Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Inside the police station, everyone wore somber expressions, having sealed off all channels that could possibly spread the news, attempting to minimize the impact.

One must know, Shen Yuexin was not simply wealthy, being a tycoon; her disappearance could cause an unknown massive economic shock.

The death of a rich person is insignificant to a nation, but if something truly happened to Shen Yuexin, not many could bear the responsibility.

Behind Shen Yuexin stood the dominantly powerful economic body of Huamei Group, and more importantly, she was Ye Ling's woman.

Nobody dared imagine what madness Ye Ling would unleash if Shen Yuexin really met with trouble.

Ye Ling carefully questioned the police who responded and Shen Yuexin's driver, and at this time, both Shenfeng and Mo Xing rushed over, both faces full of anxiety. Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"Damn it, if I catch this bastard, I'll break his neck, not even the King of Heaven could save him!"

Mo Xing was furious, even smashing a cup in the police station; yet with so many people, nobody dared to protrude their necks to stop him, nor did they dare to speak loudly.

Ning Guoqiang also hurried over, the commotion this time being too big; even he couldn't sit still, not to mention that this matter was now tied to his son-in-law.

After the footage of Shen Yuexin being taken away was released, Ye Ling's eyes boiled with boundless killing intent upon seeing the two old men taking action and the arrogant Fu Donglai.

"Shenfeng, find out who this bastard is for me! I want his information today!"

Ye Ling said through gritted teeth, but Shenfeng shook his head, "No need to look further, this young man is the young master of Mo Yun Sect, Fu Donglai, and those two old men are two Elders of Mo Yun Sect."

"Mo Yun Sect! You're forcing my hand to begin a massacre!"

Ye Ling roared softly, slamming the table into pieces with a sudden strike, as the table shattered, he stood up, bidding farewell to Ning Guoqiang before driving straight to the headquarters of Huamei Group.

Huamei Group was brightly lit, where despite it being late at night, countless employees were still working overtime.

In the spacious meeting room, a young man sat in the chairman's seat, with an eye-patched man standing behind him, sweeping a glance at the directors and shareholders with a faint smile.

"To put it bluntly, if something were to happen to President Shen, her shares would naturally belong to young master Shen Long, the only one with inheritance rights."

"You all need to be prepared for what can and cannot be done, and weigh these matters carefully."

The man sitting in the chair was Shen Yuexin's distant cousin, who also came from Shennongjia, but his cultivation was too weak to even count as a Houtian martial artist, at best only slightly stronger than the average person.

So he had set his sights on the enormous wealth of his distant cousin, lacking a pretext until now, when suddenly a chance presented itself to scheme for the throne.

The eye-patched man was his classmate from a prestigious foreign institution, having some real knowledge up his sleeve.

The other directors discussed in low voices; they knew this was no small matter, as changing the executives who controlled the group could result in severe damage.

"What are you all thinking about? I'm telling you, at this critical juncture, it won't do if no one takes charge. What are you dilly-dallying for?"

The eye-patched man grew impatient, with the bodyguards brought by Shen Yuexin's cousin standing behind him, clearly here to seize power.

"Alright, now that my sister has been kidnapped and her whereabouts are unknown, the group should enter a state of alert, under my control; does anyone object?"

At that moment, Shen Yuexin's cousin, Shen Long, stood up, his hands bracing the table as his gaze swept over everyone present. He had an undeniable air of authority about him.

"Shen Shao, this doesn't seem very proper, and considering the critical period we're in, taking such action could invite gossip. I think Shen Shao should reconsider," one of the directors said, shaking his head as he voiced his concerns and thoughts. After all, their entire fortunes were tied up in this, and how could they put their trust in a green youth?

Shen Long shook his head: "I've said it, the company is temporarily under my control. What are you implying? The Huamei Group belongs to the Shen Family, and even though you have shares, what you say doesn't count."

"What's this? Should I not step up when the group is in trouble? Are you outsiders gearing up to take control? What are your true intentions?"

Shen Long was also sharp-tongued, rendering the whole group speechless. Indeed, if someone from the Shen Family didn't step up, did these outsiders even have the right?

The people present looked left and right, and, feeling helpless, shook their heads. Given the circumstances, there seemed to be no other option.

"Very well, since none of you have any objections, from this moment on, I will act as the interim chairman of the board." With that said, Shen Long took his seat, the chair symbolizing the highest power within the Huamei Group.

Just then, the door to the conference room suddenly opened. The bespectacled man turned around to find four young men walking in, and he became furious: "Who are you? Don't you know this is a conference room, a place of importance? Who let you in?"

"Security, security, drag them all out! What are you even here for!"

The four young men didn't speak but looked at Shen Long, seated in the chair. Shen Long, recognizing the familiar face among them, felt a shock.

Ye Ling, Shen Yuexin's man, a formidable legendary figure, and behind him stood several well-known young men, bringing a surge of pressure over him.

"Ye Shao, you're here!"

The director who had previously opposed Shen Long quickly stood up, his face showing surprise and delight. When it came to trust, only Ye Ling and his group represented true reliability.

After all, Ye Ling was Shen Yuexin's man, a truly trustworthy person, unlike the distant relative Shen Long.

Fearing that Shen Yuexin's hard-built enterprise might encounter trouble, Ye Ling had rushed over, arriving just in time to see what was happening. He immediately understood the situation.

The other directors, too, felt an overwhelming sense of trust toward Ye Ling, not just because of his identity but also his vast and influential network and status.

Suddenly, the conference room fell silent. The bespectacled man, sensing a shift in the situation, became anxious.

"Who are you! I said leave, this is not a place for you to stay."

After the bespectacled man finished, Ye Ling turned around sharply and looked at him with a cold smile, "And who do you think you are?"

At those words, the bespectacled man flew into a rage: "Who are you cursing! I'm the vice president of the Huamei Group, do you believe I can fire you right now!"

"Vice president? I haven't heard of that."

Ye Ling gave a disdainful smile, while the bespectacled man shook his head, "An ignorant fellow. It's something Shen Shao promised me; how would you know about it."

Ignoring the nonsensical man, Ye Ling thought the most crucial task at hand wasn't to quarrel but to quickly take control and find Shen Yuexin, ready to unleash a massacre!