Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Though it was meant to be a gesture of thanks, the coffee somehow tasted flavorless to Ye Ling.

In the end, it was still Chen Yan who picked up the bill, failing to trick Pei Haiqing, that idiot, into paying.

After Chen Yan left with Luo You, Ye Ling stood outside and smoked a cigarette, thinking about what to do next.

Suddenly, Ye Ling slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Damn, True Qi can't stop a bullet, but a Jade Talisman can!"

Many people inside the cafe turned to look outside, and when they heard Ye Ling's outburst, they looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Talking about True Qi and Jade Talismans, this is Earth, not some fantasy world of immortals and swordsmen!

Having thought of it, Ye Ling kicked into action, driving his brand-new red Chery straight to a distant location.

The most famous antique street in Donghai City wasn't where he had encountered Liu Qiao'er but in the city center.

The whole street had over 180 shops, all selling antiques.

At a glance, the road was almost completely blocked by cars.

Few dared to drive here because the road was lined with luxury cars on both sides, and even the slightest scrape would bring big trouble.

But Ye Ling didn't care; he revved the Chery as if it were a Ferrari, zooming past the luxury cars at a speed of 100 miles per hour.

"Tssk!"

The sound of screeching brakes rang out as the Chery pulled off a slick drift, sliding sideways into a parking spot.

Just as a BMW 7 Series was about to park there, it saw the beat-up Chery squeeze in and immediately started honking its horn several times in protest.

Ye Ling calmly got out of the car, as if he hadn't heard, and walked into the antique shop across the street.

"Stop right there!"

At that moment, a fat man got out of the BMW.

"Are you going in to buy something? If not, move your car right away!" the fat man bellowed.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling immediately burst into laughter.

"Oh wow, did you buy this parking spot?"

"I didn't buy it, but I could buy several cars like yours with the money I spend here on a whim," the fat man replied arrogantly.

"If you didn't buy it, then you'd better shut your filthy mouth. There's no rule that only BMWs can park here, right?"

Ye Ling didn't want to argue and turned to leave.

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However, the fat man became even more irritated when he heard Ye Ling's retort.

Driving a Chery and still acting tough?

"Kid, I'm telling you, if you don't move your car today, believe it or not, I'll have someone smash it?"

"Go ahead,"

Ye Ling spread his hands nonchalantly and said, "You smash my Chery, I smash your BMW, and we'll see whose car can take a hit better."

"I can afford to pay if I smash your Chery, but can you afford it if you smash my BMW?" the fat man sneered.

"I can't afford it..."

Ye Ling replied, and then added, "But I never said I was going to pay you!"

"You bloody..."

Before the fat man could say more, a waiter ran out and said, "Gentlemen, please, let's cool it. This hot weather is bad for your health; you agree, right?"

"Hmph!"

The fat man snorted coldly and said to the waiter, "You know who I am, right? Hurry up and make him move his car. A damn Chery is taking up a parking space here."

"I know you, you're Mister Gao Ning."

The waiter said with a smile, "Mr. Gao, please go inside first; we've already prepared tea for you. As for the parking space, I will arrange it for you."

Upon hearing this, Gao Ning gave Ye Ling another glare before entering the antique store.

Only after he went in did the waiter let out a sigh of relief and said to Ye Ling in a low voice, "Sir, there's really no need for you to quarrel with these rich folks. They're so arrogant, is it worth getting angry over them?"

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow, "So what you're saying is, I should move my car?"

"How could that be?"

The waiter said, "I will take care of his parking space. You park as you were going to. However, Gao Ning seems to have some clout around here; it's better if you don't provoke him."

Ye Ling couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. He thought this waiter was just like that Wang Hai from the Chinese medicine store.

"After you've arranged the parking space, take me inside to have a look around. If I find something I like today, I will make sure it's worth your while," said Ye Ling with a smile.

The waiter replied, "Sir, this place isn't really for small folks like us! You see your Chery car—it's new, right? You must have saved up for a while. The items inside start at several hundred thousand yuan. Just from what I know, there are no fewer than ten people who have gone bankrupt here."

"Seems I've really met a good Samaritan today."

Ye Ling shook his head with a smile and said, "You don't need to worry about anything else, just do the introductions where necessary."

"Alright then."

The waiter shook his head and drove off to find a parking space for Gao Ning's BMW.

"Bang!"

Just then, a muffled sound suddenly carried over.

Ye Ling looked up and saw that the BMW the waiter was driving had collided with a Ford Explorer.

Clearly, the Explorer was the one that hit the BMW.

A man in his thirties got out of the Explorer, his face filled with shock.

After all, the BMW 760 was the cheapest model, and still more expensive than his own car!

However, when the guy saw that it was a waiter who was driving the BMW, the shock on his face quickly turned to fury.

"Motherfucker, are you blind? What kind of reversing is that? Didn't you see me driving this way? You just had to reverse, didn't you?" the man cursed angrily.

"I... I was reversing first, and you saw you were going to hit me, but you didn't brake..." the waiter said in a low voice.

He was just a waiter, with a monthly salary of three or four thousand yuan. Sometimes he could get some tips, and at best, he might make five or six thousand a month.

But now, a BMW 760 and a Ford Explorer.

After the crash, even if he poured all his salary into it, it wouldn't be enough to pay for the damages!

"You still dare to talk back?"

The man pointed at the waiter and cursed, "Open your damn eyes and look, it was clearly me who drove here first; you reversed, and I couldn't stop in time, hitting the car. What the fuck are you as a waiter, posing as someone who drives a BMW? Can you even afford it?"

The waiter was from the countryside, honest and trustworthy, and now being cursed at like this, plus worrying about paying for the damages, he was on the verge of tears.

"Look at you, goddamn poor-looking, don't play the victim in front of me. Now tell me, what are we going to do? I'm not paying for this car, and you'll have to compensate me!" said the man with not a hint of pity.

He had initially thought the car's owner had come over, but it turned out to be just a waiter finding a parking spot.

"But I... I don't have the money to pay you..." the waiter said softly.

"No money? If you don't have money, then why the fuck are you driving someone else's car?"

The man suddenly roared, "Come on, show me your driver's license. If you don't even have your license on you and you're driving someone else's car, that's illegal!"

"Ah, the good are bullied, and the kind are ridden," lamented the waiter.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Ye Ling shook his head and walked over.