Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Seeing Qi Fei lose his composure, Ye Ling immediately laughed, laughing without restraint.

"What's the matter? Even the great Qi family's young master is scared?" Ye Ling taunted.

Qi Fei gritted his teeth and said, "I'm telling you, messing with me will cause big trouble. It's easy to take me away, but it'll be hard to get me out!"

Ye Ling chuckled, "Really thought you were somebody, huh? Easy to invite but hard to send away?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely make you cry and beg to get out. Absolutely nobody will send you out, you can be at ease about that."

Let alone the Qi Family, even Mo Zidao has no authority to demand someone from the Bureau of Superpowers.

So, the Qi Family's influence isn't enough. They can't exert it, making it absolutely certain this guy will suffer.

"Call my father, tell him Mo Xing and a bastard named Ye Ling are ganging up on me!" Qi Fei ordered his lackeys through gritted teeth.

The lackey nodded, but Ye Ling scratched his head and said, "Like this, take everyone on his side, remember, everyone, and bring them away. Put each person in a separate room."

"They are not allowed to speak a word to them, but send food and drink on time as usual. We wouldn't want our young master Qi to get thin from hunger."

After speaking, Ye Ling waved his hand, and the Bureau of Superpowers, which had been eager for action, surged forward and captured everyone.

A group of Houtian experts, even the people from Broken Water Stream were no match for them. In under a minute, they were all laid out on the floor, then taken away.

Ye Ling said to Xiong San, "Third Brother, we're leaving first. Call Mo Xing if there's any issue."

Xiong San walked the two to the door. Ye Ling and Mo Xing got in the car and then drove off. Watching Ye Ling depart, Xiong San couldn't help but feel deeply impressed.

Indeed, there's always a higher mountain. Ye Ling was destined to be a strong person standing atop all creation.

At the same time, at the Qi Family's old mansion, a manor that covered dozens of acres, Qi Fei's father had just lain down to sleep when a sudden urgent call startled him awake.

Qi Fei's father was named Qi Guoqing. It was a very common name, but he was absolute big news in Donghai City.

However, Qi Guoqing always dreaded phone calls at night. If there was a call at night, it was definitely trouble, otherwise nobody would call at that hour.

Qi Guoqing's wife, who had already been sleeping beside him, also woke up, rubbing her sleepy eyes and murmuring, "Who could it be in the middle of the night?"

Qi Guoqing picked up the call, and after a few seconds, he was stunned, then shouted angrily, "What? Who is so bold to mess with my son Qi Guoqing!"

"Alright, alright, I'm on my way now." After hanging up, Qi Guoqing had an ominous look on his face.

The wife lying beside Qi Guoqing also sat up quickly, "What happened? Did something happen to Xiaofei?"

"Xiaofei was dining at Mingwei Place, had a conflict with Mo Xing, and then got taken away by someone with Mo Xing's group to the Bureau of Superpowers," Qi Guoqing took a deep breath. He knew things were not as simple as they sounded, and quickly got up, hurriedly dressing, then said a comforting word to his wife before turning and departing.

In the Mercedes-Benz S600, Qi Guoqing's face was grim: "Go, head to Government Compound No. 1."

The black Mercedes sped along the streets and after ten minutes arrived at Mo Zidao's residence in Government Compound No. 1, where Mo Xing had just arrived as well.

Thump, thump, thump. Mo Xing, who had just changed into slippers, heard someone knocking on the door and grumbled impatiently, "Who is it this late, so annoying."

"Hurry up and open the door, stop the chatter," commanded Mo Zidao, who was still sitting on the couch reading the newspaper.

Mo Xing pursed his lips and reluctantly opened the door, only to be startled to see Qi Guoqing right outside. He then turned and went back into the house.

As Qi Guoqing stepped inside, Mo Zidao turned to see him, got to his feet, and laughed, "Guoqing, what brings you here so late? Is there something you need?"

"Brother Mo, indeed, I do have a matter. My son just had a conflict with Little Xing at Mingwei Residence, and as a result, Little Xing and his friend called in people from the Bureau of Superpowers who took him away."

"I'm here to find out what exactly happened. That damned kid, I've told him over and over again to behave himself when he's out and about, but he just doesn't listen."

Speking thus, Qi Guoqing then sat down beside Mo Zidao, who looked utterly baffled.

"What? This has happened? Little Xing! Get over here, what in the world happened, and how did you even manage to involve people from the Bureau of Superpowers? Since when did you have that capability?"

Mo Zidao felt equally frustrated. He knew his own son, who at most would only strut and put on airs in front of ordinary people. When had he ever had the authority to command the Bureau of Superpowers?

Mo Xing had an innocent look on his face: "Dad, it had nothing to do with me, it was Ye Ling who called the Bureau of Superpowers. You know he's the director of the agency, and his word is a command."

Ye Ling? The director?

Qi Guoqing suddenly felt the situation was more complicated than it seemed.

""Tell me exactly what happened, tell the truth, or I'll break your legs," Mo Zidao said through clenched teeth.

Sitting down with a dark expression, Mo Xing narrated the entire sequence of events to Mo Zidao: "That's the whole story, I swear there's not a single discrepancy."

"A spy? Collaboration?" The hint of a conspiracy suddenly struck Qi Guoqing.

He, who had played the game of intrigue for so many years, understood that this was a deliberate trap set for his son.

"Brother Mo, what's the background of this young man named Ye Ling? Is he from the Ye Family of Jingcheng?" Qi Guoqing asked, puzzled.

Perhaps only the Ye Family of Jingcheng had the audacity to do such a thing? Otherwise, no ordinary Joe could command the Bureau of Superpowers, nor dare to touch anyone from the Qi Family.

Mo Zidao shook his head, while Mo Xing beside him looked visibly annoyed: "What Ye Family? Now, Ye Wudao listens to him as if he's receiving an imperial edict, that lickspittle."

Qi Guoqing gasped, Ye Wudao; that was the Crown Prince of the Ye Family themselves, an absolute madman.

"Brother Mo, who exactly is this Ye Ling? Can you fill me in?" Qi Guoqing decided he needed to get the lowdown on Ye Ling before he dared to make any move.

Mo Zidao nodded towards Mo Xing: "Little Xing is well-acquainted with him, let Little Xing tell you."

Then, Mo Xing blurted out a bunch of things, leaving Qi Guoqing dumbfounded.

The glamorous CEO is his woman, he's also the youngest director of the Bureau of Superpowers, the Crown Prince of the Ye Family, and Mo Xing is like a junior brother to him.

Cut off Jiang Xiaobai's fingers, and his net worth is untold.

He's also the chosen Guardian God of Huaxia by two elders, even the Saintess of The Holy See was kidnapped by him, and he beat the Pope to a pulp.

Heavens, are you kidding me?

Since when did Huaxia have such an incredible figure, and how come Qi Guoqing didn't know about it?

"Little Xing, you're not joking with your uncle, are you?" Qi Guoqing swallowed.

Are the young people these days really so formidable?