Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 409 - 418 Seeking Refuge

Ye Ling looked at the man outside the door with a sense of unfamiliarity, certain he had never seen him before.

"Could you have knocked on the wrong door?"

Ye Ling was very polite, as befits a cultured person with high standards, quite unlike the dog inside the house.

The middle-aged man, however, simply smiled slightly, "No mistake, I’ve been meaning to disturb Mr. Ye for the past few days, but I was afraid you wouldn’t see me. Today, I decided to come anyway."

"Yang Kang is my son, Yang Zhan is my brother, and I am Yang Ming."

As the man spoke, he stretched out his hand with a smile. Ye Ling was stunned; he had never expected this man to be Yang Kang’s father.

What was this, coming to start trouble, or something else? In the dead of night, could he be planning to secretly strike?

Influenced by Xiao Bai and Qing Yi, Ye Ling almost became an eager victim, probably even deserving an award from the government for his troubles.

"Alright, then come in and we’ll talk," Ye Ling said with a smile, inviting Yang Ming into the house.

One does not slap a smiling face, after all, and this guy didn’t seem to be here to start a quarrel. Heck, I even left them a way out.

Once inside the house and seated at a round table, Yang Ming took a deep breath, looked at Ye Ling pouring water for him, and began, "Mr. Ye, thank you for your mercy on behalf of the Yang family."

He had already found out all about Ye Ling’s background, which suppressed any desire for revenge within him like an overwhelming mountain, squeezing the air from his lungs.

If Ye Ling had truly wished to harm the Yang family, he, Yang Ming, wouldn’t be sitting here, observed enviously by many, as immovable as a mountain.

"No need to thank me, the Yang family doesn’t deserve death, only that those who made mistakes should be punished, nothing more to do with me."

Ye Ling spoke slowly; he indeed hadn’t laid a hand on anyone else from the Yang family, otherwise, Yang Ming wouldn’t be able to sit across from him. If he really wanted to target someone, with his current status, it would be all too easy. Explore new worlds at novelbuddy

"Yes, that’s why I’ve come to thank Mr. Ye and also to bring a message from my elderly father, expressing his gratitude, young friend."

Yang Ming’s expression was solemn, always showing deep respect when mentioning his father. Ye Ling nodded in agreement, full of admiration for the elder who had traversed long marches and snowy terrains.

In such an era and setting, regardless of who it was, they deserved respect. At a minimum, they had saved the country.

"I think if young master Ye has any requests, our Yang family will definitely go through fire and water in the future."

Yang Ming’s words changed, shifting from Mr. Ye to young master Ye, from gratitude to taking orders. Ye Ling paused, understanding the implication.

Yang Ming’s intention was simple: he wanted to attach the entire Yang family to Ye Ling’s mighty ship. As long as they could cling to Ye Ling, any losses meant nothing.

Moreover, the Yang family might even advance further. It was possible, after all, from Yang Ming’s position, he had to consider the gains and losses for the entire family.

Quite the slick old fox, a politician, always a kind of person whose heart you can’t fathom; maybe the decision made one second could change in the next.

"Mr. Yang, I feel like we just had a feud, and now you’re saying these things, isn’t it inappropriate?"

Ye Ling said with a smile, a light and unhurried tone. You’re talking about clinging to my coattails when our families have unfinished business. Can I really trust you?

I’m still worried you might stab me in the back. Who can say for sure? After all, people’s hearts are inscrutable, and who doesn’t have their own hidden agendas?

Of course, even if Yang Ming had any schemes, Ye Ling would just smile it off. With absolute strength, all schemes are nothing but empty talk.

Yang Ming did not get angry because of Ye Ling’s suspicion. It was quite normal; if he were in his shoes, he’d probably think more about it too, since today’s society is complicated.

"Don’t worry, Mr. Ye," said Yang Ming. "I wouldn’t dare to play any tricks. With your methods and strength, I believe it would be very easy for you to do whatever you wish."

Yang Ming was not flattering Ye Ling but was rather expressing his admiration. In just one year, this young man, not even thirty years old, had undergone a tremendous transformation.

He used to be an ordinary student, someone whom any person of power could crush easily. But now, it wasn’t just any influential person who had to think twice before moving against him, even those at the top levels would have to weigh their decisions.

Not to mention, his Huamei Group is a world-renowned enterprise, and saying that it drives nearly half of Huaxia’s economy is no exaggeration.

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You can mess with him, no problem, but you’d need to consider if you can withstand the economic turbulence that might follow.

Ye Ling nodded and said with a smile, "I’ve truly noticed that you people think too much. But that’s also normal, isn’t it? Everyone looks out for themselves."

"And I think Uncle Mo would be very happy to have a friend like you, don’t you think?"

Ye Ling currently had the backing of two major families: the Ye Family of the Imperial Capital and the Mo Family. These two families were like giant aircraft carriers in Huaxia, steering numerous people steadily forward.

Many people aspired to climb aboard this mighty aircraft carrier, but unfortunately, they didn’t even qualify to do so.

"Rest assured, Mr. Ye," said Yang Ming. "I definitely won’t let you down!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ming was extremely excited. After all, Mo Zidao was a hot commodity in the Lower Realm. In a few more years, he could be among the top figures at the pinnacle of power.

Although Yang Ming currently held a significant position, as a prominent local official, just a word from Mo Zidao and he’d have to pack his bags. That’s the power of influence; it’s frightening.

"Just do your job well," said Ye Ling. "Keep an eye on your damn son. Don’t let him cause any more trouble. If he dares to do anything outrageous, I’ll be the first to not let it slide."

Ye Ling nodded, giving him a reminder. In fact, Yang Ming’s future was limitless. His age and his political record made it possible for him to reach the Imperial Capital and become a head of department.

"Don’t worry, Mr. Ye. I won’t disappoint your expectations. And as for that scoundrel of a son, I will definitely discipline him and make sure he behaves properly," Yang Ming said with impassioned resolve.

Yang Ming was incredibly excited. Being associated with the Mo Family’s grand ship would be nothing but beneficial for his future.

More importantly, getting close to Ye Ling was tantamount to allying with the Ye Family. Two of the most enduring and powerful families in Huaxia could ensure a smooth journey ahead for Yang Ming.

"Alright," said Ye Ling. "I think the southwest region is nice. I’ll get the Huamei Group to invest here too. When my new line of liquor is out, Secretary Yang, you’ll have to help me promote it."

At Ye Ling’s words, Yang Ming became even more elated. It was clear that Ye Ling intended to bestow him with a significant political achievement.

No matter where, the economy of a place is an absolute highlight in one’s political achievements, which is why countless officials seek to attract major enterprises to invest locally.

"Rest assured, Mr. Ye," Yang Ming said. "I’ll take care of the paperwork and will definitely find you a prime spot."

Yang Ming was overcome with excitement; this was truly a blessing in disguise. Fortunately, Ye Ling was magnanimous. Otherwise, not only would the Yang Family be in danger, but they would also miss out on this tremendous opportunity.

Thus, Yang Ming, more than two decades older than Ye Ling, addressed him as ’Mr. Ye’ so smoothly and respectfully.