Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

There were four women around the table.

One sat heartbroken, tears welling in her eyes.

One deliberately incited animosity, leading Ye Ling step by step into a quagmire.

Two others envied from the sidelines, leaving Ye Ling no chance to choose.

"Ye Ling, why did you deceive me!" Lin Yuqing looked so pitiful that one couldn't help but want to hold her tight and never let go.

Liu Qiao'er and Zang Hua, standing aside, were startled when they saw Ye Ling's reaction, realizing something was wrong; Ye Ling was truly angered, and the two exchanged glances, not daring to speak.

Ning Yushan let out a cold laugh, "Hmph, this bastard is the best at playing with our feelings. I think we should form an alliance to stand against him!"

Ye Ling's face was overcast as he stood up and with a fierce slap, shattered the table, his complexion terrifyingly grim.

The coffee shop, once quiet, suddenly had all eyes on them, everyone looking over in surprise.

"You're noble! You think you're perfect now, huh?"

"I'm a liar, I'm a bastard! I'm worse than an animal!"

"I, Ye Ling, am a major bastard!"

"Yu Qing, I didn't deceive you, my love for you is real as well. I don't want to talk about the rest today, I'm a bit tired, sorry."

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After saying this, Ye Ling turned and walked straight out without looking back, departing in anger.

Yes, he was a philanderer, spreading his affections thin, never wholeheartedly committed.

But that was just the man he was, unchangeable in his nature, someone who would rather die than be changed.

Ning Yushan was stunned. Ye Ling's words shattered her heart, her eyes red-rimmed with tears brimming full, her face the picture of grievance.

Why, why say that about me, you were always a bastard, always taking advantage of others, you bastard!

Zang Hua and Liu Qiao'er were also anxious, though they hadn't been involved with Ye Ling for long, they knew his temperament all too well.

"Big Brother Ye!" Seeing this, Lin Yuqing collapsed to the ground in agony, tears falling like rain.

Zang Hua and Liu Qiao'er shook their heads and helped Lin Yuqing up: "Little sister Yu Qing, there are some things we need to tell you. Actually, Ye Ling is not so irresponsible. I think we can talk."

Lin Yuqing, lacking any resolve, nodded her head and followed the two women, leaving only Ning Yushan sitting in her seat in a daze, shedding tears.

At night, the starlight was dazzling, and the stars in the sky were like chess pieces on a board, adorning the entire firmament.

In Ye Ling's villa, Wang Shufen went for a walk after dinner, Liu Qiao'er told her that Ye Ling was caught up with something and might not return that night.

Meanwhile, in a room on the second floor, Lin Yuqing listened with a shocked face as Liu Qiao'er and Zang Hua recounted Ye Ling's story.

"No way? Big Brother Ye is really an immortal? We can also stay young forever like him?" Lin Yuqing waved her fists excitedly.

The two women nodded, and Lin Yuqing became even more ecstatic: "I knew it; how could Big Brother Ye lie to me."

"If Big Brother Ye were only good to me, and then I die, it would be too pitiful to see Big Brother Ye alone. I don't want to see him lonely."

"If we could live for hundreds of years along with him, then Big Brother Ye wouldn't be alone."

"Besides, it's much better for several sisters to be together, at the very least, it's better than being alone. No need to worry about preventing mistresses like in TV dramas, that's just too brain-draining."

Lin Yuqing thought about how she could stay young and beautiful forever and was so excited that she couldn't contain herself; Zang Hua and Liu Qiao'er shook their heads repeatedly at the sight, thinking this girl really was a brainless cutie.

"But sisters, will Ye Ling be angry with me?" Lin Yuqing thought of Ye Ling and immediately pouted.

Both shook their heads, and Zang Hua took Lin Yuqing's hand and chuckled, "My good sister, don't you know how much your husband loves you? How could he ever be angry with you?"

"Then why hasn't Big Brother Ye come back yet? I'm waiting to cultivate. Once I've practiced, when I have Divine Skills, I'll go beat up those bullies who pick on others!" Lin Yuqing said excitedly, waving her fists.

Zang Hua smiled lightly, "Don't worry, my darling. Your husband has some business to attend to; he will be back soon."

Having finally dealt with Lin Yuqing, Zang Hua stepped out of the room, looked up at the starry sky, and sighed deeply, knowing very well that Ye Ling was truly angry.

"Come back, husband. We've already taken care of getting you a sister. Please, come back," Zang Hua whispered to herself.

In just one day, Zang Hua found that Ye Ling's position in her heart had become exceedingly sublime. Without him by her side, she felt terribly insecure.

Once an almost S-ranked killer who roamed the assassin world, feared by many at home and abroad, trembling at the sound of her name, she now felt like an ordinary woman.

All of this, perhaps, was the magic of love.

And Zang Hua knew too well that the ditsy Lin Yuqing inside the house was no true ditz or fool.

In today's society, who is truly foolish? Everyone is smarter than the next, and Lin Yuqing's quick capitulation, even using youth and beauty as an excuse, stemmed entirely from Ye Ling's love.

"You this troublemaker, I really don't know how many more women you will provoke," Zang Hua sighed deeply.

Meanwhile, Ye Ling was at the Imperial Dynasty Disco, sitting by himself in a booth, and had already drunk three boxes of beer and a bottle of wine.

He wanted to numb himself with alcohol, but the Spiritual Energy in his body didn't neutralize the alcohol at all. All that booze finally made him a bit tipsy.

Just when Ye Ling was about to keep drinking, a hand suddenly grabbed the bottle from his hand.

"Drinking like this, you'll get drunk easily. Let me keep you company," said Mu Ninghan, the president of the Hongjing Association.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, dressed in a tight-fitting black leather outfit that accentuated her svelte figure, her pale neck tantalizing, and her fiery red lips appearing especially enchanting under the light.

"Mu Ninghan, come, drink with me!" Ye Ling reached out and pulled her into his arms.

The subordinates following Mu Ninghan were quick to turn around, not daring to witness the scene unfolding before them.

This man in front of them was like a god of death; who would dare to meddle, especially since their boss hadn't resisted at all.

"Ye Ling, why do I feel like you're troubled?" Mu Ninghan extricated herself from Ye Ling's embrace, sat beside him, took a sip of her drink, and asked.

Ye Ling pursed his lips and pointed at himself, "Tell me, am I a scoundrel?"

"Perhaps," Mu Ninghan did not answer directly.

"Then tell me, should a man who is fickle in love deserve to die?"

Confronted with Ye Ling's question, Mu Ninghan nodded seriously.

"What about fickle women?"

Mu Ninghan frowned slightly, "They're pitiful. They must have their own hardships."

Ye Ling was stunned, thinking, isn't this supposed to be about gender equality?