Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

After giving that damned fatty a thorough beating, Ye Ling finally felt some relief.

In fact, when Pang Dahai mentioned those things about Liu Qiao'er, Ye Ling had already harbored the intention to kill.

If it had not been for the fact that he was only at the early stage of Houtian, Ye Ling would have really killed the bastard.

Once again, Ye Ling wanted to quickly increase his cultivation level.

Liu Qiao'er felt somewhat distressed seeing Pang Dahai being beaten up like that by Ye Ling.

But when she thought of how Pang Dahai had treated her family, the compassion disappeared immediately.

However, Liu Qiao'er was a bit confused, as Ye Ling seemed to be very angry as well. What was he angry about? Could it be... because of me?

At that thought, a warm feeling surged through Liu Qiao'er's heart, and she found Ye Ling more and more attractive.

If she had such a boyfriend, she really wouldn't be bullied in the future!

"Wife, what did you just say about me?" Ye Ling approached with a smile.

Liu Qiao'er was startled, "What did I say?"

"You forgot so quickly?"

Ye Ling blinked, leaned towards Liu Qiao'er's ear and whispered, "You said I could last two hours? And make you comfortable? We've already done it 100 times?"

Liu Qiao'er's face immediately turned red; those were words of anger, and she had not even thought about what she was saying.

"Am I really that impressive? How about, when we return, we give it a try?" Ye Ling teased with a chuckle.

"You... Dream on!"

Liu Qiao'er hastily turned around and ran into the house.

Just then, a middle-aged woman came out of the house, clearly having heard Pang Dahai's screams as well.

This middle-aged woman was Lin Qiao'er's mother, Zhang Yuhua.

Zhang Yuhua looked to be in her fifties, with reddened eyes that clearly showed she had just been crying.

"Mom..."

Seeing the haggard appearance of Zhang Yuhua, Lin Qiao'er's delicate body shuddered, and tears flowed.

"Qiao'er has returned, huh? I heard your voice just now."

Zhang Yuhua quickly wiped the tears from her face, not wanting to worry Liu Qiao'er.

"What... what happened here?"

Upon seeing Pang Dahai curled up in the BMW with a bloody face, Zhang Yuhua was startled.

"Good afternoon, Auntie."

Ye Ling stepped forward and smiled, "This fatty was walking too fast just now, and accidentally bumped right into the car. That's why I say, you can't eat too much and get fat, like me, this is much better."

Upon hearing this, Pang Dahai's mood churned like waves.

He swore that if he could still drive now, he would definitely run this bastard over!

Zhang Yuhua was taken aback and looked at Liu Qiao'er with confusion.

Liu Qiao'er's cherry lips parted as she said, "Mom, I don't know what happened either, I just saw Pang Dahai like this when I came out."

After speaking, Liu Qiao'er gave Ye Ling a stern glance.

There's a limit to bluffing, isn't there?

By that logic, are those people who weigh 4 or 500 pounds just going to flip a plane if they walk a little faster?

Zhang Yuhua, after all, was experienced and had her suspicions.

"Sigh... what's with people these days? Why enter through the windshield of all places?"

Zhang Yuhua shook her head and gestured for Ye Ling to come in.

At these words, Pang Dahai spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

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Ye Ling and Liu Qiao'er wouldn't care, and Liu Yuandong and his wife would rather he stay in the car forever, never to come out again.

Liu Yuandong lay in bed, covered with a quilt despite the sweltering heat.

His face was pale, his breathing somewhat unsteady, and at times he would cough violently.

"Dad, Mom, let me introduce you to my... my friend, Ye Ling," Liu Qiao'er said.

"It's Little Ye, come on, have a seat quickly," Zhang Yuhua said.

Zhang Yuhua hurriedly brought over a chair, saying, "Sorry for the state of our house, don't mind it."

"Not at all," Ye Ling said with a smile.

Zhang Yuhua looked at Ye Ling and then at Liu Qiao'er, secretly thinking that her daughter had brought a man home, and he appeared to be about the same age. Could it be—

Seeing the look in Zhang Yuhua's eyes, Liu Qiao'er immediately knew what she was thinking.

"Mom, we're just ordinary friends..." Liu Qiao'er said coquettishly.

"Alright, alright, ordinary friends it is. I didn't say anything; why are you in such a hurry to explain?" Zhang Yuhua said with a laugh.

She would have been better off not saying anything; her remark made Liu Qiao'er's cheeks turn even redder.

Liu Qiao'er thought to herself, hoping that in her anger earlier, her parents hadn't heard what she said to Pang Dahai about doing something a hundred times.

Considering how close their rooms were, and how loud she had been, they must have heard!

"This is so embarrassing. I'm sure my parents have gotten the wrong idea now..." she lamented.

The more Liu Qiao'er thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. It was one thing for others to misunderstand, but if her parents misunderstood, it really was somewhat...awkward!

"Yuhua, don't just stand there gawking, go make Little Ye a cup of tea," Liu Yuandong said as he noticed Zhang Yuhua eyeing Ye Ling and clearing his throat to speak.

"Oh, my mind is slipping," Zhang Yuhua said, promptly getting up and leaving the room.

Liu Qiao'er was too embarrassed to stay seated, so she followed Zhang Yuhua out as well.

Now only Ye Ling and Liu Yuandong were left in the room.

"Cough cough..."

Liu Yuandong coughed, then looking at Ye Ling, he said in a low voice, "You little rascal, was what my daughter said true? You two...a hundred times?"

Ye Ling's eyes immediately went wide with shock. Liu Qiao'er's father was too direct, wasn't he?

"Uncle, it's not like what you think, we..."

"Hmph, you young man are quite something, able to last two hours. My daughter's small frame would surely be worn out by you," Liu Yuandong commented as he offered a cigarette to Ye Ling before lighting one for himself, and with a sigh, he added, "Ah... it's a shame I'm old now and have caught such a disease, burdening both my wife and daughter."

Ye Ling felt utterly helpless, but seeing Liu Yuandong's sigh, he too felt a pinch of sadness.

"Uncle, I've come this time to treat your illness," Ye Ling suddenly said.

Liu Yuandong was taken aback and sat up abruptly, "What did you say?"

As he sat up, the scale-like things on his body became clearly visible to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling frowned; he could clearly sense the toxins on those things.

"Uncle Liu, please lay down, and I will take a look at you," Ye Ling said.

"Can you really cure my illness?" Liu Yuandong asked, skeptical. He had thought Liu Qiao'er had brought back a boyfriend for him to meet before he died.

"Whether I can cure it or not, I have to examine you first," Ye Ling said with a smile.

Ye Ling was quite confident in treating illnesses on Earth; it just required time.

Liu Yuandong lay down half in doubt, clearly not quite trusting this handsome young man.