Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Inside the manor, Ye Ling sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, cracking sunflower seeds and watching TV.

Ever since the trip home, he noticed Li Lin's gaze on him had changed, incredulous and somewhat shocked.

Of course, Ye Ling understood completely. After all, Fan Chao was quite a public figure, and his network was certainly peculiar among players, impressively vast.

Officials and nobles, thugs and gangsters, students and white-collar workers, there was no one he didn't mingle with. Naturally, their characters were not exactly upstanding.

In Liu Qiao'er's room, Li Lin looked at her with shock: "Qiao'er, your cousin has found out you've struck it rich, snagging a truly golden bachelor!"

"Tsk tsk, you sly girl, hiding it from your cousin. Are you worried I'd borrow money from you or what?"

Liu Qiao'er seriously said, "Lin sister, do you need money? Why didn't you say so earlier? How much do you need?"

"Need ten billion, do you have it?" Li Lin joked with Liu Qiao'er, knowing well that such a massive sum wouldn't be given even by one's own father.

Yet, Liu Qiao'er nodded: "Ten billion? Okay."

As she spoke, Liu Qiao'er actually called Ye Ling over, leaving Li Lin dumbstruck. Was this girl a bit out of her mind?

When Ye Ling arrived, Liu Qiao'er told him about Li Lin's request to borrow money, and it was ten billion.

Without a second thought, Ye Ling nodded, "Lin sister, send me your bank account details, and I'll transfer it to you right now. Is ten billion enough?"

To Ye Ling, Liu Qiao'er's family was his own family, and more importantly, ten billion wasn't much to him, not enough to hurt the bone or twitch the muscle.

If Ye Ling were just a small tycoon with a wealth of a million, you could strip his bones, and he still wouldn't be able to produce that amount. That's why economics truly decides everything.

Li Lin was stupefied. Was this a joke? Ten billion and he was willing to lend it just like that, not fearing she'd run off without repaying?

"No, no, Ye Ling, you've misunderstood. I was joking with Qiao'er. What would I need so much money for? Besides, I'm not short of cash. But still, thank you," she said in haste.

Li Lin quickly spoke, being given ten billion like that was more than she could ever dream of spending just sitting at home.

Ye Ling nodded but said nothing more, smiled, and left. Once he was gone, Li Lin's face turned red: "You little minx, were you showing off to make me look bad in front of you?"

"Huh? Lin sister, what are you talking about? But you did need money, right?" Liu Qiao'er giggled.

Li Lin helplessly patted her forehead: "I just don't understand what sort of monsters your family is made of, but Qiao'er, there is actually something I do need to talk to you about."

Liu Qiao'er nodded, and Li Lin began whispering to her. Meanwhile, in the hall, Ye Ling suddenly received a phone call, which lasted a few minutes before he hung up.

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Ling's expression became somewhat solemn. Shenfeng and Ye Wudao had left, leading a dozen elite operatives from the Bureau of Superpowers and a Golden Core elder, ostensibly to engage in "warm and friendly exchanges" with the Western countries in the name of the state.

But Ye Ling had a bad feeling about it. Even though they had taken a Golden Core elder with them, it was precisely for this reason that they would become a thorn in some people's sides.

Golden Core Stage masters were now a rarity on the Western Continent, having suffered heavy casualties since the conflict with the Sterr Family.

So why would Huaxia suddenly send a Golden Core master? Many would have their wild thoughts. And considering Ye Wudao's unbridled nature, he was bound to offend a good number of people.

With these thoughts, Ye Ling didn't feel entirely at ease and made a phone call: "My Empress, where are you? Are you sneaking around behind my back, looking for some pretty boys?"

On the other end of the phone, Ai Lu, the empress of the Ross Clan, was immensely agitated upon hearing from Ye Ling from afar, "You jerk! It's been more than half a month since you called me. Tell me, have you found a new love?"

"A new love? I've got a dozen at home, why the hell would I need a new love? Anyway, I've got something serious to tell you," Ye Ling said, forgoing his usual banter and getting straight to the point.

"Shenfeng and Ye Wudao are going to the Western Continent to exchange views with some superpowered individuals in the name of the country. I'm worried something might happen, so have the Ross Clan keep a close eye on them."

"Make sure nothing goes wrong, and call me immediately if something does."

Ai Lu on the other end of the line agreed without hesitation, well aware that these two guys were among Ye Ling's best friends. After hanging up, she immediately began commanding elites of the Ross Clan to undertake the task.

After hanging up, Ye Ling's gaze drifted, "I hope you don't force me to make another trip there to unleash a massacre on you!"

If anything really happened to Shenfeng or Ye Wudao, Ye Ling would certainly charge like a madman to the various nations of the Western Continent, unleashing a bloody uproar.

As for reasoning—sorry, but I'm known for taking sides, for being unreasonable. Harm my family, and I will annihilate you regardless of fairness and principle.

That's Ye Ling. If he can't even protect his friends and family, what's the point of his cultivation, what's the meaning of defying the heavens?

At noon, Ye Ling called Xiong San to order a table full of dishes to welcome Li Lin, making the family gathering especially enjoyable, especially for Li Lin, whose eyes nearly watered with anticipation.

She had never tasted such delicacies before. The highest-level restaurant she had ever entered was a five-star one, and she had never even actually spent money there.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Ye Ling asked someone to arrange a bedroom for Li Lin to rest, while Liu Qiao'er sought him out.

"Husband, I need to talk to you about something," Liu Qiao'er said softly, nestling into Ye Ling's chest.

Ye Ling nodded, "Go ahead, my little sweet cat. What is it? Is something the matter?"

Liu Qiao'er nodded, "Sister Li Lin came over this time because of an issue to do with my uncle."

Uncle?

Ye Ling was taken aback; he had never heard Liu Qiao'er mention her uncle before.

Liu Qiao'er nodded again, and then began to explain. According to her, her uncle had left home to work at a very young age and settled down in Nanyang, in the Central Plains.

After over a decade of hard work, he managed to establish residency there and owned his own distillery. Your next chapter awaits on My Virtual Library Empire

By any measure, this could be considered a successful story, yet inexplicably, the distillery's performance was never very good, so the business was barely surviving.

Then, about a year ago, in the backyard of the distillery, they discovered an old well which had dried up years ago, but suddenly, water started gushing out.

The water was clear and sweet to the taste. Liu Qiao'er's uncle was overjoyed, and he tried using this spring water to brew some wine, resulting in a huge success.

This wine hadn't even hit the market yet when it caught the eye of a local rich kid who now wanted to buy out the whole distillery, even resorting to using his local connections to trouble Liu Qiao'er's uncle's business, hindering it at every turn.

Now, the distillery has been without profits for quite some time, and what's worse is that it has been half a year since they were able to pay salaries.

Liu Qiao'er's uncle has almost sold all his property, and now is in debt of over a million yuan, practically at his wit's end.