Chapter 507: Strange Enemy

Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

“Luo Ying?” Xu Yuehua didn’t know what Ye Mo meant.

Ye Mo looked at the photo carefully, ignoring the escaped Northern Sand member. He noticed a slim figure in one corner—Luo Susu.

Ye Mo’s mind wandered to the desert, under the searing sun, to the yellow-dressed goddess who seemed otherworldly.

Seeing Ye Mo lost in thought, Xu Yuehua remained silent, waiting patiently. She assumed he was reminiscing.

“Sister Yuehua, do you know where this photo was taken?” Ye Mo breathed heavily. The photo was two months old, and finding her might be impossible, but he had to check.

Xu Yuehua shook her head. “We found it on the Northern Sand member. We don’t know the location.”

Ye Mo nodded. “Okay, thank you, Sister Yuehua. Stay alert regarding Northern Sand, but focus on building the city. We must build our own city.”

Xu Yuehua said, “President Ye, our current power comes from Gui Lin, but our construction needs exceed the supply. If we want Flowing Snake to be our own, we can’t rely so heavily on others.”

Ye Mo hadn’t considered this. Reliance on others created conflict and limitations.

Immediately, he said, “We’ll recruit more technical personnel and develop our own civilian facilities. We must control everything.”

“But our funds…” Xu Yuehua worried. Luo Yue’s earnings were substantial, but their expenses were higher.

Funds were a problem. Ye Mo frowned. “I’ll handle the funds; you begin the process.”

After Xu Yuehua left, Ye Mo considered how to earn money. He had face-preserving pills and luminous pearls, but these were unique, one-time sales. A regular auction wouldn’t yield much. That face-preserving pill only sold for 100 million with Mo Hai’s help—far from satisfactory. He needed to contact the space organization from the Xi Xia Temple; only they could offer a higher price.

Just then, Ye Ling rushed in, red-eyed and clearly distressed.

“Brother, something happened to Second Brother. He disappeared last night. Someone sent a letter to Flowing Snake this morning, saying it’s related to him.” Ye Ling handed Ye Mo the letter.

Was his name not big enough? Someone dared touch Ye Zifeng? Ye Mo considered Ye Ling and Ye Zifeng his siblings. Anyone harming Ye Zifeng would face his wrath.

He was also displeased with Tan Jiao and Luan Qingfeng. He’d allowed Tan Jiao to live because they agreed to protect the Ye family, yet Ye Zifeng was abducted.

“Don’t worry, let me see,” Ye Mo comforted her and opened the letter.

The letter was excessively polite.

“Mr. Ye Mo, we’ve heard of your reputation, and if possible, we wouldn’t want to cause any misunderstandings. Therefore, we took your brother instead of your sister. Please understand.

Ye Zifeng is well treated. We won’t mistreat him. We need to discuss some matters personally, but lacking other options, we used this method. Please come to the Otherworldly Entertainment Center in Luo Cang City within three days.”

No time, person, or reason was given, only the location.

Ye Mo recognized Otherworldly Entertainment—Metal River’s headquarters. Why Luo Cang City? This was clearly related to him, Ye Zifeng being collateral. Who had he offended? He’d killed everyone he’d offended. Even those who might scheme against him wouldn’t dare touch his family.

“Ye Ling, don’t worry. If you have time, learn chi cultivation with Qingxue.” Ye Mo patted her shoulder.

This incident confirmed his need for his own land and secure base. As long as there were benefits, people would target him.

Ning Qingxue had also heard the news. He wasn’t worried; she was at peak Stage 2 and had learned fireball magic.

“Qingxue, I’ll leave things here to you. I’ll bring Zifeng back,” Ye Mo said, standing.

Abducting Ye Zifeng was a declaration of war, regardless of their politeness.

They had many ways to contact him, yet chose this.

He’d planned to stay at Flowing Snake with Qingxue and earn money, but this happened. He was furious. There was no end to it.

He couldn’t even have peace. For the first time, Ye Mo felt that despite the many around him, only Xu Yuehua, Yu Miaodan, and a few others were truly capable.

His men lacked power. Even Qian Longtou, a feared mafia boss, held influence wherever he went.

Was he too kind? He needed to arm his men, to build his own army and stronger power.

“Perhaps I should go to Sai Na when I’m free. Storing an army there would be a good idea,” Ye Mo murmured.

He stood, resolute. Building his own army and city was difficult, but he’d made his decision.

He wouldn’t allow others to control the fate of his followers.

…

Luo Cang.

Otherworldly Entertainment was grander than before.

Ye Mo entered, and a pretty waitress approached. “Are you Mr. Ye?”

Ye Mo nodded.

“Please follow me, Mr. Ye.” Her politeness suggested she’d been waiting.

“Lead the way.” Ye Mo’s tone was calm. His spirit sense had already scanned the thirty people at the top; Ye Zifeng wasn’t there.

The waitress took Ye Mo to a special elevator, stopping at the top. Two men in black waited, gesturing him inside.

Ye Mo casually scanned the room—around 200 square meters. Twenty-three men in black stood, seemingly empty-handed, but he knew each carried a gun.