Chapter 1133: Chapter 84: He Doesn’t Seem to Be Acting at All

A bald, fair-skinned man without a beard walked in from outside, wearing ordinary women’s clothes.

The style was quite eye-catching but must have been done out of necessity.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t know who Ono Taro was, but he had heard of Fusang’s National Salvation Warriors Association.

This hidden society was a gathering of various skilled humanoid creatures, including Fusang’s old nobles, wandering samurai, ninja, Blood Cup Sect, Grey Hall Luo Guanyin Followers, pirates…

To sum up, there was a common name for them, which could be referred to as “Wokou Pirates.”

The main characteristic of this organization was “incompetence.”

They were incompetent with an overwhelming desire to stir up trouble, but they were not skilled enough and often got used by others, turning their mischief into a joke.

The last time Wang Yunxiao saw them, there wasn’t even a single person left breathing, only a field of corpses, not even knowing who had killed them, adding a lot of work for the Seaside District’s police precinct.

But this organization had another trait—the centipede dies but never falls apart.

On one hand, their incompetence never reached the level that warranted focused attention by the Special Service Bureau. Or maybe they broke a nest, but these people couldn’t even find where the nest was.

On the other hand, they were influenced by the Ming Country’s new government’s push for reform, which cracked down and abolished many grey industries along the mainland coast and Fusang, resulting in arrests or escapes, with some ending up in groups like the National Salvation Warriors Association.

In short, these people didn’t pose a major security threat or meet the criteria for handling special affairs, only contributing to a social security issue. The Tianmen City police force couldn’t extend quickly beyond the coast nor easily conduct cross-regional cases, hence leaving them room to survive.

Ono Taro’s attire clearly aimed to hide his movements.

As a leading figure of the National Salvation Warriors Association and surviving till now, he certainly didn’t care about dignity.

What’s most important was evading the Governmental Office’s surveillance before considering anything else.

“I thought all the Hattori family members were dead.”

Ono Taro stood at the door, glaring coldly at Yan Yu’an, saying in a chill tone, “Boy, didn’t your elders teach you manners? Shouldn’t you report your name to your seniors?”

“Back when the Hattori family was betrayed, under the Ming Country Navy’s encirclement, they almost perished entirely, with assets and women taken by scoundrels like you. Now you dare to act like seniors in front of me?”

Yan Yu’an’s presence wasn’t inferior and even turned the situation around.

“What’s past is past; what do you want now?”

Ono Taro remained unfazed and ignored the topic of seniors.

Yan Yu’an slammed the Hook Jade onto the table: “What else? I only want what’s rightfully ours.”

“Okay, but you must convince the woman from the Yagyu Family.”

“Oh? Isn’t she your daughter?”

“Hahaha, of course she is my daughter, but unfortunately, she’s an unfilial daughter!”

Ono Taro laughed heartily.

“Nonsense!”

Yagyu Junko’s eyes blazed: “My mother said I have no blood relation to you!”

“Do you not know what kind of person your mother is? Back when I dominated the world, she brought you to acknowledge me. Later, when I declined, she found some wandering martial artist… whenever needed, you could be anyone’s daughter.”

Ono Taro put away his smile, speaking solemnly: “If you can manage your Hattori family’s Fire Jade and their Yagyu Family Water Jade, along with one hundred and eight swordsmen, you may attend the sacrificial ceremony!”

“Are you dreaming?”

Yan Yu’an showed a wicked, defiant smile: “Do you think I’m a clueless fool? Without both families’ Hook Jade, what can you summon? How about a different condition—tell me the sacrificial location, and I’ll naturally bring Miss Yagyu there. In exchange, I’ll allow you to leave the Liusheng Dojo alive, how about it?”

Ono Taro remained silent for a moment, then shook his head: “We need enough offerings.”

“Didn’t you get enough offerings from Sea Monk?”

“Ordinary people won’t do; at least sixty-four swordsmen.”

“Eight.”

“Why bargain for the Yagyu Family? These swordsmen are merely their goods.”

“Miss Yagyu is still unmarried; perhaps one day we’ll do business with your Hattori family.”

“Hahaha! I see, then it’s settled!”

Ono Taro’s turn of face was as quick as flipping a book; seeing things were not favorable, he promptly conceded.

“Time and location.”

“You’ll know when the time comes.”

“I can’t wait till then.”

Yan Yu’an glanced at Han Bin: “If you don’t tell the truth today and try to step out of this yard, I’ll have Mr. Kuroda twist your head off, clean it to hold wine!”

Ono Taro was about to retreat when Han Bin’s cold glance gave him chills, making his scalp tingle. He quickly said: “The place is the old one, you should know without me saying. Originally searching for your family’s Hook Jade would take effort, but since you’ve appeared yourself, let’s set the time three days from now! Don’t bring anyone unrelated then.”

Yan Yu’an impatiently waved him off. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned to run.

“Arrogant at first, humble later—laughable when considering.”

Yan Yu’an turned back to look at Yagyu Junko: “Do you know why Mr. Ono’s attitude changed so much? He initially thought I was impersonating a fraud. Miss Yagyu, surely you’re not still doubting our identities, are you?”

“No.”

Yagyu Junko resignedly nodded: “I’m not a woman ignorant of current affairs; please let this brave man go so I can fetch my family’s Hook Jade.”

“Go ahead.”

Yan Yu’an nodded at Wang Yunxiao: “Mr. Aoki, follow her, and if she tries anything clever, dispose of her.”

“Yes!”

Wang Yunxiao didn’t know how long this drama would last, reluctantly letting go of the young unmarried mother, grabbing her katana, and following her out of the courtyard.

In the corridor, hearing movement, the alerted young female swordsmen angrily glared at the man who insulted their Family Head, but their bamboo swords made their rage appear childish, even a bit cute.

In Wang Yunxiao’s eyes, they looked like a bunch of ruffled Hakimi.

Yagyu Junko quietly quickened her pace, reached the corner, and suddenly shouted, “Stop him!”

The prepared young female swordsmen swarmed forward, blocking Wang Yunxiao’s path.

Yagyu Junko threw off her wooden clogs, darted quickly, rushed through the hall and alleys into her bedroom, grabbed the phone, and dialed rapidly.

“Hello! Is this the Special Service Section? This is Liusheng Dojo! I need to report an incident!”