Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and Xiao Hong also struggled out of the embrace of a burly man to escape behind Mo Xing, her little face pale with fright.

"The Hongjing Association, huh? We're under Big Red from the Coal City. Those who don't want trouble better get the hell out of here, or else we'll flatten your Hongjing Association!"

The man lying on the ground roared wildly, his face twisted with pain from his battered knees and fists, almost unable to hold back his shouts.

"Even if you are Big Black's men, you still have to explain yourselves today. Otherwise, boys, you're not playing with me!"

"It seems like the Hongjing Association doesn't give Big Red any respect. Then don't blame us for not being polite!" one of the burly men sneered.

Just as Ye Ling was about to speak, Mo Xing stopped him: "Leave this to me. It wouldn't be very manly of me to ask you to step in for something like this."

With those words, Ye Ling did not intervene. After all, having one's woman taken away in public was an immense humiliation for any man; it was a matter of honor.

"I'll make sure you die knowing why!" Mo Xing sneered and pulled out his phone to dial a number.

Once the call was connected, Mo Xing spoke directly: "Tell that so-called Big Red from Coal City to call me within a minute, or else I'll dismantle his pathetic organization!"

The gunmen were momentarily stunned, then sneered: "Tsk tsk, you really play the part. Do you actually think you're some big shot? If Big Red apologizes to you with a phone call, I'll kneel and kowtow to you!"

"Kowtow? You're thinking too simply," Mo Xing sneered.

Everyone waited, seconds ticking by. Just as the minute was about to expire, Mo Xing's phone suddenly rang.

The heart of the gunmen skipped a beat. Could it really be Big Red calling?

Impossible. Even the local bureau chiefs were extremely respectful to Big Red; how could he personally call a youth at this time of night? Plus, Big Red usually turned off his phone at this time, and anyone who wasn't close to him couldn't get in touch.

Mo Xing answered the call and turned on speakerphone. A slightly hoarse voice came through: "I don't know what Mr. Mo has in mind, calling me so late."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Thump, the gunmen felt a sinking feeling in their hearts—it really was Big Red. Their faces instantly turned pale; how was this possible?

Seeing the gunmen's faces change, Mo Xing smirked coldly: "You ask what the matter is? Your Big Red seems pretty cocky now. Your man dared to mess with my woman and even stuck a gun to my head."

"If it wasn't for the capable friends by my side, I'm sure Big Red's name would've spread throughout the entire Imperial Capital by now, right?"

The person on the phone gasped sharply: "What are you talking about, Mr. Mo? Even if you gave me a few more guts, I wouldn't dare let my men touch your woman. This must be a misunderstanding."

"Who are they? Is someone impersonating my men to sabotage our relationship?"

Big Red on the other end was also panicked. He had managed to establish himself in Huaxia with the help of his sister, but he was far from invincible. After all, there were many people he couldn't afford to provoke, with the Mo Family being one of them.

"Tell me, who are you really!" Mo Xing asked, placing the phone near the several burly men with a predatory grin.

The men had difficulty swallowing, aware of the colossal trouble they'd stirred, which might even affect Big Red.

"Who the hell are you! Why are you impersonating my men? You've got some nerve. Do you really think I, Big Red, am a vegetarian?" Big Red's voice sounded murderous on the other end, filled with deadly intent. If someone was trying to frame him and get him killed, it would be the ultimate injustice.

"Bro… I… I'm Huzi!" said the man Ye Ling had injured, struggling to stand up with help, hesitating.

Silence fell on the other end of the line. After a few seconds, came a heavy sigh: "You've brought disaster upon yourselves!"

Immediately after, Big Red added: "Mr. Mo, these men are indeed mine, but I assure you they don't know Mr. Mo, and they meant no harm. Whatever you wish to do to punish them, just say the word."

"How should I punish them? How could I even dare? They're your men, Big Red. In your eyes, what am I? Just a pawn to be ordered around, right?" Mo Xing chuckled coldly.

Ye Ling said nothing, knowing that Mo Xing was in charge of the situation. It wouldn't be right to overstep.

Big Red on the other end chuckled awkwardly: "Mr. Mo, you're too modest. How could I not value Mr. Mo? You say the word—whether it's to kill or to flay them—it only takes a word from you!"

Click, the guns in the gunmen's hands trembled and fell to the ground with a loud clatter.

"Hear that? Your 'cubs' are still aiming their guns at me. To kill or to flay, I wouldn't dare, as I'm a law-abiding good citizen. However, since they're your people, Big Red, shouldn't you make a trip here?" Mo Xing said with a sinister smile.

"It's the middle of the night, and I'll be waiting for you until eight in the morning. If you can't make it, well, I wouldn't dare touch you, Big Red, but these fellows likely have a few lives weighing on their conscience," Mo Xing said indifferently.

Everyone was shocked. Coal City to Donghai City was nearly two thousand kilometers away. Eight hours—could Big Red make it?

"I'll definitely make it. Mr. Mo, you are magnanimous. Please be lenient," Big Red said humbly.

Mo Xing laughed: "All right, Big Red, you're truly generous. I'll be at the Imperial Dynasty Disco waiting for you. And for these guys, let them kneel at the disco's entrance. How about that?"

"Huzi! All of you get to the disco entrance and kneel down. Anyone who tries any funny business, watch out for your whole family!" Big Red commanded with deadly seriousness, knowing this incident had even dragged him into it—brotherhood be damned at this point.

Mo Xing hung up the phone, looking at the pale-faced men: "How about it, gentlemen? Still feeling tough?"