Inside the hotel where Fujino Co., Ltd. and his party stayed.
Fujino Iori's mind was full of thoughts, and her mind was filled with the name Chiba Kazuhiro. She recalled many past events in her youth.
Fujino Iori was only seventeen or eighteen years old at the time, a young girl in her prime.
At that time, Chiba Kazuhiro had already learned Fengyang Kendo and was hailed as a kendo genius that could only be seen in a century! Later, Chiba Kazuhiro was hired as Fujino Iori's assistant and stayed with her for two full years.
Every time Chiba Kazuhiro's majestic figure when he drew his sword gracefully, it was deeply engraved in Fujino Iori's mind.
Later, Fujino Iori recommended it to his father and gave Chiba Kazuhiro the qualification to participate in the martial arts competition in the name of the family.
It was precisely because of Fujino Iori's advice that Chiba Kazuko became a sensation at the martial arts tournament.
Speaking of which, Fujino Iori can be regarded as Chiba Kazuhiro’s boss.
"When will he come?"
"I'll be here by plane tomorrow, and I want to warn you not to act rashly."
"This time Chiba Yihong is our trump card. The temporary order we have received is to stand still, just to protect our safety!"
Apparently Fujino Nagao knew Fujino Iori very well and deliberately warned him.
"I understand, second uncle, don't worry, I will put the family business first!"
After receiving this answer, Fujino Nagao left with satisfaction.
But he didn't see the fire of revenge burning in Fujino Iori's eyes at this moment.
A flight landed in Hong Kong Island the next day. A man with long hair and a stern face was stopped as soon as he left the airport.
"who?"
The other party was carrying a black umbrella with a strange shape and looked murderous.
"Don't be nervous Chiba Kazuhiro, Miss Fujino Iori invites you to come with us!"
"Miss Fujino Iori?"
When Qianye Yihong heard this name, his mind was shaken.
Several men in black pointed to the car next to them. Chiba Yihong put away his black umbrella and followed him into the car.
About an hour later, the car stopped in front of a luxury hotel.
"Go up, Miss Fujino Iori is waiting for you at 1206!"
Apparently the people in the car had no intention of following.
After getting off the car, Chiba Yihong sat in the elevator and pressed the button for the twelfth floor, thinking deeply in his mind.
"What is it that we need to talk about in the hotel?"
Suddenly, the elevator beep sounded and Chiba Yihong came out and walked to the door of 1206.
He hesitated again and again, and finally plucked up the courage to knock on the door.
Unexpectedly, the door opened on its own.
"Come in, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
A familiar voice came from the room, and Chiba Yihong put down his guard and walked in.
After entering, he found that the lighting in the room was too soft and the atmosphere was a bit depressed.
Fujino Iori, wearing a kimono, was sitting opposite him, inadvertently revealing her slender legs.
"Excuse me, Miss Fujino Iori, why did you invite me here this time?"
Chiba Yihong was afraid that his rude look would be noticed, so he quickly bowed and saluted.
Little did he know that Fujino Iori had noticed it a long time ago. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she reached out to pour a glass of sake.
"Don't be so formal. I haven't seen you for a long time, so I wanted to catch up with you."
"Sit down! Have a drink with me!"
Faced with Fujino Iori's order, Chiba Kazuhiro had no choice but to obey.
He sat down cross-legged, while Fujino Iori seemed calm and relaxed.
The two of them sat in front of the table for a long time. Fujino Iori kept pouring wine and looking for some topics from the past to talk to.
Chiba Yihong was very reserved at first, but after drinking three to five cups of yellow soup, he began to feel happy.
"By the way, I haven't seen you since you attended the martial arts conference."
"How far has your cultivation reached now?"
After Fujino Iori finished speaking, Chiba Kazuhiro took out the black umbrella from his waist, but it was as if he was holding a samurai sword.
"Don't worry, Miss Fujino, with my current level of cultivation, I can definitely protect your safety!"
Seeing that the other party's words were somewhat erratic, Fujino Iori thought this was an opportunity.
She poured down the last glass of wine and quietly put the medicine in her hand into it.
"Then you are really awesome. Come on, drink this last drink with me!"
"Done!"
Qianye Yihong raised his glass and drank it, and soon felt a little dizzy.
And Fujino Iori in front of her became more and more beautiful.
"You can't help it, can you?
I know you liked me back then."
"Since you can't bear it anymore, then don't bear it anymore..." Fujino Iori gradually untied her kimono, revealing the scenery that no outsider has ever seen.
Her words were like a magic voice filling his ears, seducing Chiba Yihong and causing the emotions he had accumulated over the years to explode instantly.
Chiba Kazuhiro instantly knocked Fujino Iori down and felt the heavy breathing coming from the other party.
Fujino Iori felt proud and responded crazily... After all the ups and downs, Fujino Iori lay in Chiba Kazuhiro's arms and said softly.
"Now, are you willing to do whatever I ask you to do?"
"Of course! I, Chiba Kazuhiro, am willing to go through fire and water for you, Ms. Fujino!"
"Well, I only have one request, and that is to help me kill Chu Ye!"
As soon as these words came out, Qianye Yihong was stunned for a moment and quickly explained.
"Ms. Fujino, I really want to agree, but the order I received this time is to focus on protecting your safety."
"If there is no invasion from a foreign enemy, I cannot take the initiative to draw my sword. Please forgive me!"
"Otherwise I wouldn't be able to look directly at my Feng Yang Kendo!"
At this time, Fujino Iori burst into tears.
"Yeah?
Then if I tell you that Chu Ye once tried to do something evil to me, wouldn't you be willing to avenge me?"
"This...Miss Fujiye, my Feng Yang Kendo does not allow me to do anything that betrays the family's orders!"
Fujino Iori was a little annoyed at this moment, and sat up with a sound.
“What bullshit Feng Yang Kendo spirit?
I think you are a coward!"
"To tell you the truth, I recorded everything we did in bed just now."
"If you don't promise me, just wait until Feng Yangjian Dao is embarrassed for you!"
Fujino Iori pointed at the corner of the ceiling. Chiba Yihong looked up and saw a small red dot.
"That's...a camera?
Miss Fujino, you..." "What's wrong with me?
Let me ask you something! Do you agree or not?"
Chiba Yihong was forced to have no choice. On one hand, Feng Yang Kendo could not be humiliated, and on the other hand, he could not disobey the family order.
Finally, Chiba Yihong also exploded. He pulled out a sharp samurai sword from the black umbrella and pointed it at his abdomen.
"Forgive me for my helplessness, Ms. Fujino, but if you really want to make the video public, I will have no choice but to commit seppuku!"
"You..." "Okay, you are worthy of being the only successor of Feng Yang Sword Technique. You can go and just pretend that nothing happened tonight."
Fujino Iori's voice gradually became extremely cold, and Chiba Yihong breathed a sigh of relief.
He put on his clothes and turned around and left.
"Qianye Yihong, don't think that you don't have to work hard for me!"