Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Shenfeng's laughter abruptly ended.

Feeling like he, the esteemed Director of the Bureau of Superpowers, was smiling apologetically for nothing when he was just being toyed with?

"Ye Ling, you should be aware that if they make any suspicious moves, Donghai City might descend into chaos, and that group of people is very powerful, ordinary superpowered individuals can't suppress them."

After listening, Ye Ling just dug at his ear: "What's it got to do with me?"

"Would they dare to trouble me?"

"If they dare to come, this young master will slap them to death," Ye Ling arrogantly declared.

Shenfeng was stunned and immediately became anxious, "Yes, Ye Ling, your cultivation is strong, but just because you're strong doesn't mean everyone else is too, like the ordinary citizens?"

"Don't give me that official talk, what's it to the ordinary citizens."

"Besides, isn't the Bureau of Superpowers supposed to do something about it?"

What is the Bureau of Superpowers for, if not to maintain the country from domestic and foreign superpower invasions, right?

"Ye Ling! They are all very powerful, and even the Bureau of Superpowers isn't confident we can fully control the situation. You're a dignified citizen of the country, you should have patriotic sentiments!" Shenfeng quickly tried to put a heavy label on him.

Ye Ling immediately gestured with his hands: "Stop, don't label me with anything, I don't buy into that. When the country really needs me, rest assured, I'll definitely be at the forefront."

"I can see you're not well-intentioned. You also know that group is powerful. With a family to protect, what should I do if I provoke them and they take it out on my whole family?"

"You're clearly setting me up, oh wait, setting your brother-in-law up," Ye Ling corrected himself after a slip of the tongue.

"Moreover, when the country needs me, I must step up, but what about when I need the country?"

"When I was being bullied by a bunch of rich second generations, where was anyone to stand up for me?"

"If I kill them, I have to serve jail time, if I don't fight back, I'll be bullied, how is this fair?"

Ye Ling felt anxious at these thoughts. What's the meaning of this? When you need me, I have to lay down my life for you, but when you don't, you discard me like a piss pot?

Shenfeng's face turned somewhat unpleasant. He obviously knew about these issues, but this country that had risen not more than a few decades ago had already become a miracle.

Under this miracle, naturally, some not so good phenomena would arise, which were understandable, of course, understanding in the sense of national righteousness.

If you talk to a beggar about national righteousness, do you think he'd spare you a thought?

He can't even get enough food, he doesn't care about your so-called righteousness. Of course, these days beggars seem to be richer than some white-collar workers, but these are only exceptional cases derived from the not so good phenomena.

"Ye Ling, with your current strength, to put it bluntly, you're almost invincible in the secular world."

"But you still need to live in the secular world, and I think at this time a special status might bring you a lot of conveniences, don't you think?"

"With your cultivation, as long as you can take action when the country needs you, I can petition my superiors, my direct leader, to apply for a special status for you."

Hearing this, Ye Ling's interest was piqued, and with a grin, he asked, "Is it like those in the novels? Where I can kill without being held accountable, and everyone trembles at the sight of me?"

Three black lines suddenly appeared on Shenfeng's forehead. Alright, you're too invincible.

"Ye Ling, stop reading novels all the time, okay? But let me tell you, what you're talking about is nearly the same as what I'm offering. However, there's a limit to everything; the state will never allow any organization or individual to be above the country," Shenfeng said seriously.

In ancient times, the taboo against martial experts still exists today. Why, despite the countless powerful Martial Artists in another space within the Divine Dragon, the great country remains unshakable—there are certain reasons for that.

Even if you're a martial artist, can you be stronger than a nuclear bomb?

Stronger still, can you withstand the attack of hundreds of Houtian experts?

Humans, no matter how strong, have their limits. Failing to become immortals, they remain mortals, ultimately not daring to claim invincibility.

"Let's wait for you to get this so-called privilege approval before we talk, I don't hawk without seeing the rabbit," said Ye Ling, grinning broadly.

In fact, even if Shenfeng didn't promise anything, when he truly needed Ye Ling, Ye Ling would definitely step forward, not for any other reason but because how could he not, when Shenfeng was his own cheap older cousin.

What's more, the big tomb was right under his old home. In the mind of Ye Ling, who was quite selfish, that naturally became his possession.

Anyone who dared to covet his possession was a reactionary, and deserved a beating.

"All right! Rest assured, Ye Ling, I will definitely secure an ideal status for you." Shenfeng was visibly delighted, his gaze brightening considerably as he looked at Ye Ling.

This was a supreme fighter, something money couldn't buy, and at this moment, Shenfeng suddenly found Ye Ling much more appealing.

"Hehe, Yue Xin, does your family know? I think Ye Ling is pretty decent," he said.

"Not only does he look handsome, but he also has a good temper, and most importantly, he has a sense of responsibility. Of course, the most important thing is that he's good to you, Yue Xin. I think he's quite suitable." Continue your adventure with empire

As Shenfeng spoke, he winked at Ye Ling a few times, with a clear message: "Look at how I'm talking you up. You won't lose out. With me, your big cousin, vouching for you, you can rest easy."

Ye Ling watched Shenfeng's pretentious act and felt a wave of nausea. Shameless guy, how did you even become the head of the Bureau of Superpowers?

"By the way, cousin, are you planning to go to the Director to get Ye Ling's status?" Shen Yuexin suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling was immediately startled. Wait, wasn't Shenfeng the Director?

"Shenfeng, aren't you the Director?" Ye Ling asked, puzzled.

Shenfeng nodded: "Yes, the Deputy Director, what about it? I'm the most powerful right under the Director, hehe, jealous, aren't you?"

"Jealous of your sister! You're just a mere Deputy Director and you're blabbering nonsense to me here? I thought you had a lot of power, but it turns out you're just a Deputy Director."

"Oh my, the way you acted, I really thought you were the Director. Speaking with such authority, yet another pest of bureaucratic favoritism."

Shenfeng's expression instantly darkened, as if he had been kicked hard by a donkey.

"Don't talk nonsense, Ye Ling. The position of Bureau of Superpowers Director is just a title. The head of state personally holds the position of Director and doesn't manage or take part in the daily operations of the Bureau. So, my Deputy Director position is equivalent to being the Director."

"Moreover, let me tell you, the position of Deputy Director of the Bureau of Superpowers is a high one. Even our Donghai City's Secretary Mo might not necessarily have more power than your cousin."

With these words from Shen Yuexin, Shenfeng proudly raised his head.

See that? That's how awesome I am, commanding respect despite my young age, already on par with the big shots.

Ye Ling pursed his lips, another bragger. Of course, the status of a special institution like this was high, but to really compare with Secretary Mo? Tsk, no comparison.

"Okay, okay, scram now, come find me again when things are done," Ye Ling dismissed impatiently.

Shenfeng pouted: "I'm just bumming a meal."

Everyone nearly fell over, shocked by Shenfeng's words. Are you the Director or just incredibly shameless?