Urban Banished Immortal

Chapter 175 - 175 175 Xiao Jie hangs up on Mo Huasongs phone

?Chapter 175: Chapter 175 Xiao Jie hangs up on Mo Huasong’s phone call_1 Chapter 175: Chapter 175 Xiao Jie hangs up on Mo Huasong’s phone call_1 “What? Fire Spirit, you brat, you should be calling me big sister, know that?” Sword Spirit became angry.

“In your dreams.” Fire Spirit rebutted defiantly.

Mo Huasong was infuriated by their argument: “What are you two bickering about?”

Sword Spirit and Fire Spirit silenced, hiding in fright due to their master’s anger.

Mo Huasong decided to continue calling Xiao Jie.

This time, Xiao Jie picked up, asking with a cold, detached voice, “Who is this?”

Asking who he was? Mo Huasong’s face darkened with rage. “This is Mo Huasong,” he bellowed.

This Xiao Jie, she seemed not to recognize his phone number any more, he was nearly angry to death.

“Oh, it’s Young Master Mo. What’s the matter?” Xiao Jie’s indifferent response sent chills down his spine.

Mo Huasong felt like he was about to explode, he really wanted to hang up.

However, thinking of his promise to Su Weidong, he swallowed his anger saying, “Xiao Jie, I need some VIP tickets to your concert tomorrow, preferably the front row ones.”

Mo Huasong was thinking if Mu En would want any, seeming as he was trying to get into Xi Sisi’s good books.

“No.” And with that, Xiao Jie hung up.

“What? Xiao Jie dared to hang up on me?” Mo Huasong raged, hateful to the point of jumping up, his True Qi pouring out in fury and transforming into Black Ghost Fire, which incinerated the yellow pears in front of him to ashes.

“Damn, take it out on me just because you’re angry?” Fire Spirit grumbled from within.

Sword Spirit tried to comfort him, “Fire Spirit, keep your words to yourself, or our master may ask you to burn down the whole building.”

Sword Spirit knew why Mo Huasong was so angry. He was full of himself, especially when dealing with women. Only he could hang up on women, and command women around. Women would carry out his orders instantly.

Now Xiao Jie, she didn’t follow his orders and hung up on him, how could this not infuriate him?

“I’m pissed.” Mo Huasong really smacked his palm against the table, sending the Black Ghost Fire towards the furniture in front of him.

But, with Sword Spirit’s hint, Fire Spirit merely flew over, without burning anything. It was more like warming up the furniture a bit.

Mo Huasong thundered, “Fire Spirit, are you looking for a death wish?”

“No, no sir, it was Sword Spirit who told me to do so, you should be scolding her, not me.” Fire Spirit answered nervously.

“Fire Spirit, find some backbone, alright?” Sword Spirit fumed as she heard this.

“Backbone? You encouraged me to do this, and then I got scolded by the master, and you are still giving me a lecture about backbone?” Fire Spirit spat back, shamelessly.

Listening to Fire Spirit and Sword Spirit’s quarrel, Mo Huasong calmed down, and ceased to take out his anger on his house.

After all, the house belonged to him, and if he burned it down, the loss would be his own.

The yellow pearwood furniture he just burned cost at least several hundred thousand.

Mo Huasong decided to call Xiao Jie again.

This time he was not hung-up on, and it was Xiao Jie who answered, “What do you want again? I love money and I’m busy making a lot now.”

“You, you–” Mo Huasong was once again left speechless.

Suddenly, Mo Huasong heard a man speaking to Xiao Jie in a gentle voice, seemingly inviting her for a meal. This instantly flared up his anger again.

“That’s it for now.” Xiao Jie hung up again.

“Wow, Xiao Jie really is powerful, hanging up twice on master, totally compromising his dignity.” Fire Spirit added fuel to the fire with his comment.

“Fire Spirit, no one will think you’re mute if you don’t speak,” Sword Spirit snapped.

Fire Spirit stopped talking, just gloating in anticipation of Mo Huasong’s anger.

However, Mo Huasong just laughed and said, “What are you two blabbering about? Do you think I care about Xiao Jie? I could never be interested in her. I’m going to call He Lin, she’s seems to be managing the concert.”

With that, Mo Huasong made a call to He Lin.

“Oh? Huasong, you’re free now?” When He Lin saw Mo Huasong was calling, she asked with a smile.

“Indeed. He Lin, do you have any tickets for Xiao Jie’s concert tomorrow?” Mo Huasong asked.

“There were a few left this morning. I wanted to call and ask if you wanted them, but you didn’t pick up, so I thought you were busy and gave them to my colleagues.” He Lin replied.

Xiao Jie’s popularity was at its peak, the tickets had sold out early, so He Lin’s cultural company made a lot of money this time.

“Forget it then.” Seeing that He Lin also had none, Mo Huasong gave up.

“Huasong, did you want to go to Xiao Jie’s concert?” He Lin inquired.

Mo Huasong promptly shook his head: “No, why would I want to listen to her sing? I was just saying.”

After hanging up, he thought he hadn’t seen Su Weidong for a few days and wondered how his cultivation was doing, so he headed to the garage.

There were two cars left in the garage, so Mo Huasong took a Rolls-Royce off-road vehicle.

As Mo Huasong approached the gate of his residential complex, a man was frantically waving to him.

Mo Huasong recognized him as Feng Xuecheng.

Mo Huasong stopped the car, and Feng Xuecheng immediately bounded over, excitedly looking at the car and shouting, “Wow, it’s a limited edition Rolls-Royce Cullinan SUV! Monied people won’t even be able to buy it!”

“This must be a rich guy,” he thought to himself, “I want to bow down to him and call him boss. This car must have cost a billion.”

Feng Xuecheng excitedly ran over to see which wealthy person was driving.

As Mo Huasong rolled down the car window, Feng Xuecheng was stunned: “Swindler, how can it be you?”

Feng Xuecheng turned green. He used to say that Mo Huasong was a penniless swindler. Now that Mo Huasong was driving such a luxury car, he felt an instant and direct slap in his face.

“Mr. Mo, good day.” The security guards saw Mo Huasong and immediately came over to salute him respectfully, daring not to even take a breath.

“Step away, idiot, be careful not to scratch my car.” Mo Huasong looked at Feng Xuecheng contemptuously and then drove away.

“Just because you have money, does that make you great? Damn it.” Feng Xuecheng jumped up in anger.

The security guards secretly broke out in sweat. Just now Feng Xuecheng was telling them how rich and great he was.

Just as the security guards were about to leave, Feng Xuecheng grabbed one by the arm quickly, “Hey, guard, who is that Mr. Mo really? He claimed to be the master of Xianhe Number One before.”

“Mr. Mo is indeed the master of Xianhe Number One, you better be careful with your words, or you won’t even know how you died.” Seeing that Feng Xuecheng had just cursed Mo Huasong, the guard got scared and hurriedly walked away.

The Lin family had warned not to offend Mr. Mo, or it would be a fatal mistake.

They couldn’t care less, Mo Huasong simply drove straight to Zhanhai University.

This time he didn’t encounter Pang Xiaopei, saving him from a lot of trouble.

Outside the Chinese department building, Jia Weiqiang was showing off his BMW X5 to the other students, saying, “Look at this, this is a BMW 5, very powerful and more than a million.”