Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The nights in Imperial Capital during the height of summer could be quite scorching, like a massive furnace.

Today, however, the Mo Family home was festooned with colorful decorations and brightly lit; within the expansive courtyard, members of two generations of the family were present.

Elder Mo sat in the central position, visibly pleased as could be, holding a cane in his hand and still slightly shaking it. Ye Ling couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself that the old man was indeed a sly fox.

Just a moment ago, Elder Mo had discarded his cane, only to ponder for a moment before picking it up to lean on it once more.

"If you're going to use a cane, just use it. What's with all the trembling? Where did that energy of a young man go? Life really is a play, it's all about acting," Ye Ling mused to himself.

Ye Ling was certain that this old man must have conned countless people. He appeared frail as if a gust of wind could blow him away, but in reality, he was probably healthier than many middle-aged men.

"Today, well, you all know why I summoned you. Si Qing has found herself a man, and you all should come to know him. Besides, Zi Shu and his wife have also acknowledged this," Elder Mo declared.

"So in the future, if there's anything concerning Ye Ling and any of you don't help, don't blame me for slapping you to death," he continued.

"Of course, I reckon you'll need his help more often than not. With you lot looking like a bunch of good-for-nothings, none of you have the makings I had in my prime," Elder Mo added, with a hint of mockery.

His words silenced everyone present; of course, they did. No one dared to speak up while the patriarch was schooling someone—it was simply asking for trouble.

"And you, Mo Xing, you'd better learn something from following Ye Ling. Jiang Xiaobai is a cautionary tale. All of you, take heed," he warned sternly.

"Let me leave you with one thing," the old man said indignantly, "if any of you fools mess up again, don't think of the Mo Family as your backup. If anyone dares do wrong again, I'll be the first to shoot you!"

His righteous fury roared as he scanned the room with a glare that made everyone shrink back, not daring to breathe too heavily.

"Alright, Grandpa. You're slapping my face here. I've just arrived today and you're already this angry. Are you trying to drive me away or just hate me?"

Ye Ling quickly interjected with a smile and gave Mo Siqing a look. Understanding, Mo Siqing immediately stood up with a smile, walked up to Elder Mo, and chirped, "Enough, Grandpa. The doctor said you shouldn't get angry. Ye Ling brought you a lot of Wu Long Drunk, something you've definitely never tasted. Go on, try it."

Mo Siqing said cheerfully as the old man's eyes suddenly sparkled: "Right, how could I forget? This Wu Long Drunk was brewed by Ye Ling here. Get me a few hundred bottles tomorrow; I won't need to mooch off Old Li anymore."

Wu Long Drunk had already become legendary, reaching both the ears of the heavens and the common folk. The current Wu Long Drunk was an absolute top-grade spirit, a luxury product coveted by countless elites and tycoons.

In fact, many could afford its price, with bottles going for tens of thousands in KTVs or nightclubs. But the catch was, even if you had the money, you couldn't buy it.

Limited to fifty thousand bottles a month, distributed nationally, this scarcity marketing strategy was so successful that it left everyone starved for more—even with the cash, they still couldn't purchase it.

As the others heard this, their eyes immediately lit up; so, the Wu Long Drunk was Young Master Ye's enterprise! Even Mo Zishu pondered securing some from his son-in-law.

"Grandpa, I've already brought you a thousand bottles. Start with those, and when you're done, just call me; I'll send more," Ye Ling said with a slight smile, very generously. A thousand bottles at the current black-market price of twenty thousand each amounted to forty million.

Even by market sale value, that's still a staggering near ten million—a grand gesture that left people in awe.

Upon hearing this, Elder Mo burst into laughter, slamming the table and shouting, "Great! Such a filial grandson-in-law. You bunch of idiots, when did any of you ever bring me anything?"

"Seriously, not even as good as an outsider. You've all shamed me," he added disparagingly.

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Clap, clap, clap, over a dozen bottles of Wu Long Drunk were brought up, and after each bottle cap was opened, a rich aroma wafted through the air. Elder Mo's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly poured himself a glass and gulped it down.

"Elder Mo, Elder Mo! You shouldn't drink like that, your health is important, you mustn't indulge too much."

Elder Mo's personal doctor hurriedly said, his face pale with concern. If something were to happen as a result of drinking, how would he ever explain it?

"Ha-ha! Good wine, good wine! Ye Ling, this wine tastes different from what I usually drink, it's even more delicious. I've never had such good wine before!"

Elder Mo completely ignored the doctor's words, but Ye Ling just smiled faintly: "Grandpa, what you've been drinking is what's sold on the market, what I brought you is the top grade from the brewery."

With those words from Ye Ling, Elder Mo was even happier, laughing heartily as he drank joyfully. The others didn't hesitate either, taking a sip and smacking their lips, clearly wanting more.

Ye Ling gave Mo Siqing a look, and Mo Siqing nodded, pulling the doctor aside: "Don't worry, Uncle Wen, this wine won't harm the body, it actually helps to strengthen and rejuvenate."

"Strengthen and rejuvenate? Si Qing, you better not be fooling me, this isn't medicinal wine, you can't take Elder Mo's health as a joke."

Doctor Wen said anxiously. If something were to go wrong, he wouldn't be able to bear such responsibility—he'd become a sinner against the nation!

Mo Siqing immediately laughed: "Wu Long Drunk, remember, Uncle Wen? Grandpa Li drinks this at home too."

"Wu Long Drunk? Are you talking about the wine that is said to contain the 'essence and energy' spoken of in traditional Chinese medicine?" Doctor Wen also said excitedly, suddenly slapping his head. Discover exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

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"Don't worry, Uncle Wen, I've saved ten bottles for you, I'll give them to you later," said Mo Siqing with a brilliant smile.

Doctor Wen's eyes turned red with excitement, nodding vigorously. The wine was not only expensive but also hard to get, almost always selling out the moment it hit the market.

What's more important, after countless confirmations, this wine indeed had revitalizing effects, making all those old leaders as eager as rabbits smelling the fresh grass.

Keep in mind these were all seasoned drinkers who, reluctantly, had given up or cut down on drinking for health reasons. Now that they had this top-grade brew, how could they not feel ecstatic?

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, after the wine had been circulated halfway, Elder Mo stood up to leave first, and Mo Zishu's generation also got up, leaving the stage to Ye Ling and the other youngsters.

Once the older generation had all left, Mo Xing let out a deep breath and suddenly felt invigorated.

"Brothers, no need for introductions, right? Ye Ling, heh, to think he'd become my brother-in-law, geez, it's unbelievable!"

Mo Xing chuckled, and the others, each with their own pride, started laughing broadly as well.

"Hehe, of course we know, the mysterious Young Master Ye, how could we not know about him!"

"Haha! Young Master Ye has become our brother-in-law, if anyone dares to bully me in the future, I won't be afraid anymore!"

"Afraid of what, we'll beat the crap out of him—my brother-in-law is Young Master Ye! Haha!"

All of a sudden, everyone was joking and shouting, and Ye Ling also laughed heartily, clinking glasses with everyone.

This group of unruly fellows rarely respected someone so much.

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