Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 789 - 798: No Choice but to Pretend

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These days in the Imperial Capital, the famous Four Young Masters of the Imperial Capital have quietly disappeared, but as the saying goes, "new generations replace the old," and so scions from other families have stepped up to take their place.

With people like Mo Xing often out of the Imperial Capital, now, apart from those scions from the sa era, very few can recognize them.

"This is what growing up is all about, man. n have to mature!"

"Like a few years ago, I was here every day, feeling uneasy if I didn't hook up with a few chicks. Now, I'm at ho every day, serving the wife. If anything displeases her, the old man's cane cos swinging down."

Mo Xing said this comfortably while drinking beer when suddenly, in the central dance floor of the bar, a group of young people started brawling, and the scene was intense.

But the bar's security charged in imdiately, pulling the two groups apart, both sides looking as pumped up as if they were on steroids.

"Tsk tsk, look, look, it's just like us back in the day. I'm telling you, if it had been back then, no one could've held back. I would've mixed it up with them, otherwise, how could I call myself a young man!"

"Young people, eh? If they're not impulsive, what's the point of being young? Are they supposed to wait until they're old and senile to act impulsively? That'd just be dentia."

Mo Xing, witnessing the scene, was utterly exhilarated, setting his beer down and then shouting out loud. The young people who were glaring at each other suddenly paused, turning to look at Mo Xing.

Ye Ling and Ye Wudao were stunned. Damn it, is this guy causing trouble again? You have to understand that the young ones nowadays have so ruthless tricks.

Like, settle disputes with poison or deliberate murder by car—such things are endless.

"Bro! You've got insight. I an, if you're not impulsive, can you even call yourself young? Brothers, give a hand!"

One of the ringleaders spoke up, followed by so choice curse words, and the two factions clashed again, leaving the security guards flabbergasted.

Glances were shot toward Mo Xing, saying volus: You, yes, you, rember this – this brawl that was about to settle down was reignited by your comnt.

Bottle, chair, even seeds and fruit plates were flying all over; the bar quickly turned into a complete ss.

But anyway, those in the bar were no strangers to such scenes; isn't a brawl part of bar culture? All these young people fueled by alcohol, itching for a fight—it's all pretty standard.

"Tsk tsk, see that? The kid is not bad; he's got the spirit of my younger days. Damn, that 'Black Tiger Heart Pluck,' that was satisfying!"

"Hey hey, look at that sneaky move. But hey, I like it. Let tell you, 'The Monkey Steals the Peach'—it's not about stealing the peach, but playing with the fuzz that's the real art!"

"You two, standing there dumbfounded, a pair of idiots, take a lesson from this."

Mo Xing said with a smirk, while Ye Ling and Ye Wudao exchanged looks and slapped their foreheads. Damn, this guy hasn't changed at all; what is he even on about?

Within minutes, the bar had dozens of bouncers escort the ruffians out, swiftly cleaning up the so-called battlefield.

Of course, those involved had to pay the price for their actions, and the least of their worries would be the compensation, which no doubt wouldn't be a small sum.

Seeing no more fighting, Mo Xing heaved a deep sigh, "Tsk tsk, ah, well, there goes the show."

Ye Wudao and Ye Ling shook their heads. This guy was a complete agent of chaos.

The three of them continued to drink out of boredom. Of course, occasionally so girls would sidle up with ulterior motives, but the three n—how could they dare now?

Both Mo Xing's and Ye Ling's wives were about to give birth, with Elder Mo watching them closely at ho, and the situation at Ye Wudao's was similar; none of them had the mood for trouble.

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Suddenly, not far away, Ye Ling's eyes lit up, and then he started chuckling, "Heh heh, I'm telling you, Mo Xing, I bet you're going to put on that act again today!"

"Act? I don't put on any damn act, I'm over that now; it's not like before."

Mo Xing muttered, but Ye Ling just grinned, mysteriously, "I'm telling you, today you really have to put on an act, believe it or not."

Have to put on an act?

Damn it, I don't believe it, but just as Mo Xing was about to speak, a woman, hand in hand with a man, started walking slowly towards them.

Liu Wan, the influential woman Lin Yuqing had introduced to Mo Xing for a blind date back then, now she was walking over with keen eyes having spotted Mo Xing.

"Oh my, isn't this Young Master Mo? How co you have the ti to sit here today?"

"Tch, I never would have imagined, you're actually married to Li Ke now. It really shows that man's plans can't beat fate."

"Oh right, let introduce, this is Li Minghao, the CEO of Seven Stars Enterprise in Huaxia region for Korea, my man."

Liu Wan said with a slight smile, but there was a hint of disdain in her eyes. In her mind, Mo Xing was just the son of a local authority figure.

In an age where even the mightiest can fall, who wasn't vulnerable to misfortune? But the owners of big enterprises, they really held the power.

In a capitalist society, money is everything, and because of labor issues, many leaders were very polite to these big bosses.

Like Li Minghao, whom she had taken half a year to hook up with, attended a few banquets with, and seen plenty of flattery and bootlicking.

Liu Wan even felt that this was fate. If she had ended up with Mo Xing back then, she would probably have to be frugal and careful with spending. How could that compare to her comfort now?

"Darling, where's my water? I want to drink."

Liu Wan failed to notice the look of pity in the eyes of Ye Ling and the others as they watched her.

On the side, Li Minghao nodded slightly and smiled, looking at Ye Ling and the others with disdain, and took out a shiny gold water bottle from his pocket.

Modigliani, as soon as the bottle ca out, Ye Ling and the others knew what it was, known as the most expensive mineral water in the world.

A 750-milliliter bottle of mineral water costing over three hundred thousand in China, of course, it was just a luxury for so to show off; very few actually drank it.

"Tch, Modigliani, Young Master Mo, I assu you've tasted this kind of water, haven't you?"

Liu Wan sipped a little, suddenly excited, and quickly shook Li Minghao's arm, "Darling! It's so delicious!"

"Of course, in Huaxia, only a few can afford to drink this. We Koreans are the ones who truly deserve to drink this water."

"You could say, this water is made especially for our Korean nation."

Li Minghao said with disdain, Liu Wan's eyes imdiately glittering, "Darling! I must give you a child, and go back to Korea with you."

On the side, the expressions of Ye Ling and the others darkened, and Mo Xing scoffed, "I say, you two, why put on such a posh act? Isn't it just a broken gun and a public bus?"

"Get lost, just looking at you two annoys , the beer I just drank is about to co up, be careful or I might throw up on you, and I can't afford to pay for those expensive rags of yours."