount. I am the one who caused today's incident. I apologize to you, Sixth Master."
She took the blame upon herself and waved her hand, attempting to dispel the oppressive aura.
Even though she was a Nascent Soul cultivator, she couldn't dispel the pressure. Instead, she was injured by it, spitting blood. This scene filled Di Wenbin's heart with a pang of guilt.
Feng Qingcheng's eyes widened in disbelief, her gaze fixed on Su Hongxiu.
This person's cultivation was so high!
Sixth Master appeared gentle and refined, yet his actions were so swift and powerful.
Su Hongxiu didn't even spare her a glance. His gaze swept down from above, landing on the two disheveled disciples of the Immortal Sect.
"Coincidentally, I'm not afraid of offending the Immortal Sect at all."
The gentle male voice fell, sounding utterly at ease.
Su Hongxiu raised an eyebrow slightly, and the pressure lessened a fraction. This time, Di Wenbin could no longer endure and collapsed onto the ground.
Di Wenbin quickly took out a spiritual artifact to protect himself. His internal organs felt a little more comfortable, and he could finally breathe, but he was still unable to move or get up.
Su Xian raised an eyebrow and calmly looked at the two, "You openly accused Sixth Master. Everything you are enduring now is what you deserve."
Those who dared to offend Sixth Master would naturally not fare well.
Su Hongxiu finally turned his gaze to Feng Qingcheng, a hint of a smile in his eyes, his well-defined fingers leisurely fanning himself with a bone fan.
"Since you say today's events were all your doing, why don't you take their place and kneel on the ground?"
The pleasant male voice sent a chill down their spines.
Feng Qingcheng's face paled instantly, and she instinctively took a step back.
She absolutely could not end up in such a state, or she would be ridiculed.
Seeing her retreat, Su Hongxiu smiled and calmly withdrew his gaze. "Today was merely a small punishment. You two lack discernment. Open your eyes before you speak, or next time you won't be so lucky."
Di Wenbin's face flushed red as he tried to speak, but he lacked the energy.
All his spiritual power was being used to resist the oppressive aura, leaving him no room to focus elsewhere.
"Sixth Master, they are merely insignificant individuals, no need to bother with them."
At this moment, Feng Ninghe spoke.
Her clear female voice drifted down.
Di Wenbin was furious, hating that he lacked the ability to get up.
Sixth Master's profound cultivation was a well-known tale in Jinling. He accepted being taught a lesson by a stronger individual.
But who was Feng Ninghe to speak?
How dare this woman call him insignificant!
Su Hongxiu nodded slightly in approval and looked at Feng Ninghe, "You're right, but since you're already kneeling, staying down for a while longer won't hurt."
The conversation between the two made Feng Qingcheng's face turn ashen, her heart filled with rage.
Could Sixth Master, a person of such stature, also be infatuated with Feng Ninghe?
He had gratuitously spoken up for Feng Ninghe and even sent a box of medicinal herbs.
"Oh, right~"
Su Hongxiu seemed to recall something important and turned to look at Feng Qingcheng. "This box of medicinal herbs was of great use to me, yet you privately occupied it and delayed my time. How does Feng Qingcheng intend to compensate me?"
Feng Qingcheng was stunned, looking at the face with soft lines and a smile in disbelief.
Sixth Master, being a man, was so petty and still haggling over this!
If Sixth Master showed no mercy to Di Wenbin, he would certainly show none to the Immortal Sect, nor to her.
Feng Qingcheng's gaze deepened slightly, her female voice laced with a hint of inquiry, "Sixth Master, you may not fear the Immortal Sect, but surely you don't wish to offend them? If Sect Master Di were to learn of his son's encounter today..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the implication was clear.
Feng Qingcheng not only wanted to warn Sixth Master but also to absolve herself of responsibility.
The medicinal herbs had already been returned, and yet he still wanted to demand compensation from her!
"So what if I offend them?"
Su Hongxiu looked at her dismissively, his eyes calm as his male voice slowly declared, "Di Wenbin brought this upon himself. If I show no regard for the Immortal Sect, do you think he would have emerged unscathed?"
The elders of the Feng family grew anxious and quickly approached Feng Guangyao.
The Second Elder couldn't hide the urgency in his eyes and quickly said, "Guangyao, no matter what, they are both disciples of the Immortal Sect. Di Wenbin is Sect Master Di's only son. They absolutely cannot meet with any misfortune within our Feng family."
"Exactly! We must find a way to resolve this matter quickly. Pay whatever compensation is necessary and send this plague god away as soon as possible!" The Third Elder couldn't help but lower his voice.
A person who could develop Willow Pavilion to this extent could never be a pushover.
Even if it was Su Hongxiu who had dealt with Di Wenbin, it was still possible that the Immortal Sect would vent their anger upon them.
Feng Guangyao understood the implications. His expression tightened, and he quickly walked towards Su Hongxiu. "Sixth Master, our Feng family was at fault today. We beg for your understanding. We wonder how you wish us to compensate you?"
"Daddy!"
Feng Qingcheng cried out in alarm, calling to Feng Guangyao. "Sixth Master has a magnanimous heart and surely won't hold grudges against us. These words are likely just spoken in jest."
She did not want to compensate Su Hongxiu.
If anyone was to blame, it was Su Hongxiu for not clearly stating who the medicinal herbs were intended for when he sent them. It was only natural that she would have taken them by mistake.
Now, to demand an apology from them was simply excessive!
Su Hongxiu seemed to find something amusing and calmly looked at the two before him. "Second Miss Feng has been renowned from a young age. I imagine that even if you made a mistake, you wouldn't evade responsibility. You would surely not disgrace the Immortal Sect or your master, Venerable Tang."
"Well said!"
Feng Ninghe clapped her hands in approval and said with mock seriousness, "Uncle, quickly show your sincerity and apologize properly. This prolonged fuss is truly delaying Sixth Master's time."
Her agreement almost made Feng Qingcheng roll her eyes.
Feng Guangyao's expression stiffened. He felt displeased, but he also understood that the immediate priority was not to argue, but to find a way to appease Su Hongxiu.
With a wave of his hand, a chest of spirit stones appeared on the ground.
"Sixth Master, these fifty thousand spirit stones are a token of my sincerity, a compensation for Qingcheng's rashness."
Feng Guangyao looked at the chest of spirit stones on the ground with a pained expression, feeling as if his heart were bleeding.
Having lost his position as family head, he had also lost many opportunities to accumulate wealth.
His expenses had been increasing day by day, and he was nearing the point where his income could no longer cover his expenses.
If this continued, all the wealth he had accumulated in the past would be squandered...