[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult":3,"chapter-don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-77":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Don't Mock the Poor Old Man: Gains a Year of Cultivation Every Day!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2312569,4520,"Chapter 77: Su Yan: I","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-77",77,"\u003Cp>The manager bowed his head, unable to meet Su Yan’s eyes, his voice thick with guilt and fear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-yes, Young Mistress…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yesterday afternoon, as our caravan passed beneath Heisong Mountain, a group of bandits suddenly surged out—black as a storm, over a hundred of them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed hard, his voice growing even more strained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve dealt with those Heifeng Bandits before—always paid for safe passage, never had an incident… but this time, those bandits turned on us outright!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They attacked without warning—right off the bat, they wounded our guard captain, Zhao Gang. Zhao Captain was a Hua Jing martial artist, yet before that ‘Storm Bear,’ he didn’t even last ten strikes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With our only Hua Jing martial artist injured, our guards stood no chance…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The manager’s voice grew quieter with each word, until it was nearly inaudible:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The cargo… was all stolen, and everyone was taken captive…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan’s body swayed slightly; she gripped the table beside her to steady herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lovely face, drained of color, now flushed with an unnatural red—the mark of fury and anxiety intertwined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cargo was the largest deal she had ever handled since taking over the family business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If sold successfully, the Su family’s foothold in Fucheng would be barely secured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crushing blow left this young girl, only recently broken through to An Jing, speechless—her rosy lips trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Su Chen gently patted her shoulder, keeping his voice steady: “Xiao Yan, don’t panic. The Heifeng Bandits always seek wealth, not blood. It may not be as bad as it seems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to the manager and asked sharply: “How much ransom do they want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The manager swallowed painfully, his voice trembling: “Those damned bandits—they said thirty thousand taels…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thirty thousand taels?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that absurd figure, both Su Chen and Su Yan’s pupils contracted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s face turned as pale as his daughter’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had hastily relocated from Anxi County, abandoning much of their wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After arriving in Fucheng, they spent money like water to establish new trade routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, nearly all their capital was tied up in that cargo—how could they possibly raise thirty thousand taels?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are these damned bandits truly out of their minds for silver?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s eyes turned bloodshot; unable to contain his rage, he slammed his palm hard onto the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere inside the hall grew heavier, suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan’s slender frame trembled with fury, but in that moment of despair, a thought flashed through her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She snapped her head up, teeth clenched:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, could it be the Sun family’s doing…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen frowned: “The Sun family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down and analyze:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve traveled this route before—had repeated dealings with the Heifeng Bandits, always paid and moved on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why, this time, did they suddenly turn on us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, a flash of cold light in her eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard rumors that the Sun family has ties with all kinds of shady characters…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s face darkened further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He growled, “You mean the Sun family is targeting and retaliating against us?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun family was a mid-sized clan in Fucheng, stronger than the former Ding family, with eight Hua Jing martial artists as retainers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few days ago, the Sun family’s playboy second son, Sun Yu, happened to see Su Yan on the street—and ever since, he’d clung to her like a leech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she had firmly rejected him every time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had then flown into a rage and threatened her: “Little bitch, if you won’t marry me, the Su family is finished!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, looking back, this Heifeng Bandit ambush was almost certainly the Sun family’s doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out of my way! Anyone who blocks me, I’ll crush their skull!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brazen voice rang out from outside the mansion, shattering the hall’s silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! That second-generation wastrel, Sun Yu, is here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan and Su Chen exchanged a glance—both eyes flashing with icy fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They strode out of the hall, crossed the courtyard, and reached the front gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There stood a man in luxurious robes, pale-skinned and with a soft, effeminate face, held back by Su family guards. He cursed loudly, shoving the guards aside, radiating utter arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was none other than Sun Yu, the Sun family’s second son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he saw Su Yan, his eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lecherous gaze roamed over her slender figure; he licked his dry lips, smirking with a revolting grin:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! Miss Su, it’s been days—I’ve missed you so much!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the guards blocking him and sneered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your servants are quite disobedient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Daring to block even your future son-in-law?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan’s face turned icy, her voice thick with revulsion: “Shut up, Sun Yu. The Su family doesn’t want you—get out now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! Tell me to leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu didn’t anger—he laughed harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms, smugly studying Su Yan, his expression begging to be punched:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard your cargo and people were seized by the Heifeng Bandits—big loss, huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, a gleam of triumph in his eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I came here specifically to help you—and you tell me to leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned as if to walk away, mocking as he went:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine! Since you’re so unwelcoming, I’ll go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such a shame about your cargo and those poor captives… tsk tsk, thirty thousand taels—and how long will those poor souls survive in Heifeng’s hands?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan’s fury could no longer be contained; frost blanketed her face as she shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bastard! Was this really your family’s doing with the Heifeng Bandits?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clenched her fists, her body trembling, desperate to kill the scoundrel right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu stopped, turned back, his grin even more insolent:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Su, don’t speak recklessly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you have proof? Without proof, I can sue you at the Fucheng magistrate’s office!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He licked his lips again, his eyes sweeping over Su Yan once more, leering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… if you marry me, we’ll be family—I could negotiate with the Heifeng Bandits for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thirty thousand taels? Maybe not a single tael needed—your cargo and people would be returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw back his head and laughed—shrill, grating, echoing before the Su mansion, as if he’d already won her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan drew a deep breath; the frost on her face melted, replaced by a bright, almost blinding false smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want to marry me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed softly, the sound like silver bells—but icy as winter’s blade:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not worthy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward, looking down at Sun Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sun Yu, I’ll say this one last time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d rather marry a seventy-year-old man than ever look at a piece of trash like you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get—OUT—!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1111,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","874ed2b999b494683123ac8bd2f55251ec13749b111e1ec8861b3f4a0627603c","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-78","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-76",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]