Mikami Manor.
Family Council Office.
A white-haired couple sat at the top of the long marble table.
The man's name is Yue Huaye. He is already 150 years old, but he looks like a man in his 60s or 70s. He has a rosy complexion and gives people the impression of a child with long hair. He wears a neat and elegant suit, and his hair is combed meticulously.
Next to him sat an old woman with snowy hair. The wrinkles on her face were piled up like an aged Shar-Pei, and the wrinkles almost overwhelmed her facial features.
On both sides of the long table, those sitting were direct descendants of the Yuehua family.
There are men and women.
All looked solemn.
"Do you know what you did?"
The third seat on the right was a middle-aged man in his fifties who was also in a suit. He pointed angrily at Yue Hua Ren who was standing aside and said, "You actually united with outsiders to attack our own sect. You let Feitian slash him."
Your reputation has been ruined and you have become the laughing stock of the entire city of Urawa. At such a critical moment, you have made all the previous efforts of the elders fall short."
He is Yue Hua Ren's nominal father.
"Duren is your brother, and you have the same blood flowing in your bodies. You...how could you do this!"
Another middle-aged woman complained sadly.
She is Yuehua Duren's mother.
In the conference room, everyone stared at Yuehua Blade with accountability eyes.
The fall of Feitian Ittoryu and the change of ownership in less than an hour caused the Yuehua family's prestige in Urawa City to plummet.
It also put the Mikami Consortium's military support in a huge crisis.
During this time, Urawa City was already facing a storm.
Now that this matter has spread, it has deepened the crisis of the Yuehua family.
Like a fuse.
About to ignite the entire powder keg.
This emergency meeting was held to discuss countermeasures.
The instigator Yue Hua Ren was also forcefully summoned.
She needs to explain her behavior.
Li Xiaofei stood behind Yue Hua Ren.
He looked at everyone present with some curiosity.
of the Mikami Foundation
The senior executives are all wearing suits and leather shoes, they look dignified and behave appropriately, and they look like elites from a century-old family.
But it was also this group of people who launched the infiltration and invasion of Daxia.
In Liuhe Base City and Haijing City, there are shadows of the Mikami Consortium.
They're like a bunch of blood-sucking parasites.
I want to absorb enough nutrients to strengthen myself from the rich flesh and blood of Daxia.
If you line up these people and kill ten and let one go, the evil ones will slip through the net.
Yuehua Ren didn't say much.
She projected everything that happened in the Feitian Yidaoliu headquarters office onto a screen in the air.
Seeing Tsukuka Atsushi and Okamoto Jiro attacking at the same time, sneak attacks on the Tsukuka Blade, especially seeing Tsukuka Atsushi's mechanical body, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the conference room.
In any case, the Feitian Yidao style can be regarded as Jie Peng's partial ancient martial arts sect, and the new martial arts surgery follows the route of the inscription treasure bone transplantation style.
Transforming the entire body into a metal machine like this is a betrayal to the tradition of the Hiten Itto-ryu.
The key is that this whole-body mechanical transformation surgery is in the hands of the rival Red Shirt Consortium.
Yuehua Duren has secretly defected to the Red Shirt Consortium?
The middle-aged woman who had been angrily accusing Yue Hua Ren before now completely shut up and looked confused.
"The family is riddled with holes."
Yue Hua Ren had an indifferent expression and said, "Small repairs are of no use anymore. It must be reborn in the ashes of blood and fire."
There was an uproar again in the conference room.
"So I propose."
Yuehua Ren glanced at these uncles, uncles and elders who held family power but rarely contributed to the family.
Finally it landed on the faces of the old couple at the end of the long table.
"I suggest that my grandparents should abdicate and take good care of their health when they get older. From now on, the position of head of the family should be left to me."
Her voice was soft and clear.
After a brief silence, the conference room was like a hornet's nest with a stick poked into it, and the roaring sound almost knocked down the ceiling.
Angry faces.
Pointing fingers one by one.
The elderly couple sitting at the end of the long table that symbolized the road to power also looked at Yuehua Blade, with a bright cold light shining in their old eyes.
"Who instigated you to say such things?"
The Shar-Pei-like old woman spoke.
Her voice was clear and clear, like that of an eighteen-year-old girl.
Yue Hua Ren looked straight in the eyes and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "I am doing this for the Yue Hua family and the future of the Mikami Consortium. My grandparents are old and confused. They cannot control such a huge family. It is better not to occupy it anymore."
You have the authority, leave it to me."
Bang! .??.
The old man slapped the long table and stood up directly.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire conference room was stagnant.
"You disappoint grandpa very much."
He sighed.
Yue Hua Ren also sighed.
"I'm disappointed too, really disappointed."
"Grandpa, you killed six successors.
"In the past one hundred years, eighteen family geniuses who have posed a threat to your status have been eliminated overtly and covertly."
"Grandpa, I don't understand."
"What are you craving for?
"Are you really doing it for the family?"
"Don't you understand that it is because of your corpse that the current Yuehua family is deteriorating and that the leader of Yuehua Tianshuang died in a foreign country?"
"So, today, please abdicate, okay?"
Yuehua Ren's tone gradually became sharper.
Everyone in the conference room stared at Yuehua Blade like they were looking at a madman.
Want to overthrow the current tyrant and ascend to the throne yourself?
Why should she?
"I really underestimated you."
The old man behind the long table smiled faintly, "It seems that you are
Daxia, who was bewitched in a way that he shouldn’t have been? Is this the young man behind you?”
Yuehua Ren shook his head slightly.
Thinking back to that time in Daxia...
The violence in her heart sprouted wildly like buds in spring, and in a blink of an eye turned into wild black vines that took over her entire body.
So, she turned around and left without saying anything.
"Who asked you to leave?"
"Baga, apologize to the head of the family quickly."
"I should have sent you to the temple a long time ago."
"Stop him."
"Want to leave? Come back...ah."
The curses soon turned into obstruction.
Yue Hua Ren did not stop.
She walked out of the conference room and slammed the door.
Isolating the curses and screams in another world.
Li Xiaofei was left alone inside.
The wind is blowing and it's slightly cool.
Yue Hua Ren let her black hair brush past her earlobe and slowly walked to the open-air corridor outside the door.
She gently held onto the metal railing with both hands.
Looking into the distance.
It's late autumn.
The streets of Urawa City are deeply desolate.
The withered yellow leaves, entangled by the autumn wind, finally couldn't help but leave their fingers and fell to the ground involuntarily.
Yue Hua Ren seemed to have seen the future of the empire.
Winter is coming.
Chinese people are still immersed in the dream of a great power with the rise of new weapons.
Just like in the conference room behind you, those tribesmen who are used to controlling the fate of others are so fragile and vulnerable in front of the strong man who really controls their fate.
It only takes five or six minutes.
The door to the conference room behind him opened.
Li Xiaofei walked out of it.
He looked as if he had just gone to the toilet and felt refreshed. He was holding a white handkerchief and gently wiping his hands.
"Done."
Li Xiaofei threw the handkerchief into the wind.
This chapter has been completed!