Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1444: Chapter 842: Looking Back

The people who came this time are of high caliber, far beyond previous events. Is there something fishy going on?

But it also proves that stirring things up with Flower Demon earlier was the right move. Look, now that they’ve sat down, no one dares roll their eyes at them.

Previously, where would the upper circle of the Martial Arts World even glance at them?

Gong Jiu and company snorted inwardly, but they also knew that face is fought for by oneself.

Sui Yi has already fought for too much on their behalf, and now they really have to handle it themselves.

So, after breaking away from Sui Yi and arriving at the venue, the two first felt confused as if in a whirlwind, then quickly composed themselves, blended into the crowd... Relying on their diplomatic skills and charisma, they successfully bridged connections with some people. After all, Gong Jiu and company have their own capital too; they might lack innate abilities within the Martial Arts World, but in today’s globalized martial arts scene, it’s precisely people like Gong Jiu who combine both martial arts and business that have the brightest future. Who doesn’t know the reputation of Sui Tang Square? Hooking up with it is also a boost.

After all, most martial artists are not well-versed in business, and to gather more martial arts resources, modern approaches must be taken, so social networking becomes an easy endeavor.

Of course, people from Qiu Mountain were secretly recruiting others over there to ostracize Gong Jiu and her companions...

No problem, with so many people here, you have a bunch of cronies, and there are always some people who aren’t, right?

Gong Jiu and company fought harder the more obstacles they faced, thriving even under the extreme unwillingness of people from Qiu Mountain...

In fact.

Gong Jiu and Flower Demon were sitting at the fifth table on the bottom row. After taking their seats, they looked across at Qi Xun and Zhong Buli, whose appearances didn’t match their underlying feelings, then at the composed Nie Wanqing sitting in the middle sipping water, and then at the tender and sweet Han Xiang girl beside the breathless, seemingly just recovered from illness, Seo Feng brother... Moreover, there was Mo Qi young master, who was enthusiastically courting Flower Demon.

The groom, runaway bride, runaway bride’s girlfriend, ambitious to rise green tea bitch, lard-confounded green tea bitch pursuer, a super noble clan heir who only cares about beautiful women...

Oh my, the taste at this table was indescribably pungent.

Especially when Flower Demon savored Daughter’s Red wine and said to Mo Qi, "This gentleman, I only roll in bed with women, and only those who are beautiful and have substance."

While her gaze casually drifted toward Nie Wanqing sipping the water and then to Zhong Buli.

Mo Qi: "...."

The atmosphere was exhilarating!

Everyone at the table felt uneasy.

Even the minor spats between the engaged couple instantly became insignificant debris.

Qi Xun squinted at his fiancée, then looked at the expressionless Zhong Buli.

It turns out his fiancée doesn’t just harbor a monk in her heart, but also caught the attention of a lesbian!

The monk is certainly hopeless, whether dead or alive, so there’s no problem, but this lesbian...

Qi Xun, who was usually aloof and reserved, quietly poured a cup of tea for Zhong Buli, his demeanor tender...

Zhong Buli: "!!!!"

What’s this? What’s this insidious guy with a poker face up to? Showing off affection in public?

Who doesn’t know I ran away from the marriage!

Gong Jiu chuckled to smooth things over: "She’s tricking you all~~ She only hooks up with women for beauty, not substance. Like Han Xiang girl, you don’t need to worry."

Han Xiang: Is this saying I’m not beautiful or that I have substance?

Gong Jiu: Actually, it’s neither beautiful nor with substance, but always an insidious bitch.

Having successfully ridiculed the annoying Han Xiang, Gong Jiu and company found they had nowhere to vent their battle spirit.

Until the scholarly, dull Physician Liao sat down at the vacant seat.

Whoa!

The two got up and sat on either side of Liao’s.

Nie Wanqing: "..."

There’s a sense this table might collapse at any moment.

Is there still space at the fourth table?

The fourth table has acquaintances, lots of them.

There are many people present, naturally including acquaintances, and one table clearly stands out from the martial arts heroes.

Most look very refined, with gentle manners.

It’s where Chu Muzhe, Su Zimu, Jiang Muxiu, and Yi Chilian are seated, this table clearly consists of military and governmental figures, including the Imperial Guards Yue Beiqing and Ming Lanyuan, along with a few others who openly oppose Chu Muzhe’s faction, including another high-ranking official and several subordinates. That table with twelve people, the atmosphere was not overly refined and confrontational.

But compared to the fifth table... it was immensely harmonious.

Before Sui Yi appeared, while Su Zimu was dealing with attacks from political opponents, she also kept an eye on Gong Jiu and company’s situation, relieved to see they weren’t struck down by Qiu Mountain’s clique. Yet, having been summoned here abruptly these days... she was still in shock, paying attention to the people here... she vaguely guessed a possibility.

— Here, could there be international affairs?

Su Zimu looked again towards the three tables over there, quietly squinting.

Each table with a distinct vibe, if theirs was military and government.

Then what about those three tables?

Third table, Ye Zixu with Huang Long and another two sect leaders from Maoshan Taoist’s positions are clear in this table seating chart, letting Gong Jiu and company realize that Ye Zixu, who usually keeps a low profile, is actually backed by the rather BT sect of Thousand Buddha Hands, or else Huang Long and the few sect leaders wouldn’t treat the significantly younger and weaker Ye Zixu so courteously and amicably.

The third table hosts heads of niche sects and second-tier members of large clans, like Mo Tu, also Fu Ling and Old Master, rulers of underground black market in the Capital City.

Speaking of Old Master... Gong Jiu saw this guy and almost popped out her eyeballs.

This person isn’t dead?

How come they’ve gotten together with Fu Ling.

Mo Ke was at the second table.

The second table consists of family heads from major clans and leaders of mainstream sects, like Shaolin and Wudang.

Zhou Yu and Qian Kui are present, along with a big-bellied, exceedingly wealthy white-faced fatty, Jin Laifu. Speaking of Jin Laifu, this person is one of the *******; in terms of capital and comprehensive strength, ranks second due to his engagement in real industries, cash flow is more abundant compared to Zhou Yu and Qian Kui, who dabble in networks and stock markets, however, this person is always considered tacky and among the distinctly different trio, is implicitly viewed by outsiders as the most down-to-earth among the four major tycoons, and not surprisingly at this moment, his eyes were fixated on the large pot nearby, drooling.

Zhou Yu somewhat disdained the behavior of this fat man, but couldn’t help that he was accompanied by Mo Ke, a top-tier young lady from a prestigious family...

What a pity.

At the second table, there were twelve people, ******** were all present, but three Family Heads... and a Family Head’s sister, Shen Ci.

Shen E didn’t come.

Mo Ke leaned against the armrest, her gaze on Shen Ci carrying a hint of deeper meaning, as did the others.

However, Shen Ci seemed to be chatting with someone, sending text messages back and forth... a bit rude? It only indicated that the person she was chatting with must be very important to her...

Who could it be?

Her behavior made it difficult for Zhou Yu and the others to inquire.

Are you two siblings really at odds, with the sister trying to stage a coup?

Has your brother relapsed? Did he take his medicine?

So much curiosity~~

******** The undercurrents surged, yet the noble clan rightfully competed.

Jin Laifu’s stomach growled as he eyed the pig’s knuckle, noticing across the table Jhiang Family’s heir Jhiang Qu and Seo Family’s Seo Bai. The Jhiang Family and the Mo Family were rivals with a past marriage alliance, although the engagement was later resolved, it certainly made their relationship even more enigmatic.

While the Seo Family vaguely positioned below the two families, any war between them would allow the third family to profit from the conflict, thus they were eager to act.

None of them were easy to deal with, the murderous intent surpassing that of their four families.

However, this murderous aura faded when the host of Peach Blossom Villa appeared, rolling in his wheelchair.

It’s about to begin.

What about those treasures? Some insiders started glancing around.

Mr. Tao was at the first table, leaving a few vacant seats that sparked imagination.

He smiled slightly: "A few guests haven’t arrived yet... and there’s still some time."

Patriarch of the Mo Family was indifferent, as were the representatives from Jhiang Family and Seo Family.

Until...

"Sui Yi..."

Suddenly seeing Sui Yi appear, people at the fourth and fifth tables raised their heads.

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Gong Jiu and Flower Demon waved, inviting, come quickly!

This table was so refreshing!

Sui Yi turned her head and saw the dynamics at Gong Jiu and Flower Demon’s table; they had already made Liao’s face turn grim, along with the couple Zhong Buli... She felt going to that table might really... collapse.

So...

Sui Yi’s gaze swept over; Mr. Tao at the first table, a few Family Heads, and then all empty seats; both second and third tables had empty seats.

Clearly waiting for someone.

Are there not many people from the noble clans?

The masters are probably elsewhere.

Maybe appearing with another identity.

Sui Yi’s eyes darkened slightly as her gaze traversed the room, landing somewhere specific.

She stepped out the door, descending the stairs, with the crowd unsure of her destination.

Probably when she passed the first table, everyone was silently surprised, right?

At this moment.

Someone arrived, gently murmuring, causing many people to rise involuntarily.

A broad door opened to a group stepping out; on the left was Marquis Gu Wen, the man on the right walked side by side with him.

His sleeve bore a door, a silver door.

Commander of the Imperial Guards on the left, and on the right... Vice Sect Leader!

Hehe~~

Indeed from a significant background, no wonder this group swiftly rose to their feet.

It’s inevitable, the Gate is a level higher than the Imperial Guards.

The Vice Sect Leader, truly overshadows the Commander of the Imperial Guards, yet this Vice Sect Leader wasn’t a sharp person; rather, wearing a black robe, his features clear and prominent, yet his aura was rather subdued, akin to a knife not quite in harmony with the world but yet unopened.

"Gate... Second-in-command... Yi Dao"

The Gate, it possesses a knife, and this knife is called Yi Dao.

Yi Dao and Marquis Gu Wen had stepped off the stage, noticing someone among those seated, who stood and turned.

Marquis Gu Wen’s eyes flashed.

It’s this person.

And this person’s gaze was not on the two BOSS figures, but on the two women following behind them.

To the left was Gu Sansi, to the right was... who?

Sui Yi turned her gaze and met the deep eyes of Gu Sansi and the woman beside her.