"Hehe, I'm just talking. Once that thing explodes, it will definitely explode!"
After Ye Huang said this, the monk scratched his head with his grease-covered hands.
The originally bald head had grown short burrs because it had not been trimmed for four or five days, making it look even more fierce.
"As long as you know, eat quickly, finish your food, and kill the group of people who are chasing after you!"
They had run away enough. After being chased day and night for four days, the three of them were already exhausted. Now that Long Fei and others had almost entered the high seas, there was no need for him to hide his strength.
"Why!"
The monk happily agreed, picked up a piece of rabbit leg, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it hungrily.
On the side, Emperor Ye couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he saw the monk starving to death, then tore off a rabbit leg and threw it to Xing Tian.
"You have suffered a lot these days. From today on, we will have no scruples and kill everyone!"
Xing Tian nodded as usual, but the sharp look in his eyes showed that he had been waiting for Ye Huang's words for a long time.
The monk was still hemming and hawing as he gnawed the rabbit meat, unable to hear anything clearly.
…
In the next two days, what Ito Hirobumi didn't expect was that the three Yehuangs who were originally chased by the people he sent were like lost dogs suddenly uncharacteristically started to fight back against the pursuers.
Moreover, the counterattacks became more and more fierce each time. One-third of the Koga and Iga tribesmen, who originally numbered more than 80 people, were wiped out in one day.
It seemed as if some time ago, they were not being hunted down but leading eighty people to play house.
"Young Master, there is news from the front. The Koga clan has lost three more ghost ninjas, dozens of jounin and chunin. Elder Yuan Fei said that they cannot continue to pursue, otherwise the foundation of the Koga clan will be disturbed. Wait.
It’s hard to explain when the clan leader comes back, so he asked to withdraw from the pursuit!”
In a huge courtyard on the outskirts of Tokyo, a steward of the Ito family reported to the young master Ito Hirobumi.
"Three more!"
Hearing what the manager said, Ito Hirobumi almost shook the bar in his hand.
"Yes, together with the previous losses, the Koga clan lost a total of thirteen ghost ninja this time." The latter agreed respectfully.
"Thirteen people... Thirteen ghost ninjas can't do anything to the three blood Shura people. Could it be that they are gods!"
Ito Hirobumi put the bar on the table, looking a little lost.
As the young master of the Ito family, Ito Hirobumi understands the position of the Koga lineage in the hundreds of years of history of the Kingdom of the Sun.
Even in the previous battles with Oda Nobunaga, there was no experience of thirteen ghost ninjas dying at once. This time the loss was so huge, it was indeed the first time.
"Young Master, the head of the family is already asking about this matter, you see!"
"I know, I will report it to my father. Since Elder Yuan Fei said so, let him withdraw the people." Upon hearing that his father actually started to ask about this matter, Ito Hirobumi's expression changed again.
He knew very well that in the family, under normal circumstances, his father would not interfere with what he did.
Once he is ready to intervene, it means that the latter is extremely dissatisfied with his performance.
Now Ito Hirobumi knows how badly he did this, but he also knows that even if the matter becomes a mess, it must be solved bit by bit.
"Yes, young master, there is one more thing!"
"What happened!"
"The people that the family arranged to attend the Xuanyuan Meeting in China twenty years ago are back, and they are waiting outside right now!"
"Oh, let him in!"
With a slight frown, Ito Hirobumi agreed.
"Yes." Nodding, the steward walked out.
Not long after, the latter came back, followed by a middle-aged man in his fifties.
"Young Master, the people are here!"
"Well, you go down first!"
Waving his hand, Ito Hirobumi stood up and walked towards the middle-aged man in front of him.
"You are an undercover agent arranged by your father in the Xuanyuan Club!"
"Yes, young master!"
The latter said respectfully.
"Why did father let you go undercover in Xuanyuan Club?"
"Get something!"
"What the hell!"
"This... I hope the young master will forgive me. The head of the family ordered me to report to him alone!"
Seeing Ito Hirobumi continue to ask questions, the latter felt troubled.
Although Ito Shushu has been hiding in the Xuanyuan Society incognito in China for the past twenty years, he is still very clear about the affairs within the Ito family.
Nowadays, the three young masters of the Ito family are vying for the position of head of the family. It would not be a wise move for me, a collateral lineage who has just returned, to get involved at this time.
"Why, you won't tell me!"
"No, this matter is really too confidential. The head of the family originally ordered that only one person be allowed to report to him. Please don't blame me, young master." Itoshu bowed again.
"Humph, my father has raised a good dog for twenty years, and he still comes back. You said you brought back something the family needs, but how can you make us believe that you are not an undercover agent of the Huaxia Kingdom?"
Seeing Itoki's unwillingness to submit, Ito Bowen suddenly felt that his face had been wiped out and he felt very angry.
And Itoki's eyes narrowed when he heard Ito Hirobumi's insulting words, and he was about to have an attack in an instant. However, when he thought that he would join the Ito family again and cut off other options, he could only glance at Ito Hirobumi.
He swallowed his anger.
"Don't say anything and take care of things!"
"Here, young master, what's the matter?"
"Take him down and take good care of him. When you speak, bring him back. Remember, don't tell my father about this, or you will know the result!"
"Yes, young master!"
After saying this, the steward will take the Ito tree down.
"Wait a minute." Pushing away the steward's hand, Itoki looked at Ito Hirobumi with a gloomy expression.
"Young Master, I, Itoshu, have no enmity with you. I don't know why you treat me like this!"
"How can I treat you like this? I just want you to be clear. This is the Ito family, not the country of China. Since you have returned to the Ito family, you have to do things my way, but you are using my father's
I have no choice but to give you a name, how do you think I should treat you?"
Ito Hirobumi said with a cold look in his eyes.
He knew in his heart that this person should be the person sent by his father. Normally, Ito Hirobumi would not want to embarrass the other party.
But now, because of the three Shura people, I deeply hate anything that has anything to do with the Huaxia Kingdom.
This Itoki was such a stinker, using his father's words as a warning, which made him feel very unhappy.
"That matter was indeed ordered by the master of the family. I can't tell you casually. If the young master knows the truth, I can wait until I report it to the master of the family before telling the young master!"
"No, I don't want to know anymore, just stay down there!"
With a wave of his hand, Hirobumi Ito signaled the steward to take him away.
