Chapter 506: Seeing Luo Ying Again? Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

“But there shouldn’t be any other forces intervening,” Youjin said.

Hai Modan shook his head. “That’s not what I mean. Although there’s no clear statement saying who Flowing Snake belongs to, everyone agrees it’s our land. I’m worried that if Ye Mo really is a wizard, then no matter how strong our armies are, he can just kill our commanders. How are we going to fight that?”

Mohanse said contemptuously, “If he’s really that strong, shouldn’t he be here now? Didn’t he make Maisa tell us he was coming tonight? Then how come I don’t see him—”

No one agreed with Mohanse, and he stopped mid-sentence. Suddenly, an extra person appeared in the room. Everyone stared, unsure where he’d come from.

Ye Mo had arrived, but understanding nothing, he started to leave.

“He—He’s the president of Luo Yue! So he’s really a wizard; he really came!” Maisa screamed.

Hearing this, the guards at the door rushed in, but Ye Mo threw two fireballs, reducing them to dust.

He found a seat, sat down, and said, “Maisa, you didn’t take my words seriously. There’s little time left of the 24-hour deadline. If you don’t act soon, don’t blame me. I will kill you all, then your army. I’ll kill every living thing.”

Everyone realized Maisa’s words weren’t nonsense. He reacted first, translating Ye Mo’s words.

Hai Modan and Youjin’s faces paled; even Mohanse was speechless. They were sure Ye Mo was a wizard, a powerful one, like those from legends who could curse entire countries.

“We agree, we agree,” Hai Modan nodded repeatedly, regretting his greed. They’d offended a wizard. Lu Se had been an imperial state just over ten years ago, becoming a democracy recently, making Hai Modan more powerful than other presidents.

“Our president agrees—our army will retreat immediately. Please rest assured,” Maisa nodded frantically.

Ye Mo knew they wouldn’t dare refuse, but he hadn’t expected it to be this easy. He hadn’t anticipated their belief in his all-powerful wizardry.

Since they’d agreed, Ye Mo didn’t need to kill anyone. He looked at Maisa and said, “Do I still need to take Luo Yue?”

“No, no, we’ll immediately give you governing rights over Flowing Snake!” Maisa answered without consulting the president.

This was too simple. Ye Mo had planned to kill one or two higher-ups, but they’d already agreed without him asking.

“Sign this territorial sale agreement and send it to Flowing Snake by tomorrow.” Ye Mo dropped an agreement on the ground, then invisibly departed through the window, adding a touch of theatrics; he needed to instill fear. People fear the incomprehensible.

The four watched Ye Mo vanish and looked at each other. Silence reigned for ten minutes. If not for the agreement, they would have thought it an illusion.

…

In her subconscious, Ning Qingxue felt embraced. Shocked, the familiar scent revealed Ye Mo’s return. Joyfully, she nestled closer.

Ye Mo used calming chants to compose himself, sighing. After the Song Yangzhu incident, his resistance to such things seemed lowered.

…

The next morning, while Ye Mo was with Ning Qingxue, her phone rang. It was Yu Miaodan.

Entering the meeting room, Ye Mo found almost everyone present except him and Ning Qingxue. Ye Mo didn’t mind, but Ning Qingxue’s face burned crimson.

Yu Miaodan placed a document before Ye Mo. “Lu Se ceded Flowing Snake freely and sent this agreement this morning. They made no requests.”

Ye Mo smiled; this was expected. Wasn’t he too kind? A more ruthless person might have made Lu Se pay compensation.

As Yu Miaodan finished, Xu Yuehua stood. “This morning, I received more news. Vietnam also offered the Flowing Snake territory, but with conditions. An entrepreneur wants to invest, requesting tax-free privileges, easy passage, and an outlet in Vietnam.”

Ye Mo nodded. “Good news. We’ll agree to Vietnam’s conditions. An outlet there matters little to us.”

Ye Mo left Xu Yuehua to handle city building. Once his power reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he’d erect a formation, making it the world’s strongest fortress.

After the meeting, everyone returned to work, and Flowing Snake buzzed with activity.

Ye Mo wanted to find Feng Wu; the planning was mostly done. He needed to ask about the spirit well and crystals. He could enhance his power, then perhaps visit the inner hidden sects for more herbs. After Ren Pingchuan’s power display, Ye Mo was wary of casual entry into the sects.

“Sister Yuehua, something?” Ye Mo asked, noticing Xu Yuehua hadn’t left.

Xu Yuehua nodded cautiously. “Last time, you told me to investigate Northern Sand. Our men reported news from Vietnam today.”

Ye Mo was excited.

Xu Yuehua produced a letter. “Northern Sand seems to have lost something important, and the responsible member escaped. They’re searching for him. I have a picture.”

Xu Yuehua gave Ye Mo the letter.

Ye Mo praised, “Your men are excellent, even getting a picture.”

Xu Yuehua smiled. “It was luck. We didn’t take it; they found a dying, heavily injured Northern Sand member.”

‘Technical personnel escaped?’ Ye Mo thought of the Space Flower blueprint. If this man was responsible, and Ye Mo found him… he quickly opened the envelope.

Inside were blurry photos.

“Luo Ying?” Ye Mo stared, recognizing a figure in the crowd.