It was the middle of the night, but the Cui Family was celebrating.

The clansmen who’d taken refuge within Jinluo Grotto had already received word of tonight’s victory and returned home. All of their expressions contained undisguisable delight and excitement.

When the old blind man returned to the pavilion he’d taken up refuge in, he saw Su Yi sprawled out in a wicker chair, drinking and pouring his own wine, leisurely and at ease.

“Your Excellency Su, they say the Cui Family used a portion of the Swordmaster of Abstruse Force’s cultivation base to annihilate all the invaders in one fell swoop!” said the old blind man with undisguised excitement. When he mentioned the Swordmaster of Abstruse Force, his gaze was reverent.

“Mm,” said Su Yi, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

“Your Excellency Su, how do you view tonight’s incident?” the old blind man couldn’t help but ask.

Just like Cui Jingyan, he highly suspected that Su Yi was Su Xuanjun’s descendant.

Thus, he couldn’t help but find Su Yi’s indifferent response strange.

“A trivial matter, that’s all. What’s there to exclaim over?” Su Yi said casually.

He was currently pondering something,...