Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Ye Wudao's assertiveness instantly stiffened the atmosphere of the entire club; his renown was indeed high, with everyone frequenting this upscale club being individuals of status.

Ye Family's Crown Prince of the Imperial Capital, one of the revered Jingcheng's Four Young Masters, wielded power that could turn the skies and earth upside down.

However, Ye Ling stepped forward and patted Ye Wudao on the shoulder, "Alright, how are we going to cope if everyone is frightened? It's just a dog, no need to get so worked up over it."

"Alright, but I think, Director, you should really discipline your subordinates. Once they put on that uniform, they are supposed to serve the people, not to learn to look down on others like a dog does."

"Some things are better left undone; otherwise, I fear you as their leader will also be implicated."

Ye Ling spoke softly, while Ye Wudao stood behind him without offering a single rebuttal, shocking everyone once again.

Damn, Ye Wudao is the wildest of the four sons, isn't he? Who has he ever obeyed? Who dares to speak to him like this? Haven't the jokes gone too far today?

Seeing that Ye Wudao did not refute Ye Ling's words, the director thought he must be a very important person and hurriedly nodded, "You are right, I will definitely investigate and deal with these scoundrels!"

"They must not tarnish our entire collective because of their actions. They will pay the price."

"These black sheep, I will definitely punish them severely; please rest assured, Mr. Ye and Mr. Mo."

The director vowed earnestly, sweat beads rolling down his forehead. He was truly frightened, for these young masters were notorious for fearing neither heaven nor earth.

If they really clashed with him, his career would be over; one must never underestimate these second-generation kids from Huaxia. They may not have many skills, but they are exceptional at causing trouble.

"But Uncle! They committed..." The young man who had just pointed the gun at Ye Wudao suddenly begged, his eyes brimming with tears, clearly feeling wronged.

Seeing this, Ye Wudao immediately laughed, "Yo, a connected relative, huh? Uncle? Tsk tsk, nice style."

"Shut your mouth, you good-for-nothing brat!" The director shouted at the young officer, then turned to Ye Wudao with a flattering smile.

"Mr. Ye, promoting the worthy irrespective of their connections, you know about it. Our style has always followed the nation's grand policies, and we will never stray from the right path."

The director hastily explained and then glared harshly at his nephew, already mentally berating him, thinking, "Damn it, if it weren't for my nephew, I'd be whipping you to death with a belt later."

Yet as Ye Ling approached the director and patted his shoulder, he said, "This guy has potential; at least there's still a bit of a sense of justice in him, it's just been led astray by this crowd."

"With some guidance, I think he could turn out quite well, don't you think?"

Ye Ling chuckled, and then the crowd left, leaving an audience stunned and their hearts shaken by the masterful performance they had just witnessed from these young elites.

The director looked at his nephew and shook his head, "You, you've seen too little of the world. Do you know who they are to speak like that?"

"I don't know." The young officer replied, oblivious and unacquainted with that circle.

The director sighed, "Ever heard of the Four Young Masters of the Imperial Capital?"

"Heard of it, that's Wang Xiaofei and his friends, right? They are very rich, their families are powerful, and they've been involved with countless female stars; they are known as the Four Young Masters."

Upon hearing his uncle's words, the young officer suddenly became interested, for at his age, he was very much into gossip.

"Scram, you little shit! Those are just four clowns, not the so-called Four Young Masters. You, you... If it weren't for your mother asking me to take good care of you, I'd whoop you to death with my belt!"

"Let me tell you, in the Imperial Capital, talk to humans in human language, talk to ghosts in ghost language, but most importantly, you've got to have sharp eyesight. Any of these guys here could squash you like a grasshopper if they wanted to!"

"Guards! Take them all back with you, and this 'Crown Prince' of the Four Seas Gang, too!"

With a sweeping gesture, the director turned and left. As for what punishment these people would face, he knew better than anyone else, and he also lacked the power and authority to really do anything to them.

But he did this to show face for Ye Wudao and others, and when the young masters came to bail these people out, the director would also take the opportunity to foster good relationships.

A seasoned bureaucrat who had been in the game for many years, he had the reflexes for it, and the director's slickness could now be akin to that of an eel.

In the Maserati, Ye Ling patted Alice on the shoulder: "Don't think too much about it. There are people like this everywhere, not just in Huaxia, Mi Country has plenty of them, too."

"These kind of people, if you don't teach them a lesson, they won't know how many eyes the Prince horse has."

Alice nodded obediently. This Saintess, adored by millions of believers, was now behaving like a virtuous little wife, quite docile and obedient.

"Yue Xin, you and Alice go back first. I'll make a trip to see the two old gentlemen and hand over the stuff to them. We'll head back to Donghai City tomorrow morning."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, Shen Yuexin nodded, and Ye Ling got out of the car. The Maserati sped away on the wide road and disappeared.

Ye Ling then got into Mo Xing's Jeep, and the four of them drove towards the residence of the two old men. Reaching the outskirts, Ye Ling got out and headed inside while the other three waited in the vehicle.
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"Tsk tsk, what do you guys think the old men will reward him with?"

"Yeah, not only did he complete the mission, but in his rampage, he also took out quite a few enemy strongmen. That's a big accomplishment, right?"

Mo Xing and Ye Wudao both expressed their questions when Shenfeng waved them off: "Can you two idiots stop asking so much? Is giving Ye Ling more stuff any use now?"

"His strength has already surpassed all of humanity, and he stands at the pinnacle among all humans. What he wants is not so-called rewards, but recognition."

"Especially Ye Ling, since he still wants to live in the secular world, all he's considering are the promises made to him by the two old men."

Inside a room, Ye Ling took out the confidential documents from his storage ring, which made the two old men smile and nod upon seeing them.

"You're really something else, and we've also heard about the ruckus you caused in Mi Country. Young man, you've got quite the guts."

"Mi Country even protested to us, but for the sake of the nation, we still had to disavow your actions. I hope you can understand."

Upon hearing the old men's words, Ye Ling quickly nodded in understanding. Bullshit, as if he had any other choice. Demolish this place? Then he'd really be asking to die; the billions of countrymen would eat Ye Ling alive, and not leave a single bone.

In the following hour, the old men continued to talk with Ye Ling about the affairs of the country that were beyond his understanding and about cultivators that interested him.

"Ye Ling, you actually have the capacity to take on some responsibilities now."

One of the old men spoke slowly, and Ye Ling tensed up. The moment of truth was upon him.