Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

"Let me go!!!"

Mu Ninghan's fury completely erupted after Ye Ling took advantage twice.

When she looked at Ye Ling, she found him daydreaming instead.

His gaze was fixed on her lower abdomen.

Or rather...

It was not her abdomen he was looking at, but somewhere more private.

Mu Ninghan, hung upside down by Ye Ling, found her tight leather jacket creating a gap.

Through this gap, Ye Ling saw the red beneath her jacket, and...

Ye Ling was momentarily entranced, being so close to Mu Ninghan that he inadvertently pressed up against her!

Mu Ninghan was startled, thinking it was something else.

Looking up, Mu Ninghan let out a sharp scream.

"Bastard!!!"

"Big sis, what's wrong?"

The tattooed bruiser immediately asked, ready to flip Ye Ling over at any moment.

The term "big sis" was a mark of respect for Mu Ninghan, the leader of the Hongjing Association.

From where the tattooed bruiser and the others stood, they couldn't see that Ye Ling was pressing against Mu Ninghan's behind, leaving them confused.

Just hanging upside down, right?

Why would their normally composed leader panic like this?

"It's... it's nothing."

Mu Ninghan took a deep breath.

Could she possibly tell the tattooed bruiser that Ye Ling was... you know?

"Let me go!"

Mu Ninghan glared at Ye Ling and said through gritted teeth.

Her voice was soft, and her face was flushed.

Ye Ling was also a bit embarrassed, but he didn't let go of Mu Ninghan and whispered, "Shoot, if I let you go now, wouldn't I be exposed?"

Mu Ninghan felt an urge to kill Ye Ling.

What do you being exposed have to do with me, it's your thing!

So they stood, one upright, the other upside down, motionless for a full two minutes.

"Ye Ling, you guys..."

Chen Yan's mouth fell open, as she, too, noticed their strange posture.

Ye Ling's mouth twitched into a forced smile and replied, "It's nothing, we're practicing a pose."

Practicing a pose?

On hearing this, Mu Ninghan really wanted to get the tattooed bruiser to bring the AK47 and riddle this bastard in front of her with bullets!

After the two minutes passed, Mu Ninghan didn't feel Ye Ling's thing soften.

Ye Ling, a virile young man, how could he possibly not... you know?

"Don't move," Ye Ling whispered.

Mu Ninghan, though furious, stopped struggling.

Ye Ling, resisting the impulse to look at Mu Ninghan, moved slightly away from her and gradually relaxed.

Immediately, Ye Ling released Mu Ninghan.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

But to his surprise, as soon as Mu Ninghan stood up, she drew a dagger from her leg and stabbed it towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling frowned, suddenly reacted, grabbed Mu Ninghan's right hand, twisted it slightly, and pulled her into his embrace.

"Still want to fight? Didn't get enough of a lesson just now?" Ye Ling said.

"Pervert, where are you touching?!"

Mu Ninghan truly felt like crying.

Ye Ling was taken aback, glancing down, he realized he was actually grasping... that.

However...

Ye Ling furrowed his brow and said, "You have a scar on your ****?"

"None of your business, let go of me!" Mu Ninghan snapped.

Yet, Ye Ling did not let go, instead he gently touched Mu Ninghan's left breast.

He could feel it was indeed a scar, but it was on her chest, which is why he hadn't seen it before.

"You're still touching!" Mu Ninghan glared at Ye Ling.

"For such a beautiful woman, you should be flawless, yet you have a scar, and on your ****, no less."

Ye Ling shook his head, then suddenly said, "If I could remove this scar for you, how would you thank me?"

Mu Ninghan was suddenly lost for words.

This scar was a constant pain in her heart and the main reason she stepped into the underworld.

As Ye Ling said, such a perfect woman couldn't even have a scar, especially not on her chest.

After becoming an underworld big shot, Mu Ninghan had secretly visited countless hospitals, but they all told her the scar was too old, that even surgery would leave a mark, albeit a smaller one.

A scar that not even the major hospitals could remove, yet this lecherous, shameless scoundrel claimed he could get rid of it?

"Are you telling the truth?"

The coldness on Mu Ninghan's face eased somewhat as she said, "If you can remove this scar for me, I'll pretend nothing happened before."

"Tsk tsk, that's not enough."

Ye Ling shook his head and said, "If I remove this scar for you, you become my girlfriend, how about that?"

"You wish!" Mu Ninghan said.

"Haha, just kidding."

Ye Ling then said, "But I need to see what this scar is really like first; otherwise, I can't figure out how to remove it."

This guy couldn't be trying to take advantage of her, right?

If she let him see her scar, wouldn't he end up seeing her **** too?

Thinking of this, Mu Ninghan immediately said, "Then let's forget about it."

"Don't you trust me?" Ye Ling asked.

"What makes you think I should trust you?" Mu Ninghan retorted.

Ye Ling thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I can tell by your voice that you have a cold, right? This is an Elixir Pill I developed for colds. If you take it now, you'll see immediate effects."

As he spoke, Ye Ling released Mu Ninghan, took out a jade bottle from his pocket, and poured out a cold Elixir Pill.

Mu Ninghan no longer attacked Ye Ling, but frowned at the pill, which looked like a mud ball.

"Don't judge it by its looks, you should try it and see."

Ye Ling handed the Elixir Pill to Mu Ninghan with confidence.

He couldn't be more aware of what was on Mu Ninghan's mind.