Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Mo Xing curled his lips, feeling wronged himself. If it wasn't for you telling me there was a car tailing us, would I ever do something this embarrassing?

Inside the car, leaning against the door and yawning, Mo Siqing couldn't help shaking her head at the sight of the two clowns in front of her.

"I say, Bro Xing, hubby, shall we get going?" "Can we stop fooling around and quit it? Look at the time."

Mo Siqing gave the two a glance, a pair of monkeys' rescuers, never giving people peace even on a simple trip.

Two luxury cars stopped in the parking lot of Zhongzhou International Hotel ten minutes later. The four of them got out, intending to check in, only to find out there were no rooms available upon inquiring.

The receptionist informed them that the last two rooms had been booked just ten minutes before.

"Mo Xing, I swear I could bite you to death, isn't this mess your doing? If it wasn't for your shenanigans, would we be without a place to stay, you blockhead!"

Ye Ling gritted his teeth angrily. All the delays had been caused by Mo Xing's fiasco with the police cars, otherwise how could they not even find a single room?

"What are you panicking for, there are other hotels around, aren't there? With such a big Bianjing, there are plenty of hotels. It's not like you're forbidden to sleep, why are you freaking out? My sister isn't even worried."

Mo Xing shouted with a dark face, but at that moment, the cashier at the front desk smiled slightly, "Sir, today, ninety-nine percent of the hotels in the city are fully booked. It's peak tourism season, so accommodation is hard to come by."

"Mo Xing, I've come to realize you really are cursed with bad luck."

Mo Xing gave Ye Ling a disdainful look and started to fiddle with his phone sitting on the lobby sofa. Five minutes later, with a proud face, Mo Xing walked over to the others and gestured with his hand.

"See? Got a room booked. The International Hotel, right next to this one, less than five hundred meters away. Let's go."

Hearing Mo Xing say this, Ye Ling was puzzled and scratched his head. He had not seen any tall buildings or any International Hotel within five hundred meters when they arrived.

But who cares? Since they found one, just go with it. The three followed Mo Xing out of the hotel and, following the planned route on the phone's navigation, turned into a narrow alleyway.

"Come on, you can't be serious, there's an International Hotel here?"

Ye Ling was instantly frozen in disbelief, thinking it was a joke to suggest an International Hotel could be hidden here.

Mo Xing just kept his head down, messing with his phone, ignoring Ye Ling's doubts. Three minutes later, the four of them stood dumbfounded next to a small two-story building reminiscent of the architectural style of the 1980s.

Drip, drip, next to the second-floor, rusted and difficult to discern, water continued to tell of its existence with a drip-drip sound.

"So, Mo Xing, I'm impressed. This is the so-called International Hotel you've booked?"

Hearing Ye Ling say this, Mo Xing bit his teeth: "So what if it is? You think you're so rich now that you look down on such an old place?"

"I'll tell you, this is called nostalgia, this is remembering the past. What's wrong with their name? I might as well open an identical hostel in Donghai and name it the Dubai Eight-Star International Hotel. You believe I can make it fully booked every day?"

Hearing Mo Xing's statement, Ye Ling raised his hand: "Alright, alright, I give up, okay? Why don't you use your stubbornness to cover up your mistake, let's get inside, I'm dead tired."

In the dimly lit reception hall, a woman in pajamas with disheveled hair was cracking sunflower seeds, watching the twenty-year-old color TV flickering on and off.

This scene gave them quite a fright; Ye Ling was almost ready to shout, "Halt, evil spirit!" as if he had seen a ghost.

"That was you calling just now, right? Not bad, there are only two rooms left. Thirty a night, fifty for the deposit. The rooms are at the farthest corner, go find them yourselves."

The woman was direct and to the point, leaving the four of them stunned. Mo Xing walked up to the counter, handed over the money, and they all made their way to the so-called 'rooms'.

As soon as they entered the room, Ye Ling was stunned. Damn it, what kind of place was this, some kind of joke? It was eerily similar to the hotel room in Zhou Xingxing's 007 movie.

On a double bed, pillows and blankets were thrown on the floor, and there was even a damp patch on the sheets.

"Honey, I don't mean anything else, and I'm not the kind of person who can't endure hardships. It's just, you know, I have a bit of a cleanliness fetish, and I reckon I might have trouble sleeping in this place."

As she spoke, Mo Siqing pursed her lips and pointed at the mysterious liquid on the bed. They were all adults, and one could easily guess what it was just by using their toes.

"Darling, I might also have trouble sleeping. The key point is, the noise is just too loud."

Ye Ling too twitched the corner of his mouth. Just listen, just listen - the frantic cries of a woman clearly audible from next door, stirring restlessness in the listener.

Mo Siqing gave Ye Ling an exasperated look: "I think we'd better find a different place. Let me state once again, I really don't have high demands regarding the environment, but it should at least be clean, right?"

Ye Ling nodded in agreement, and as the two of them opened the door, Mo Xing and Li Qi walked up to their door, faces slightly flushed, looking at Ye Ling and Mo Siqing as they exited.

The four exchanged glances, then nodded and walked out together, coincidentally making the same surprising choice.

Half an hour later, after searching seven hotels, they finally found a four-star hotel and booked two deluxe suites. Upon entering the rooms, Ye Ling took a deep breath.

"It hasn't been easy, taking a trip feels like trekking a Long March across snowy mountains. So tough."

Ye Ling shook his head while Mo Siqing gave him a glance and then a slight smile, her laugh as beguiling as poppies, fatally charming.

"Alright, we've been busy all day, let's hurry up and shower and hit the hay. I'm tired and need a good night's rest."

"I'll shower first, and remember, don't touch me!"

After saying that, Mo Siqing turned and walked towards the bathroom while Ye Ling lay on the bed, watching the departing figure with a cheeky grin. "'Don't touch you,' is that true or false?"

"Hmm, it seems like when the Monkey King was learning Divine Skills from Patriarch Bodhi, it was the same kind of setup. If it's like the Monkey King's story, wouldn't I be missing out big time?"

"No, no, I can't miss this chance."

"Besides, I'm just taking an honest shower. If she can't resist, that's not on me, haha!"

With that, Ye Ling bolted towards the bathroom, scurrying along merrily.

In another room, Mo Xing was looking at Li Qi, who had just taken a bath, with a wicked smile, and chuckled mischievously: "My dear, your lord husband is going to bestow his favor upon you now."

Li Qi blushed demurely, but as Mo Xing suddenly lunged at her, her expression changed, her eyes glazed with infatuation, and then she lashed out with a kick.

Thump, Mo Xing fell to the ground in pain, wailing dramatically.