CHAPTER 322: CHAPTER 322: THIS IS OUR GREAT CITY LORD 1

Given Si Mingjing’s understanding of Mo Yinhe, he would never agree. As she pondered how to make Mo Yinhe relent, she received another call from Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan’s voice was cold, his tone harsh. "You’re really crazy! He actually agreed to let you go! Is a child that important to you both? It’s not even biologically yours!"

Si Mingjing’s phoenix eyes lifted slightly with unexpected delight.

"He agreed?"

Ye Qinghan felt a sense of gratitude towards Si Mingjing. He didn’t want her to take such a risk. If it were his woman, he would break her legs rather than agree!Ye Qinghan seriously doubted whether Si Mingjing held any real significance in Mo Yinhe’s heart!

"You both are lunatics. Since you insist on courting death, I won’t stop you. Let me tell you about Mengcheng."

Ye Qinghan explained that Mengcheng was located between Atlantis and Gendaya Country. It didn’t belong to any undersea nation and was considered an autonomous region. For many years, it had been a hotly contested territory between Atlantis and Gendaya Country.

This was a historical issue. Both Atlantis and Gendaya Country claimed Mengcheng as their territory, and neither was willing to concede.

Gendaya Country was merely a lackey of the Mu Continent, which had always used Mengcheng to encourage Gendaya Country to contest Atlantis’s territorial rights over it.

Reportedly, Mengcheng was originally a colony of Gendaya Country, a Pearl Mining Base.

The people living in that Pearl Mining Base at the time were slaves transported from various places, solely dedicated to the arduous work of pearl mining. Their lives were incredibly harsh.

Later, a private army named ’Beyond Hell’ conquered the Pearl Mining Base. They proactively abolished slavery, liberating the slaves to regain their freedom and allowing them to go their separate ways.

However, the liberated slaves were grateful to the leader of the ’Beyond Hell’ army and did not wish to leave. Instead, they willingly pledged their loyalty, supported him in becoming the City Lord, and settled down. Gradually, the Pearl Mining Base developed into a city-state.

The City Lord implemented a series of excellent policies to ensure the state’s peace and stability. Subsequently, an increasing number of merchants came to Mengcheng to trade pearls, and more people chose to settle there.

Thus, Mengcheng came into existence.

Now, Mengcheng had become a thriving undersea metropolis with free trade—a coveted prize that both Gendaya Country and Atlantis wanted to seize.

Si Mingjing listened patiently to Ye Qinghan’s explanation. Yet she couldn’t see how this related to the tomb, which was said to allow entry but no exit.

She was more interested in the crucial point: "Whose tomb is the undersea tomb in Mengcheng?"

Here came the important part.

Ye Qinghan said, "It’s the tomb of the leader of the ’Beyond Hell’ army, who was also Mengcheng’s former City Lord. The people of Mengcheng loved him; he was the embodiment of their faith. There is a saying among the people of Mengcheng: ’Whoever defiles our faith, we will annihilate their entire family!’

"Over the years, neither Atlantis nor Gendaya Country has been able to reclaim Mengcheng. This is because of the profound faith the people of Mengcheng have in this City Lord, making them unwilling to submit to any country, let alone desecrate his tomb! Therefore, I urge you to think very carefully before you act."

Si Mingjing was resolute. "I must get the Dragon Algae."

Ye Qinghan stopped trying to dissuade her and told Si Mingjing everything he knew.

"After the City Lord of Mengcheng died, there has never been another City Lord, only an acting City Lord. If you want to enter the tomb, the only shortcut might be to get the approval of this acting City Lord. Your luck isn’t too bad. Mr. Zhu mentioned that the acting City Lord has recently fallen seriously ill. Despite consulting numerous renowned doctors, he hasn’t been cured, and his condition is reportedly worsening. Perhaps this is an opportunity."

Hearing this, Si Mingjing pursed her lips into a smile. "My luck has always been consistently good. Please ask Mr. Zhu to arrange an introduction for me; I intend to treat the acting City Lord."

Ye Qinghan didn’t approve of her taking such a risk. He huffed heavily and hung up the phone. Then, he called Mr. Zhu to ask for his help with the introduction.

「The next day.」

Si Mingjing arrived at Mengcheng aboard a flying saucer-shaped aircraft, which landed at Mengcheng’s large undersea dock.

The Undersea World’s dock, dedicated to submarines, resembled a terrestrial airport. It was a vast area where various types of submarines and aircraft capable of underwater flight were parked, bustling with heavy traffic. Undersea residents also used the dock to travel by submarine to other undersea cities for various purposes.

Stepping out of the flying saucer-shaped aircraft, Si Mingjing walked directly into a glass corridor connected to the dock’s main hall, similar to a jet bridge. Outside the glass corridor, corals and various colorful marine creatures could be seen swimming about.

Passing through the jet bridge, she entered the waiting hall, which was not much different from an airport waiting hall on land.

Mr. Zhu stood at the exit, holding up a sign with "Si Mingjing" written on it.

Flanked by Fengjue and more than a dozen bodyguards, Si Mingjing immediately spotted Mr. Zhu holding the name sign.

Fengjue strode over to make contact with Mr. Zhu.

After a brief discussion, they boarded a small Undersea World submarine that Mr. Zhu had prepared in advance, left the undersea dock, and checked into an opulent undersea hotel.

Mr. Zhu was a portly man of about forty, the highly respected president of the Pearl Merchant Association. He was exceptionally capable and resourceful, adept at handling all matters smoothly, and he had arranged everything perfectly for them.

Once Si Mingjing had settled in, Mr. Zhu used his connections to introduce her to someone: the butler of the acting City Lord’s residence.

His surname was Yang, and he was referred to as Butler Yang.

President Zhu was quite eloquent and clearly had his own agenda. "Butler Yang, this is Miss Si. She is the renowned doctor I mentioned. She’s very famous on land, and it took considerable effort to invite her here to treat the acting City Lord. I’ll leave her in your care."

Upon seeing Si Mingjing, Butler Yang couldn’t help but frown. President Zhu had praised her to the skies, but she turned out to be a young girl who seemed to lack any qualifications. Was her medical skill really that remarkable?

"President Zhu, are you kidding me? You claim she’s a renowned doctor; do you expect me to believe that? Even if you’re trying to curry favor with the acting City Lord, you should at least put in some effort and find a respected, well-known physician. How can I possibly present someone like her at the City Lord’s Mansion?"

Butler Yang said irritably, "Countless people recommend doctors to the acting City Lord every day. We’ve seen one after another, yet his fainting spells haven’t lessened; in fact, they’ve worsened. If I introduce another incompetent one this time, I’ll be the one to suffer. Are you trying to set me up?"

President Zhu discreetly handed Butler Yang a thick red envelope, repeatedly assuring him, "Butler Yang, please, just trust me this once. If the acting City Lord is cured, you’ll be the one who brought her. He will certainly remember your contribution, won’t he?"

Butler Yang, eyeing the money, thought to himself, I’ll just take her to see the acting City Lord. If she can’t cure him, then that’s President Zhu’s responsibility.