This girl indeed had it tough—fatherless since childhood, she was raised by her grandparents.

    A year ago, her grandparents also passed away early, leaving her all alone. After burying her grandparents, she headed north on her own to become a drifter in the city.

    And one can imagine how difficult life is for a drifter in the city; only a few become famous, and among them are Baobao and the Xidan Girl, who are representatives of such.

    But there are many more who''ve faltered and sunk into oblivion, yet this fails to deter countless others who yearn for this potentially shining and passionate career.

    The girl also had a very pleasant name, Yu Rou, a rather rare surname.

    Yu Rou smiled gently, her smile bright and sunny, "Sir, what would you like to hear?"

    "What to hear? How about a song called ''Ordinary Road?''"

    Ye Ling glanced at Ye Wudao and Mo Xing; both nodded in agreement. The more they listened to this song, the better it tasted.

    However, could a delicate woman really sing out the experiences and vicissitudes of life?

    Drip drop, Yu Rou strummed her guitar lightly, and a melodious tune gradually echoed through the air.

    Wandering on the road,

    are you going to leave, viavia?

    Proudly fragile,

    that once was my appearance.

    Seething with unrest,

    where are you heading, viavia?

    Mysterious and silent,

    do you really hear my story?

    I have crossed mountains and seas,

    also through crowds of people.

    I once had everything,

    but in a blink, it all dispersed like smoke.

    I have felt lost, despair, losing all direction,

    until I saw that being ordinary is the only answer.

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    also through crowds of people.

    I once had everything,

    but in a blink, it all dispersed like smoke.

    I have felt lost, despair, losing all direction,

    until I saw that being ordinary is the only answer.

    I have destroyed everything I had,

    wishing to leave forever.

    I once fell into an endless darkness,

    struggling but unable to extricate myself.

    I was once like you, like him, like that wild grass and wildflower,

    desperate yet longing, crying and laughing in ordinariness.

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    I have crossed mountains and seas,

    also through crowds of people.

    I have questioned the entire world,

    As the song "Ordinary Road" came to an end, Ye Ling and the others were still immersed in the melody, only awakening when the last note had faded.

    Incredible, absolutely incredible. A girl''s voice had actually conveyed that indescribable ambiance, that is hope, desire, anticipation for the future, as well as regret.

    To truly perform this song well, one must have gone through certain experiences, must have a story, must have knowledge—it''s simply impossible without any of that.

    Ye Ling burst into laughter, clapping his hands resoundingly. Ye Wudao and Mo Xing also praised enthusiastically—the girl did sing exceptionally well, with a pleasant voice that lingered in the mind.

    "Come, come, another one, it''s delightful, delightful!" Ye Wudao immediately said with a laugh.

    Yu Rou nodded with surprise and delight; twenty per song, and singing one more meant that she could live a bit better, able to buy many things she hadn''t dared to before.

    Just then, from the group of people sitting behind them, one thin as a skeleton stood up: "Brother Wu, this girl is really beautiful!"

    The so-called Brother Wu was startled, then wiped his mouth and smirked: "Tsk tsk, singing so well and looking so beautiful—she''s practically begging me to make a move!"

    With that, Brother Wu walked over to the table where Ye Ling and others were seated, smiled slightly, and looked down on Ye Ling and the other two before dropping a hundred dollars.

    "You three take the money and go sing at a KTV. I''m taking her with me to sing for me."

    As he spoke, Brother Wu smiled at Yu Rou: "Let''s go, beauty, sing for me. If I''m happy, you''ll get your fair share—one thousand per song."

    His words changed Yu Rou''s expression immediately: "I''m sorry, sir, please wait a moment. Also, I charge only twenty per song, no more."

    Brother Wu burst into laughter: "Twenty? That won''t do, it''s not fitting for your voice. Come on, sing for Brother Wu, and if you do well, I''ll push you to become a queen of song!"

    As he said this, Brother Wu reached out and grabbed Yu Rou''s hand. She let out a frightened yelp, struggled free quickly, and a red mark appeared on her wrist as her eyes reddened.

    Ye Ling''s eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled coldly: "Brother, isn''t this a bit too much?"

    "Too much? Oh, what now, you''re going to stand up for her? And who are you calling ''brother''? In Imperial Capital, there are only a few who can call me brother—who do you think you are?"

    Brother Wu sneered, his posse of rich second-generations standing up behind him, all looking menacingly at Ye Ling and the other two.

    Seeing this, Mo Xing and Ye Wudao couldn''t help but laugh—damn, where did this hothead come from, not even recognizing the three of them?

    "Tsk tsk, who are you calling brother? You think you''re worthy of being Brother Wu''s brother?" The thin, stick-like fellow approached, pointing arrogantly at Ye Ling''s head.

    Ye Ling glanced up at him, then abruptly picked up a clay pot from the table and smashed it onto the head of the guy pointing at him. The force was tremendous, shattering the pot on impact.

    "Ah, it''s hot! My head, my head!"

    The skeletal guy, known as Xiao Sun, another pampered rich kid, had never suffered like this before and screamed in agony.

    Brother Wu''s face immediately darkened: "You''ve got some nerve, hitting Xiao Sun. Do you realize, you''ve stirred up a hornet''s nest!"

    Stirred up a hornet''s nest?

    For Ye Ling and Ye Wudao Mo Xing, what would it take to really stir up a hornet''s nest? Unfortunately, beating up a spoiled brat didn''t qualify.

    "I''ll have you know! Xiao Sun''s father is a General! None of you will get away with this, you''re all done for!"

    "Yeah, you''ve really done it now. You''re definitely not getting away with this!"

    The crowd all roared menacingly, and Yu Rou, hearing this, was instantly alarmed. A General''s son immediately made her gasp in fear. Just as she was about to speak, Ye Ling stood up and blocked her.

    "Just the son of a General, and you think hitting him means stirring up a hornet''s nest? Making a mountain out of a molehill!"

    "You''ve got one hour to call whoever you want, be they from the underworld or high society. I''ll be sitting right here waiting for you. And if anyone dares to speak and disturb our meal again, I''ll cripple them."

    As he spoke, Ye Ling patted Yu Rou on the shoulder, signaling her to continue singing, then sat down again and proceeded to drink beer with Ye Wudao.

    Seeing this, the so-called Brother Wu gritted his teeth, a murderous glare in his eyes, and from his pocket, he actually pulled out a knife.

    "Kid! Keep being arrogant! Keep it up, and I swear I''ll stab you to death!"

    Brother Wu snarled with a sinister smile, but pitifully for him, Ye Ling didn''t even bother to look up, continuing to drink his beer.

    "Three seconds—I''m giving you a chance!"

    Ye Ling said indifferently, while Yu Rou next to him didn''t dare even to breathe too loudly, hands trembling—she had never experienced anything like this.

    Brother Wu was stunned as if he had heard the most absurd joke, and he broke into laughter. But suddenly, his eyes widened, and the knife in his hand was gone.

    The knife had appeared in Ye Ling''s hand, and a chill spread through Brother Wu''s body.

    "Don''t mess around! My grandfather is..."

    Brother Wu blurted out the name of a renowned elder, a name powerful enough to intimidate countless high officials and magnates.

    Ye Ling nodded, so this was the grandson of that prominent figure—indeed someone capable of throwing his weight around in the city, but of no consequence to himself.

    "Kneel and apologize, or I''ll take action myself!"

    Ye Ling said slowly, lifting his drink for another sip, as composed as ever as if he hadn''t heard Brother Wu''s name at all.