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Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 711 - 720: Rescue (1 more)
A table of people, drinking so joyfully that they were utterly enraptured, and in the end, Ye Ling also joined the fray, drinking several older gentlemen and Mo Zidao under the table, leaving them dizzy-eyed.
For a full two hours, they drank to their heart's content. After finishing the wine, the men actually started bellowing, challenging each other to see who had the strongest physique.
The women couldn't stop them, and eventually, they didn't bother to deal with these drunkards, so they all left, and a group of girls teamed up to play mahjong.
So, by the garden swimming pool, several grown men, all influential figures in their own right, were donning swimming trunks, their cheeks flushed red.
"I'm telling you, whoever swims the slowest has to down three drinks, any objections?"
Mo Zidao, usually so reserved at the dining table, had also gotten drunk today, waving his hand grandly, displaying quite the leader's charisma—many people had probably never seen him like this before.
"Psh! Trying to compete with me, do you know I'm a swimming champion? Even if you were thrown into the sea, I could easily lift you out with one hand."
"Tsk tsk, just playing around, huh? Keep bragging, Weiguo. I'm the fastest swimmer; my shorts can't even keep up!"
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Ye Ling, also inebriated, sat on a lounge chair to the side with Mo Xing: "Hey, do you think your old man is going to lose or win?"
"Haha! Him? He could manage to curse someone out, but swimming? Don't make me laugh; haven't you seen that I'm already doing deep breaths to prepare for diving in to fish them out?"
Mo Xing laughed heartily, and on the side, Mo Zidao shot him a look that scared him, making him quickly shrink back into his seat.
The next moment, with Mo Zidao's shout of 'one, two, three,' several pale bodies directly plunged into the pool, dog-paddling, backstroking, even doing freestyle!
These old men, whether they were big shots, leaders, or CEOs, swam in the water in such a dizzying and thrilling manner.
Ye Ling and Mo Xing sat laughing heartily at the edge, even crying from laughter, watching them acting like children, vying for first place with crazed determination.
These past few days, Ye Ling had stayed at home, after all, the old man had visited, and both Mo Zishu and his wife had come over; he couldn't be too disruptive.
Three days later, the old man and Mo Zishu left. Li Zhen stayed behind; she wanted to spend more time with her daughter. If not for still having official responsibilities, Mo Zishu probably would have stayed as well.
Li Zhen, Wang Shufen, Li Chunyu, and Han Qingxin's mother had all agreed to play mahjong together when they were free and talk about parenting experiences and such.
However, on the second day after the old man left, Ye Ling suddenly received a trembling call from Bingbing.
Shenfeng was in danger, in Mi Country; he had been injured by someone and managed to escape to a rural area. Now, these people were frantically searching for the two of them.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ling was completely furious; wasn't Shenfeng just overseas on a honeymoon with Bingbing? How could such a serious incident happen?
More importantly, Shenfeng was a Golden Core Stage expert now. For someone to injure him, the assailant must have a formidable cultivation, and could even possibly be a Tribulation Transcending expert?
Without a second thought, Ye Ling immediately called Ai Lu and Ruth, ordering the family's strong members to protect Shenfeng.
Then, the vast Dragon Gate was fully mobilized to find out who dared to target Shenfeng.
As for Ye Fei and Ao Hongchen, who were tempering their Heart Demons in the tumultuous land of South Africa, they too rushed to Mi Country promptly.
Ye Ling immediately notified Ye Wudao and Mo Xing, readying to go to Mi Country, but on that same day, he received another piece of news that was almost devastating.
Ao Hongchen and Ye Fei were both injured. Dragon Gate had lost over a hundred good men, and even the Ross Clan had lost several Golden Core experts.
Boom, Ye Ling was thoroughly enraged; who dared to harm his brothers with such a vicious hand!
Kill!
Ye Ling's mind was filled with a thick murderous intent, his eyes nearly turning green with rage, they had trespassed upon his brother, and that was a surefire path to death.
So, taking Xiao Bai with him along with Mo Xing and Ye Wudao, Ye Ling flew to Mi Country overnight.
As night fell, a plane touched down at the airport. Ye Ling and his group descended from the plane. At the exit of the terminal, a line of black Mercedes was parked by the curb.
They were there to welcome their Dragon Master, revered like a god in their hearts, and the current Dragon Head of the big circle, Ouyang Zhennan, had a dark expression on his face.
"Dragon Master!"
All the members bowed respectfully as they spoke. Ouyang Zhennan gestured with his hand, and all the brothers of the big circle also bent down and saluted, calling out 'Young Master Ye'.
This scene surprised many of the local people of Mi Country, each one of them stunned—this scenario felt all too familiar, akin to a classic scene from a Hollywood movie.
Ye Ling and the others got into the cars, and the dragon-like convoy slowly drove out of the airport and onto a broad, deserted avenue, speeding away.
Inside a manor, owned by the Ross Clan in the local area, Ye Ling walked in and straight into the hall.
In the hall, Ai Lu and Ruth looked serious. Seeing Ye Ling arrive, they quickly rushed over. Ye Ling patted both of them on the shoulder.
"Have you found out who it was?"
Ye Ling asked quietly, his voice filled with intense murderous intent, Ai Lu, and Ruth looked at each other and nodded.
"From what we've found out, it's the Fei'er Family. This family is also a hidden big clan. However, from what we understand about the Fei'er Family, they shouldn't have that many powerful members."
Ai Lu said softly, also somewhat puzzled. It shouldn't be possible, and yet why was this clan involved?
Ye Ling shook his head, his eyes emitting terrifying fierceness. No matter who it was, anyone who hurt his brother would pay the price—a price not just anyone could afford.
Bingbing came out carrying a basin of water. Upon seeing Ye Ling, she quickly set down the basin, her eyes red with emotion, "Young Master Ye!"
"Where is Shenfeng now?"
Ye Ling asked. Bingbing led Ye Ling to the room where Shenfeng was, along with Ye Fei and Ao Hongchen lying inside.
Upon entering, Shenfeng and the other two tried to sit up upon seeing Ye Ling but winced in severe pain. Ye Ling quickly stopped them.
"What happened!"
Ye Ling clenched his teeth, fire blazing in his eyes; damn it, whoever it was, they had to die!
"A youth, with terrifying cultivation, and definitely a Divine Infant Realm powerhouse with him. Otherwise, I would have had no chance at all to fight back."
Ao Hongchen hurriedly explained. He had faced that dreadful opponent, unable to withstand even a second move.
Divine Infant Realm?
Even an Immortal must die!
"Rest assured and heal up, leave everything to me. I'll make them pay a terrible price," Ye Ling softly said and then walked out. But just as he stepped out, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Ye Ling's eyes exploded with ferocity.