6: Su Family Dinner

The Su Residence.

As the most powerful estate in Qingzhou, its scale and magnificence rivaled the Great Xia Imperial Palace, with thousands of guards patrolling and standing watch; it was heavily fortified.

Inside the dining hall.

The male servants brought delicious dishes to the table one after another. Upon closer inspection, everything from creatures that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, and swam in the water was present, reaching the height of luxury, with an enticing aroma drifting through the air.

A family of four sat around the table.

Su Xuemei was a middle-aged woman of about fifty. She wore a gold-gilded robe and sat upright in the main seat. Her cheeks were fat, her appearance ugly, and her brows were filled with gloom and authority.

On either side of her sat her two daughters, Su Guimin and Su Guihui.

Due to years of training in the military camps, the two had very burly and sturdy builds. Their bosoms were squeezed together, and their skin was dark and rough, bearing quite a resemblance to their mother, Su Xuemei.

Su Quan sat between them, creating a distinct impression of Beauty and the Beast.

Meanwhile, in the side room on the other side, over a dozen handsome men were already eating heartily.

They were the husbands married by Su Xuemei and her two daughters.

According to the rules of the Su Family, men were not allowed at the main table.

During the intervals between serving dishes, no one dared to touch their chopsticks without permission.

At this moment, Su Xuemei cast her gaze upon Su Quan's face and said, "Quan'er, I heard that you led troops today to cause trouble for Shangguan Zhiming?"

"Ah?" Su Quan snapped out of his chat with the System.

Facing Su Xuemei's highly oppressive gaze, even though he had lived two lifetimes, he felt a heavy pressure that made it hard to breathe.

"Mother, I didn't go to cause trouble for Shangguan Zhiming. It was her relatives who bullied me, so I called General Bai to bring people over to vent my anger!"

"What? That old dog Shangguan Zhiming actually dared to bully my little brother!"

The third sister, Su Guihui, who was sitting on the left, spoke up. She had a bright red afro, eyes as wide as copper bells, and said in a muffled voice, "I've long found that old dog an eyesore. I'll go chop off her head tomorrow!"

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense! You are a dignified Grand Marshal of the Navy; if you dare to take action against a prefect, are you not afraid of inviting punishment from the imperial court?" Su Xuemei shot her a cold glance.

Su Guihui was momentarily speechless. She rubbed the back of her head, feeling a bit bewildered. Given the things her mother had done, when had she ever feared punishment from the imperial court!

"However!" Su Xuemei changed the subject and said, "Quan'er holds no official position. The next time a conflict occurs with Shangguan Zhiming, just have someone hack her to death. Children don't know any better; I presume the imperial court will be able to understand!"

Having said this, she looked over again, her gaze solidifying into substance: "Quan'er, have you noted this down?"

"I have!" Su Quan felt his scalp tingle and quickly replied.

The woman's gaze was like a Vicious Beast coiled in the primordial wilderness, waiting for an opportunity to devour someone.

The usually reticent second sister, Su Guimin, revealed an expression of surprise and asked, "Mother, are you preparing to make a move?"

"Indeed!" Su Xuemei's eyes turned cold and sharp as she said, "Our Your Majesty's martial arts talent is simply too terrifying!"

"She is only eighteen, yet she has already stepped into the Celestial Realm. A terrestrial immortal, free to roam the world—if we drag this out any longer, I fear there will be complications!"

Su Guimin and Su Guihui fell silent.

They prided themselves on being one-in-a-million martial arts prodigies.

But after decades of Cultivate, they had only just barely stepped into the Innate Realm.

Even their mother, whom they revered and worshipped as an omnipotent god, had only entered the Celestial Realm after nearly fifty years of Cultivate.

"Might this be too rushed?" Su Guimin asked.

"It's about time!" A shocking ambition erupted in Su Xuemei's eyes, and she clenched her fists: "With my three hundred thousand elite soldiers and fierce generals in Qingzhou, it is enough to contend for the world. Not to mention that in the Capital City, the Old Woman has placed several hidden pawns. Once activated, they can make this world change its name and surname!"

Speaking of this, she let out a joyful laugh, as if seeing the scene of herself draped in a Dragon robe, holding the imperial throne.

Listening to this treasonous rhetoric, Su Quan kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, looking like a well-behaved baby.

A family of rebels!

Except for him—he was not interested in any power or imperial throne; he only longed for immortality and the Dao of Cultivate immortality.

"According to the intelligence I have gathered, Mu Xiyan holds at least a million troops in her hands!" Su Guimin revealed a hesitant expression and asked: "Is our three hundred thousand really enough?"

"It is enough!" Su Xuemei was full of confidence: "Of her million troops, at least five hundred thousand are stationed in the northern territory of Great Xia, where the most brutal Xiongnu tribe resides."

"Once she dares to mobilize troops back to the capital, millions of miles of the great rivers and mountains in the northern territory, along with countless common people, will be exposed to the trampling of the Xiongnu's iron hooves!"

"That little girl indeed has some tricks, but she is still not ruthless enough. Therefore, the Old Woman concludes that even if the Capital City is breached, those five hundred thousand northern-guarding troops will not return!"

Su Guimin's brows relaxed: "If the opponent only has five hundred thousand troops, then the chances of success are very high!"

"But I do not know, Mother, when are you planning to make a move?"

"Hmm, my plan is tentatively set for three months from now!"

Speaking of this, her gaze fell upon Su Quan again, revealing a meaningful smile: "At the very least, we must wait until Quan'er comes of age!"

Seemingly having thought of something, Su Guimin and Su Guihui both let out laughter in unison. It made Su Quan's heart crawl with unease.

"Alright, all the dishes have been served, let's all eat!"

Su Xuemei was the first to pick up her chopsticks, placing the fried tiger penis into Su Quan's bowl, and said: "Quan'er, you should eat this; you need to nourish your body more!"

"Thank you, Mother!" Su Quan lowered his head and began to scarf it down. No one noticed that a trace of imperceptible gloom flashed in his eyes.

Regarding this so-called Su Family, he didn't have the slightest sense of belonging or affection for it.

Several of them were martial artists, so their appetites were large. The table full of delicacies was devoured in less than half an hour, swept away like a storm.

"Urp!" Su Xuemei let out a burp, wiped the grease from the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and patted her round, bulging belly with satisfaction.

Looking at Su Quan, who had long put down his chopsticks and was idly staring into space, she revealed a loving smile: "Quan'er, are you full?"

"I'm full!" Su Quan replied crisply.

"It's good that you're full!" Su Xuemei took a cup of warm wine from a servant and placed it with a smile in front of Su Quan, saying: "Quan'er, this is a medicinal wine Mother carefully prepared for you. It has the effect of nourishing Qi and strengthening the muscles and bones. Drink it up quickly!"

Su Quan looked at the cup of wine, the gloom in his eyes flashing and vanishing. When he raised his head, he had already put on a beaming smile and said sweetly: "Thank you for your concern, Mother!"

Having said that, he downed the medicinal wine in one gulp.

"Eh, what a good child, truly Mother's good Quan'er!" Su Xuemei laughed heartily. Her small eyes were squeezed together by fat, making her look increasingly sinister and ruthless.

Just as Su Quan put down the wine cup, a strong sense of fainting rushed to his head. After staggering and holding on for a few seconds, his vision went black, and he collapsed unconscious onto the table.