Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Ye Ling's face turned iron blue as he pointed his finger at the boss and shouted.

"What the **** are you spitting out of your mouth? Can't you speak properly?" Ye Ling's eyes were filled with intense anger.

He had just sworn not to let his mother suffer any more humiliation, and this guy had to bounce out to show off how awesome he was?

Upon hearing this, the boss immediately laughed, but it was a sneer. He spat on the ground, twisted his foot on it, and smiled coldly, "Oh, what's this? You're annoyed at being called poor?"

"This meat is twenty yuan per 500 grams, and you're complaining about the price, what is that if not being poor?"

"It's clear you're from the countryside. Look at that outfit, just like a village woman. Put my meat down. What if you've got some virus or something? That would be a disaster for me!" the boss said with a cold voice.

Just as Ye Ling was about to speak up, Wang Shufen tightly grasped his hand, "Let's not talk about it, Xiaoling. Let's go have a look at another stall."

The thoroughly enraged Ye Ling forcefully suppressed the rage in his heart and looked at the boss without saying another word.

"Child, when you're outside, you must endure. This is not like being at home. Your father is not by your side. You must look after yourself and not get into arguments over trivial matters," Wang Shufen advised earnestly.

Ye Ling nodded and finally managed to bear the anger in his heart.

But in the next moment, the pork-selling boss sneered coldly, "Hmph, poor ghosts, still thinking of buying meat. If you can't afford it, don't touch it and ask for a cheaper price, it's a joke. I really don't know how these people from the countryside have no manners at all!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling's eyes turned completely red. He turned around, and his voice was ice-cold as he demanded, "Who did you say?"

Wang Shufen by his side was getting anxious too, but after enduring so many years of humiliation, those few words were still not enough to make her lose her sanity.

"Hey, how can you talk like that, boss? Just because we come here to buy meat, we can't bargain?" Wang Shufen retorted.

The boss across from them scoffed with disdain, "Bargain? What bargain?"

"Look at the rags you're wearing. I guess it's your son who works moving bricks at the construction site and has come back once in a blue moon, and you're bringing him to indulge in some meat, right?"

"If you can't afford it, don't take it. This is for humans to eat, don't you have bacteria on your hands?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Shufen couldn't hold back anymore, "Hey, how can you speak like that!"

"This is how I talk. What about it?"

"Move along! If you keep standing in front of my stall and blocking my business, I'll chop your old bones with a knife!" As he said this, the boss picked up the sharp Bone Knife and threatened viciously.

Just when Wang Shufen was about to speak, she was tightly gripped by Ye Ling. He didn't want his mother to continue tangling with this dog-like, scum pork vendor, causing unnecessary heartache.

Ye Ling walked up to the boss, stared coldly at his arrogant demeanor, and said icily, "Apologize!"

"Oh! Tsk tsk, listen everyone, listen, this out-of-towner still wants an apology from me?"

"Apologize to your sister!"

With the words barely out, Ye Ling's hand, fast as a specter, reached the boss's face, and with a fierce yank, he grasped the boss's hair.

With a sudden pull downwards, there was a loud thump as the boss's head smashed onto the wooden table that held the meat.

"Ah! He's hitting people!"

Cries of shock arose from the crowd of onlookers as the boss, his head bashed against the table, stood up groggily, his fat face covered in rolls of flesh.

"You bastard! You dare to hit me? I'll skin you alive today!" As he spoke, the boss, holding the boning knife, charged at Ye Ling with the blade glinting ominously.

Standing not too far away, Wang Shufen instinctively ran forward, wanting to block the vicious knife for her son.

However, Ye Ling just sneered coldly, stepped forward, and then violently lifted his foot.

With a tremendous force, he kicked the boss, sending him flying through the air before crashing down onto the wooden table.

Clink! The table collapsed, and pork rolled onto the ground. The boss, catapulted by Ye Ling's angry kick, howled miserably. How powerful was that kick from Ye Ling?

If he had used his full strength, probably even an elephant wouldn't have been able to get up, but in his rage, Ye Ling still retained a shred of sanity. Otherwise, that kick would have killed him.

The struggling boss, who couldn't get up, had a mouthful of blood, and the fierce light in his eyes quickly faded.

"Quick! Somebody call the police! This kid's assaulting people. You're done for today; I'll make sure you rot in jail!" the boss cried out in agony, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"It doesn't matter who comes today! I'll let you understand what happens when you look down on others!"

Smack, a slap landed on the pork vendor's mouth.

"A mouth that spouts trash deserves to be hit! Deserves a beating to death!"

Smack, another slap, hard on the cheek of the obnoxious mouth, delivering Ye Ling immense satisfaction!

"Looking like a damn pig, and you really don't act like a person!"

Smack, one slap, then another!

"You bastard, selling pork and you act all superior, your mouth spewing crap!"

Smack, smack, smack!

"Smack, smack, smack! Does it hurt? Feels good, right? Apologize to me! Apologize to your grandma!"

Shaking all over, with fear in his eyes, the pork vendor, his mouth full of blood, whimpered.

"Prince, I was wrong!"

"Grandma, I was wrong! I have a foul mouth!"

Sobbing and pleading came from his mouth, and there were even tears in his eyes.

Smack! Another slap across the boss's face made his eyes go wide.

Why hit again, after already apologizing?

"Stop yelling, I'm the Grandpa, and she's the Great-Grandma!"

The pork vendor completely broke down and started sobbing, "Grandpa! Great-Grandma, I was wrong! Please, let me go!"

"Today, without a lesson, you really damn think you're going to heaven!" After saying that, Ye Ling slapped him hard again.

"Whimper! Why hit again?" The pork vendor cried out in injustice.

Ye Ling scolded fiercely, "What? I want to slap you! Is that not allowed?"

"Allowed, allowed!" Where would the boss dare to disagree? He quickly nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Wang Shufen quickly pulled her son to stop, "Let's go now; if the police come, it'll be hard to explain."

Ye Ling took a deep breath. Although he wasn't afraid, his mother was with him, so to reassure her, he stopped.

"Watch yourself! If you dare to look down on others again, I'll break every bone in your body!" With that, Ye Ling pointed at the boss lying on the ground.

The pork vendor's body jerked, and he nodded quickly; he couldn't care less about the pain, eager for this avenging demon to leave first.

He couldn't just stand by and let himself be beaten to death.

Ye Ling was pulled away by his mother, leaving the market. They went to the nearest supermarket, bought some meat, and returned home.

In the living room, Ye Ling lay on the sofa, legs crossed, humming a tune, and watching TV.

In the kitchen, Wang Shufen and Liu Qiao'er were chatting and cooking.

Ye Ling smiled slightly; this warm scene, that's really what home is!