Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 404 - 413 You’ve Poked a Hole in the Sky!

Looking at the young man’s arrogant demeanor, Ye Ling really wanted to rush over and give him a hard slap.

But in the end, he restrained himself. Just looking at that self-righteous face made people’s teeth and hands itch.

"I said, it’s not for sale!"

Ye Ling spoke with a heavy voice, then got up, and Xiao Bai took the opportunity to jump onto Ye Ling’s shoulder, causing the woman reeking of strong perfume to stare with wide eyes.

"Wow, it’s so pretty, so well-behaved, Da Ling!"

The woman clung to the young man’s arm, cooing continuously, like the waves in the sea, constantly churning up the waters, utterly wave-like.

Ye Ling, who was preparing to settle the bill and leave, found the young man blocking his path, smiling coldly at him, "Let me tell you, don’t refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit later!"

"It’s just a damn dog. I’ve already offered twenty thousand. Don’t push your luck. Just sell me the dog obediently, or else, young master here will show you why the flowers are so red."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling couldn’t help but laugh. What, right after coming back he runs into a rich brat thinking he can push people around with tough talk?

The surrounding crowd also started discussing. This young man, too, for just twenty thousand—which the people sitting here aren’t strangers too—insisted on buying someone else’s dog. The owner doesn’t want to sell, and now it’s somehow become a grievance.

"I think you are just like a dog raised by your parents at home, used to being spoiled rotten. Now you’ve come out and started biting people indiscriminately. Not to mention twenty thousand, even for two hundred thousand or two million, I wouldn’t sell!"

"As for the forfeit drink you mentioned, ha, young master here has tasted plenty. If you want me to sample yours, I’m perfectly willing. I’m quite eager to see what’s so different about your drink from the others."

Ye Ling, afraid of trouble?

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"Ah! Such spirit! You’re the first in the Southwest to talk to me like this. Not bad at all. My Yang Family’s upbringing isn’t up to par, hehe, and you’re the first to insult my Yang Family like this."

The young man sneered, a fierce light flashing in his eyes, while the others around all froze in place. The manager, who had just run up to the young man to try to speak to him and discourage him from causing a scene, suddenly stopped, his agape mouth promptly closing.

The Yang Family, good heavens. In the Southwest, they are an absolutely colossal presence. Those who provoke the Yang Family—it’s not just him who would hesitate, even his immediate superior and big boss wouldn’t dare.

Ye Ling looked at the reaction of the people around him without the slightest surprise or fear. The Southwest Yang Family, he had heard of them. They were just a family propped up by an old man on the verge of a sunset, a clan on the brink of collapse.

In the Southwest, perhaps they were still renowned, but in the whole of Huaxia, they couldn’t even make a splash.

"I respect the elder in your family, so I will give you face this once. If you keep biting people in front of me, I’ll break all the teeth in your mouth!"

After saying his piece, Ye Ling turned and walked away. The Yang Family’s influence couldn’t frighten him, nor could it frighten Qing Yi. To Qing Yi, everyone was the same; after all, they’d all end up dead one way or another, eventually falling into her hands.

The young man from the Yang Family immediately turned ashen. Having mixed in the Southwest for so long, he had never seen anyone dare to dismiss him like that. This was absolutely a first.

Huge vanity made it impossible for him to bear Ye Ling’s negligence. He grabbed Ye Ling’s clothes with his arm, grinding his teeth, "Leaving? Heh, I think that might be difficult!"

"How about this, I don’t want your dog anymore, leave the woman by your side, and I’ll let you leave!"

There was an instant uproar from everyone, this guy had his eyes on Ye Ling’s Qing Yi, what a lecher.

Ye Ling didn’t move nor did he turn around, and the young man from the Yang Family was actually smug, even thinking that Ye Ling was afraid of him, that’s why he didn’t turn around and dared not face him.

But the next moment, the young man only felt a gust of wind hit his face, and then, he found himself flying out, and while mid-air, he had a strange feeling, not painful at all.

Crash, his figure smashed directly onto a nearby hotpot table, completely overturning the steaming table.

Pots and pans flew up one by one, and the boiling soup also splashed onto the young man, causing him to cry out in pain while continuously hopping about.

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As he hopped, the young man spat out blood, and everyone was dumbfounded. Was it that efficient?

With each jump a mouthful of blood, it looked somehow like performing acrobatics, as if it had some comedic effect.

"Kang, are you okay, Kang!"

The heavily made-up woman drenched in perfume hurried to the young man’s side, helping him who had just fallen to the ground, her face turning green. The young man, now referred to as Kang, had torn clothes and a clear footprint on his stomach.

His clothes were also soaked with the hot soup, sticking to his body; in short, Yang Kang was in utter disarray, sitting on the ground with a pale face and somewhat unclear consciousness.

"You’re finished! You’ve broken the sky! Let me tell you, Kang is the only heir of the Yang Family this generation, and the Yangs will not let you go!"

The woman screamed her lungs out, and the crowd that had been there for the show gasped when they heard the words ’Yang Family’. Some who were cowardly and afraid of trouble immediately ran off, to avoid being implicated later.

He said, "So hitting him means breaking the sky? Really flattering oneself. If hitting him means breaking the sky, then I, young master, don’t know how many times I’d have punctured this universe by now, yet here I am depressingly enjoying the stabbing."

Ye Ling scoffed, really thinking him a naive young man fresh from the mountains. Just the Yang Family, was there a need to repeatedly bring them up to scare him?

"Just you wait, even if you want to escape, you won’t be able to get out of the Southwest, I’m telling you, you’re doomed!"

The woman yelled, took out her phone from her purse, and started making a call, sounding terribly distressed, describing Yang Kang as a weak lamb and Ye Ling as a ferocious hungry wolf.

In short, she turned black into white, pinning all the blame on Ye Ling.

"Kid, just wait, you’re done for, I’m telling you, your life is completely ruined!"

The woman howled frantically, to which Ye Ling couldn’t help but laugh, "Alright then, since you want to play, young master here will keep you company. I’ll just sit right here and see just how mighty and high-and-mighty the Yang Family really is."

Having said that, Ye Ling actually sat down on the sofa, scratching his ear, "Waiter, serve the dishes for young master here. Damn it, these two have been like starved ghosts, I haven’t even started and they’re gone. I’m starving."

Those still in the restaurant were stunned, damn, this guy’s guts were just too big, wasn’t he? He still had the mood to eat at such a time?

The Yang Family. Even if they were not as great as before, they definitely weren’t something an ordinary person could stand against. That kind of behemoth could easily squash a person to death with just a little effort.