Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 605 - 615: Face

A hundred million US dollars for a pair of hands?

He Jiaqi felt it was absurd, truly absurd. He really wanted to shout at Ye Ling, "Do you know how much you can buy with a hundred million US dollars?"

If you find those big shots who run rampant in Xiangjiang, let alone a pair of hands, even a hundred lives could be bundled up for you.

A hundred million US dollars, even the leader of some war-torn small country in South America isn’t worth that much, and now, he actually had to pay a hundred million US dollars for his own hands?!

However, He Jiaqi felt that his own hands were far from worth that price. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the helmsman of the He Family in twenty years, controlling nearly ten billion US dollars in assets.

Old Li watched Ye Ling’s departing figure, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the ground, feeling fearful just thinking about it; he had actually provoked this imposing figure.

If he became displeased and slaughtered him with a single strike, he would have nowhere to reason even in the Underworld.

"Old Li, rest assured, once I go back, I will definitely tell Grandpa, I refuse to believe that a fellow not much older than myself can turn the heavens upside down."

He Jiaqi swore confidently, having lived in that tiny place for years, he had long become a frog at the bottom of the well, looking up at the sky, narcissistic, arrogant, and conceited.

Old Li next to him shot He Jiaqi a glance and let out a cold laugh before turning to leave directly. Sooner or later, this group of idiots would cause great trouble for their families in the inland.

Inside the presidential villa, an elderly man with snow-white hair took off his gold-rimmed glasses for a sip of tea and stood at the window with his cane, smiling as he watched the bustling city.

This city, brimming with material wealth and natural treasures, contained untold business opportunities. Anyone who underestimates inland’s business prospects is a pure fool.

The door creaked open, and the old man turned around to see Old Li coming in, quickly saying with a smile, "Old Li, what brings you to me? Is there anything I can help with?"

"Mr. He, there has been a big problem," said Old Li, getting straight to the point.

Mr. He was the helmsman and the founder of that huge family. The elderly man had lived through many years and many events; typical situations could no longer cause ripples in his heart.

"No hurry, no hurry, take your time. This is Dragon Well tea before the rain, supplied by the locals. Try it, it’s quite good," said Elder Mo as he was about to make tea for Old Li, who quickly walked up to him: "Mr. He, I’m serious. Jiaqi has caused a mishap, a big one at that!"

Elder Mo was startled but, due to his habitual composure over the years, he still managed a slight smile, unflustered.

"Elder Mo, do you remember that young man named Ye Ling I once mentioned in front of you?"

Seeing Elder Mo’s demeanor, still posturing at this point, Old Li became anxious. If it wasn’t for the fact that the He Family had indeed treated him well, he would have long since walked away.

Elder Mo nodded. During his visit to the inland, he had specifically inquired about the young man’s background, and the result had taken him by surprise—both the connections and the capabilities were beyond the He Family’s reach.

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"Jiaqi hit his men and talked back to him. As for me, I was blind to attack him. He spared my life, but he demanded a hundred million US dollars from the He Family for Jiaqi’s hands as redemption. If the money is not delivered within three days, he will come personally!"

Old Li stated bluntly. Elder Mo nodded and then suddenly froze, his cane clattering to the ground.

Shock, and a touch of terror that hadn’t appeared for most of his life filled him; he knew how formidable this young man was, and now his most beloved grandson had offended him. What was he to do!

"Return to Xiangjiang! Immediately have everyone return to Xiangjiang within a day!"

Elder He spoke hastily, his face stern. He could afford a hundred million dollars, but he couldn’t pay it. Once he did, it would signify the He Family of Xiangjiang bowing down.

"Mr. He! Are you preparing to refuse Young Master Ye’s words? Listen to my advice, just give it to him, otherwise, once he unleashes his thunderous wrath, it will be a big deal!"

Elder Li hurriedly said, wondering how this man could be so blind. Knowing Ye Ling’s strength, why wouldn’t he choose to bow down? Could it be that this tycoon, who had galloped through the business world for many years, didn’t understand the times?

But Elder He shook his head: "The family flag represents not just one person, but the entire He Family. I don’t believe it; a youngster in Xiangjiang can’t possibly stir up any big waves!"

Hearing Elder He say this, Elder Li shook his head and turned to leave. Since he had said so, what more could he do? It seemed time to leave the He Family.

In Mo Siqing’s villa, Ye Ling looked around. Tsk tsk, he had to say, the decor was luxurious, exuding the air of a nouveau riche everywhere, yet it wasn’t off-putting.

"Your house is really nice, suitable for doing certain things."

Ye Ling chuckled mischievously, while Mo Siqing gave him a white glance: "You, you’re purely a stud. Can’t you think of anything else in that head of yours?"

"I ask you, if the He Family doesn’t back down, what are you going to do?"

Mo Siqing asked about Ye Ling’s intentions, but Ye Ling just waved his hand: "Do you know, when the King is enraged, he can capture a myriad of corpses. Although I can’t be called a King, my words are not to be ignored as mere wind passing by the ear."

The He Family, even with ten more like it, if Ye Ling really moved against them, no one could stop him. Presumably, those old gentlemen understood who was more important.

Mo Siqing nodded, saying nothing more. The choices her man made, she never questioned; even if it was a wrong path, she would accompany him to the end.

"By the way, you rest here this afternoon. I’m going to spend some time with mom and dad. After all, leaving with you, I’ll miss them quite a bit."

Mo Siqing said, waving her hand. Ye Ling nodded; if that was the case, he shouldn’t stay idle this afternoon either. Time to go sightseeing—having been to the Imperial Capital several times, he hadn’t visited any famous landmarks.

In the afternoon, Ye Ling drove Mo Siqing to the Mo Family’s courtyard, greeted Elder Mo and her parents, then left in his car.

With nothing better to do, Ye Ling decided to visit the Great Wall alone. Isn’t there that saying, "He who has not been to the Great Wall is not a true man"?

Ye Ling didn’t consider himself a true man, yet he still possessed a man’s pride, and walking around would scratch an itch in his heart.

After buying a ticket and ascending the Great Wall, he stood atop the centuries-old structure. It wasn’t a peak tourist season, and not many people were around. Ye Ling looked at the stones and couldn’t help but marvel.

In the long river of time, it seems only inanimate objects manage to endure longer.

Ye Ling wandered on his own and, before he knew it, found himself in a less crowded section. It was then that suddenly a few people walked up, looking at Ye Ling with disdain.

"Hey, what are you doing? Get down from here; this isn’t a place for you to be."