The Divine Martial Stars

The Number One private room was magnificently decorated.

The private room was the largest and most luxurious one in the entire Ecological Lily Garden Hotel, and could only be booked by those in the top class. It occupied about 100 square meters. Waiters and waitresses who were carefully selected were there to provide the best service.

Right now, the atmosphere in the private room was very good.

In addition to Su Yutong and her parents, in the private room also sat her four cousins and their family, including Su Hanwei, Director of the Public Security Bureau in the high-tech district.

The round table with a diameter of six meters was big enough for 50 people to sit around. It carried models of mountains and rivers, small rockeries and running water in the inner circle, which were quite unique. And on the outer circle that was within reach of all the surrounding seats was a large plate rotating automatically. Loads of fine dishes were placed on the plate. The people sitting around the table could easily help themselves to the dishes by stretching out their hands.

As the table was too big, it was a little inconvenient for the diners to communicate with each other. The people sitting across the table were at least six meters away from each other. If their voices were too low, their words would not be heard at all.

A fair-skinned young man, who was about 1.7 meters tall, sat in the seat of honor with a sickly look that indicated his body had been maxed out by wine and women.

The other people looked at the young man with a hint of fear and had a flattering smile plastered on their faces.

The well-dressed Su Yutong was sitting right next to the young man.

With exquisite makeup, she looked like a beauty made of jade under the perfect lighting in the private room. Her skin was as smooth as jade. She had never looked so beautiful.

However, even though she was one of the protagonists of today's banquet, Su Yutong had put on a poker face and did not smile once. Most of the time, she kept her head down and refused to talk to anyone. Only when the young man next to her asked something, she answered back rather perfunctorily.

Her attitude made others feel that the beauty was made of ice and not easy to accost.

Ma Zhen pushed the door open and came in. He whispered to the fair-skinned young man's ear, "Young Master Chen, that guy didn't give us face. He's refused to come and propose a toast."

Before, Ma Zhen told the others that he had seen Su Yutong's ex-boyfriend and would ask him to join them for a toast. But when he volunteered to invite the ex-boyfriend over, his offer was declined, which made him a little embarrassed.

"He doesn't give Young Master Chen face?"

"Wang Shiwu must be out of his mind, right?"

"Didn't you tell him that Director Su is also here?"

The other young men at the dinner table also spoke up. There was a hint of provocation in their words. Those people were Ma Zhen's disreputable associates.

Ma Zhen was the son of the general manager of a real estate company, the comprehensive strength of which was enough to rank in the top three in the city. He was a typical playboy from a wealthy family. Those few young men were about the same. A few days ago, after "Young Master Chen" came to Baoji City, Ma Zhen managed to hook up with him through his father's connections.

In the past few days, he and his friends had taken "Young Master Chen" to seek all sorts of pleasures in the city and worked very hard to please the rich playboy. "Young Master Chen" started to appreciate the man, and that was also the advice of his father, Ma Mingyu.

Ma Mingyu was at the dinner table as well. He frowned slightly when he heard their words.

In fact, he was not very pleased with his son mentioning Su Yutong's ex-boyfriend at this time. Moreover, his son even sent his man to the other party's room to provoke the ex-boyfriend. That was absolutely an act of making trouble out of nothing and could not be encouraged.

Of course, Ma Mingyu did not come to that conclusion because of his sympathy for Wang Shiwu. He didn't care about the life and feelings of such a small potato. He was just afraid that his son would make a fool of himself and cause the disgust of Young Master Chen.

Ma Zhen explained with an innocent face, "I said Director Su is here, and I also told him Young Master Chen's identity and status. Who knew that there was another young man in that room that came out of nowhere? He was very arrogant and forbade Wang Shiwu to come over…"

He recounted the event with some embellishment.

Seeing that the eyes of the fair-faced young man had grown dangerous, Su Hanwei quickly changed the topic to ease the tension. "That's all in the past. Since he doesn't want to come here, we should just forget it. Anyway, from now on, my Tong has nothing to do with him… Go on. The real business can't be interrupted by this trivial."

Other relatives of the Su family, including the second aunt who dragged Su Yutong home that day, all smiled ingratiatingly for the peacemaking.

The fair-skinned Young Master Chen grinned, picked up his wine glass, and took a gulp.

Only then did Su Hanwei and the others relax a little, reckoning that the matter had been dropped.

Unexpectedly, when the young man finished drinking, he suddenly tossed the wine glass on the table and yelled, "I'd been wondering why she always keeps a straight face and treats me so coldly as if I own her something. It turns out that she still has feelings for her ex… Haha, how dare you, the Su family, fool me like this?"

As soon as he said that, the atmosphere in the private room quickly cooled down.

Su Hanwei's heart was filled with anger. This "Young Master Chen" had gone too far. But at the thought of his identity, Su Hanwei had to put up with him no matter how angry he was. What was more, the Su family still had a favor to ask the young man.

Su Yutong was not afraid of the young man next to her at all. When she heard his remarks, she just stared at the table in front of her like a puppet without a soul, and her expression did not change much.

When Chen Shaohua saw Su Yutong's expression, he felt even more irritated.

"Hahaha, there is no one I, Chen Shaohua, can't invite over… In this small Baoji City, the man who dares to disrespect me is not born yet… Su Yutong, it's your ex. You should invite him over again in person. This time, if that guy still doesn't know how to appreciate my kindness, don't blame me for being cruel and merciless." The coercion in his tone was undisguised.

Su Yutong's countenance altered.

She hesitated for a moment and finally stood up. Without saying a word, she walked out of the private room.

By the table, her parents were both anxious and furious.

Seeing that their daughter had been treated so rudely and scolded in public even before she married him, they knew Young Master Chen didn't care about his daughter's dignity. What kind of life would his daughter live if they got married?

Nonetheless, Su Yutong's parents had no choice.

To tell the truth, they had seen Wang Shiwu before and were very satisfied with him. He was a decent young man— capable, filial, and had a good character— but… the era had changed. Moreover, since they had a favor to ask, their daughter basically had to become a trading item for the deal.

"I'll go too… Haha, Young Master Chen, I'll help you keep an eye on them." Ma Zhen, who had a drunkard's nose, simply worried that the world would not be in complete chaos, and volunteered to help again.

Honestly, he wanted to go to that private room and witness Wang Shiwu and the young who reprimanded him be dismayed.

Noticing that the situation was going well, Su Hanwei also got to his feet and said, "I'm going to reason with him, too."

He was not going to make things difficult for Wang Shiwu, but just to make peace and talk with Wang Shiwu. He intended to warn Wang Shiwu and his friend not to act on impulse and make a fierce confrontation. Otherwise, there would be endless trouble.

Chen Shaohua's temperament had been fully revealed by far. He was an extremely wicked and ruthless person. Once he flew off the handle, he was prone to be evil and inhuman. Even so, the director of the police bureau could not do anything to him.

After all, the other party's background was too intimidating. He was as powerful as an immortal and had an extremely daunting origin.

Sitting in the seat of honor, Chen Shaohua smiled coldly.

He was never a kind-hearted person. Although he had occupied a fairly important status in the family, he was not a future leader who was selected to receive the best training. In the past, he could only be regarded as an idle member of the Chens. However, as the great era came, he was found to have a talent for martial arts cultivation. Later, he got admitted to one of the Seven Sacred Sects and became the future leader of the sect. Thus, his status and power soared overnight.

Over the past year, his position in the Chen Family had risen by leaps and bounds. With the help of his sect's influence, he had no scruples at all in stumping on those who had thought light of him in the past. Even the future leaders the Chen Family once picked and carefully fostered were as humble as dogs in front of him.

Now, he was practically as arrogant as an upstart, and he cared less about what others thought of him.

And the engagement with the Su family was just a deal arranged by the sect. He could not say no to it. Fortunately, Su Yutong was quite pretty, so he felt okay to sleep with her for a change. He decided to regard the girl as a concubine of his.

Yet, he could not tolerate that the girl was still thinking about another man, even though he was the one who broke up the couple by force.

In fact, even if Wang Shiwu came to propose a toast to him later, Chen Shaohua would not let him off the hook so easily. He would humiliate him, then, use some means to get rid of him.

Generally speaking, the police was unable to find about the moves of the sect. Even if they found out, he would not be afraid.

With a dark face, Chen Shaohua slowly swayed the red wine in his glass.

Smears of red spread out on the inner surface of the glass, which looked like blood.

Members of the Su Family were all trembling with fear.

Su Yutong's second aunt was still trying to smooth out the dispute. She apologized to Chen Shaohua with a broad smile and even urged Su Yutong's parents to shift the atmosphere. Chen Shaohua just sneered and ignored all that. It made the Su family feel even more awkward.

On the sofa next to the big round table in the private room sat an old man with white beard and hair but rosy cheeks and youthful facial features.

The old man seemed to be in his 70s or 80s. He looked energetic and kind. He was wearing a long white robe, like an old immortal. He was holding a string of scarlet Buddha beads in his hand, his eyes closed, and constantly plucked the beads. It seemed that he did not care what was happening in the private room at all.

On the left side of his white shirt embroidered a white crane flapping its wings in the air. It was so vivid that it looked almost alive.

On both sides of the sofa stood a young man in a white robe, cloth shoes, and a sword hanging from his waist. They both had the hair at the same length, the same hair bun, and the same cold look on their faces. The two were emitting an ice-cold aura, keeping people away from them.

These three people were incompatible with the atmosphere in the private room, as though they were from another world. Even a high-ranking official like Su Hanwei did not dare to say hello to them rashly when he first entered the room.

They were Chen Shaohua's capital to be arrogant.

The real disciples from the Seven Sacred Sects.

They were truly immortal-like cultivators.

Time ticked by.

After a while, the door of the private room swung open.

Ma Zhen rushed in with a withered face.

"Young Master Chen, that bastard didn't show you any respect and even let Wang Shiwu hit me… Young Master Chen, they are too unruly!" On both sides of his face, there were three or four palm prints. His cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, prevented him from speaking clearly. He looked as miserable as one could imagine!

That scene was completely different from what the others had pictured in their minds.

"Su Hanwei has gone there, too. But why did Ma Zhen still get such a good beat?"

"And Su Yutong didn't come back along with him?"

"What's going on?"