Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Liu Jie was so infuriated that he felt like his soul was leaping out of his body, his face turning green as if someone had smeared it with a sauce made of leeks.

"Tsk, tsk, you really are a piece of work. You spit out so much blood, and now your face is even turning green. Are you perhaps the Incredible Hulk?" Ye Ling sneered. In his eyes, this so-called top spoiled brat was nothing more than a grasshopper that could jump a bit higher than the rest.

Meanwhile, on the stage, the price of the Hunyuan Talisman had been bid up to an astronomical 40 million. It was only at this price point that the fervor of the bidders gradually subsided.

It wasn't that these people didn't value their lives, but 40 million was a bit hard for them to swallow.

With 40 million, one could hire several top-notch bodyguards and do many other things to ensure one's safety. There was no need for them to continue to drive the price up like mad.

In the end, the Hunyuan Talisman was purchased by a middle-aged man for the sky-high price of 42 million. Despite the huge sum spent, he was all smiles, filled with immense excitement in his heart.

"Thank you! Thank you!" The old director, trembling with his aged body, came to Ye Ling's side, overwhelmed with emotion, his eyes reddening.

The amount raised from the donations and the auction had already exceeded 100 million, an astronomical figure for a welfare institute and more than enough to sustain its operations as well as significantly improve the lives of the children.

As he spoke, the old director bent his knees to kneel, but Ye Ling quickly intervened to stop him.

"Actually, you shouldn't thank me. You should thank yourself. It's your persistence over the years that has made today possible. This is what you deserve."

"The children should thank you, society should thank you, and we should also thank you."

"Because you've shown us the meaning of life, the value of persistence, and the dazzling brilliance that shines eternally from your generation!"

Ye Ling took a deep breath. These older generations possess a spirit that will not break despite facing numerous hardships, a spirit that will live forever!

The old director stood up straight, his usually curved back erect. His trembling right hand wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes, and such an elder commanded respect from everyone present.

"Director, if the welfare institute ever encounters any difficulties, come directly to the Huamei Group. No matter the request, as long as we can, we will fulfill it."

"Furthermore, I have decided to donate several schools designated specifically for orphaned children and those who have suffered hardship, with all expenses borne solely by the Huamei Group."

"The students who graduate from these schools will be given priority for employment at Huamei Group. This is a promise from us to the parts of society that need help!"

On Shen Yuexin's beautiful face appeared a deep seriousness. This was her guarantee, the guarantee of the global titan, Huamei Company.

The old director nodded repeatedly, overcome with emotion, not knowing what to say as tears streamed down his face. The elderly man, who had weathered the storms of life, was crying like a child at this moment.

But these tears were tears of happiness. He was delighted for the children of the welfare institute and perhaps no longer would anyone look down on them.

Thinking of the scorned children and considering their future, the old director smiled contentedly.

Off to the side, Liu Jie was grinding his teeth in rage, taking a deep breath, his gaze toward Ye Ling turned utterly cold, as he was helped to stand and walked toward the exit of the hall.

He had no face to stay here any longer—this time, he had lost all face, and by tomorrow, it would probably be the talk of the entire Donghai City.

Ye Ling watched Liu Jie leave, and before he could break into a laugh, suddenly froze. A strange smile spread across his face, it was hard to tell if it was excitement or a bitter laugh.

"What's the matter, Ye Ling?" Shen Yuexin was a bit puzzled after seeing Ye Ling's smile.

Ye Ling shrugged, "Do you think my mouth has been 'blessed'?"

"Blessed? What do you mean? Could it be that you're a lay disciple or something?" Mo Xing said with a grin.

Ye Ling shook his head, and in the next moment, everyone was stunned by the scene unfolding before them.

With a loud bang, Liu Jie, who had just been helped outside, was blasted back by a tremendous force, landing on the ground and coughing up blood, his eyes filled with fear.

The two people who had been supporting Liu Jie were now trembling, backed into the hall with two dark gun muzzles pointed at their foreheads. Read latest chapters at empire

Two burly men in camouflage gear strode into the hall, their gazes cold, sweeping across the room, a strong scent of blood on them, clearly having just killed.

"Sorry to disturb all you so-called esteemed guests." The one who stepped into the hall was a man in his thirties.

Dressed in a white tracksuit, with a somewhat delicate face behind a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he looked just like the boy-next-door type.

Several fierce-looking men armed to the teeth followed behind him, described as fierce because they were fully armed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Ouyang Zhennan, and I beg your forgiveness for this intrusion. I am here on someone's behalf, which doesn't have much to do with you all," said Ouyang Zhennan with a chuckle.

"But now that I'm here and have caused such a big scene, I've got to get some money for my brothers to have a meal and a cup of tea. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a wasted trip? Don't you agree?" Ouyang Zhennan said with a radiant smile.

Everyone nodded repeatedly, who dared to object? Didn't they see the dark muzzles pointed at them? A single pull of the trigger would mean the loss of lives.

"How about this, five million each. I have a computer here, so just transfer it to my card," he said. "You're also allowed to call the police, as they'd probably know about it anyway, even if you didn't inform them."

"However, calling the police comes with a cost. We're all adults here, so I don't need to spell out what that cost is."

Ouyang Zhennan said quietly, then took a seat, smiling faintly at the trembling host beside him.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you for five million. Just bring them all to me and have them transfer the money into my account. I promise I won't kill you," Ouyang Zhennan said.

The host, as if granted amnesty, nodded urgently, and ran towards the crowd, tugging at a billionaire to go towards Ouyang Zhennan.

Ye Ling was quite relaxed; these bandits might be skilled, but they were somewhat challenged facing him, so he felt not the slightest fear.

"Don't underestimate him, Ouyang Zhennan is far from simple," Ning Yushan warned quietly as she came up beside Ye Ling.

Ye Ling was taken aback but then smiled again. After all, he was just a bandit.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om