In the quiet cabin, the father and daughter sat looking at each other.
Miyamoto Mito took the teapot and made tea for her father Miyamoto Emon. Her little face was full of joy. Her father only came to see her once a month.
And few people come here, so every time her father comes to see her, Miyamoto Mito is very happy.
"Oh, how can I bear it!"
Looking at his daughter with a happy face, Miyamoto Emon's heart twitched violently, as if he had been pierced by a sharp knife.
His daughter treats him so sincerely, but he, the father, actually wants to put his daughter to death...
"Father, please have tea!"
Miyamoto Mito handed over the hot tea and said with a sweet smile.
"well!"
Miyamoto Emon even picked up the tea cup to hide his ugly mood, but he began to retreat in his heart. He could not hurt his daughter no matter what.
She is so pitiful, so kind, so pitiful...
"No one can hurt my daughter!"
Miyamotoemon roared in his heart.
"Father, what's wrong with you?"
Miyamoto Mito blinked his big black eyes and asked strangely: "Did something happen? Your mood fluctuates greatly!"
"No... nothing's wrong. I just didn't sleep well last night!"
Miyamoto Emon was secretly surprised by his daughter's insight, but he still coughed twice and said with a fake smile.
"Father, you used to come here on the 5th, but today there is still more than half a month until the 5th of next month!"
Although Miyamoto Mito is simple-minded, he is extremely smart and is not that easy to fool: "You came to me today, there must be something wrong!"
"Daughter, it's really okay to be a father..."
"Father, I am already 18 years old this year!"
Looking at the determination in his daughter's eyes, Miyamotoemon let out a long sigh and drank the hot tea in the cup in one gulp.
After a long time, he said sadly: "Daughter, my father is sorry for you!"
"What's going on, father?"
Miyamoto Mito felt that the matter was a bit serious and asked curiously.
"A murderer has arrived in our Japanese martial arts world..."
Now that he decided to speak out, Miyamotoemon did not hesitate anymore and immediately told the whole story.
"What do the three uncles mean, let me go to a decisive battle with the Chinese named Ying and then kill him?"
Miyamoto Mito's face was calm, as calm as the lake outside the yard, calm and calm.
"Yes!"
Miyamoto Weimen sighed and lowered his head, not daring to look at his daughter. He knew very well what it meant to challenge Ying Yue now!
"Father, I agree to this!"
Miyamoto Mito was silent for a moment, then suddenly showed a smile and said.
Miyamotoemon was shocked and said: "Daughter, my father is just here to ask for your opinion. If you don't want to, I will never force you. Please think about it again!"
"Father, I have always been under your care since I was a child, and I have caused you a lot of trouble!"
Miyamoto Mito folded his hands in front of him, with a serious face: "I can only wait and watch you help me solve the troubles one by one afterwards, but I can't do anything. My daughter has been feeling guilty!
Therefore, my daughter has always wanted to do something to repay your kindness. At this moment, father, you are in trouble, and my daughter will definitely help you deal with it!"
"But your body..."
Miyamoto Emon had a look of pity on his face, stroking his daughter's long hair, his eyes a little moist: "A martial arts competition, the sword has no eyes, can your body withstand it?"
"Father, don't say anything. This is my daughter's choice!"
Miyamoto Mito leaned in his father's arms and murmured softly.
"well……"
…
Ying Yue had no idea about the turmoil caused by the destruction of the Mitsui family to the whole of Japan, as well as the response from all walks of life in Japan.
At this time, he was still soaking in the hot spring with Zhao Yang, enjoying the hot spring water and feeling content.
"Brother Ying, please teach me how to practice!"
After soaking in the hot spring for so long without seeing anyone, Zhao Yang's uneasy heart gradually calmed down and he suddenly said.
"Practice with me?"
Ying Yue glanced at him and said, "Don't you want to inherit the family business?"
Zhao Yang smiled bitterly and said: "I did think so before, and my parents also planned it this way. When my father gets old, I will take over the family business.
But since I met you, I have been exposed to many things that are not available in this world, and my horizons have broadened a lot.
I also long for strong power in my heart, especially after being kidnapped by the Mitsui family, I am even more convinced that only strong power can protect myself!"
Zhao Yang clenched his fists, his eyes were shining with a burning light, and his face was filled with determination.
"Cultivation is different from doing business!"
When Ying Yue saw this, he couldn't help but laugh: "In business, no matter whether you have talent or not, as long as you are diligent, studious, and work hard, you will always achieve something.
But cultivation is different. If you don’t have talent in this profession, no matter how much hardship you put in, it’s useless!”
"I have talent, I feel like I have talent!"
Zhao Yang said quickly: "Ever since I took your new medicine and my body was transformed, I always feel that my body is weird!"
"Weird? Isn't it strengthened?"
Ying Yue glanced at him and said.
"No! It's not just that!"
Zhao Yang nodded repeatedly, then stirred with his hands, swam to Ying Yue, spread out his right hand, and said mysteriously: "Brother Ying, watch it!"
"Mysterious..."
Ying Yue muttered, and then saw a rather strange scene. Several green things came out of Zhao Yang's palm.
Then it grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it grew to 30 centimeters long and turned into a small green sapling.
"Brother Ying, look, do I have the ability of a mutant?"
Zhao Yang asked excitedly.
"Good boy, when did you wake up?"
Ying Yue looked at the sapling in his hand and asked softly.
"Just a few days ago, I always felt itchy in my hands, as if something was about to come out, and then that's it!"
Zhao Yang shrugged and said slowly.
"I didn't expect you to be awakened too, and you're also a very rare wood mutant, which is kind of interesting!"
Ying Yue nodded slightly, and then smiled strangely: "Do you really want to practice with me?"
"Hmm, I don't want to be as powerful as you in the world and destroy big families like the Mitsui family. I just want to have the power to protect myself!"
Zhao Yang said with burning eyes.
"In that case, then follow me!"
Ying Yue patted him on the shoulder and said: "This is for Zi Xia's sake, for the sake of our friendship, and even more for the sake of you taking the blame for me this time!"
"Yes, Brother Ying, no, it should be Master!"
Zhao Yang was also a smart man, and he suddenly became excited and quickly changed his words.
"Don't! Don't call me master!"
Ying Yue glared at him and said angrily: "You are Zi Xia's cousin after all. What will happen if you call me master?"
