Return to the Seto Inland Group with the trophies. The so-called trophies are shark heads and octopuses.
I don’t know what Seto Kozaburo’s expression was when he saw it.
Back in Seto, the group Azheng told Seto Ren about the shark head and octopus sneak attack on Nan Mukong. Seto Ren was furious and had Seto Gozaburo filled with cement and locked in a cage.
I really don't know who is the boss.
Nan Wukong's strength was rumored to be very powerful through several mermaids who participated in the land grab. There was some inexplicable armor with red light.
"Kong, are you okay today?" Can looked at Nan Wukong with concern. Of course, he was only concerned about his health.
"It's okay, I just didn't expect to come into contact with such a side of the underworld."
"Things like grabbing territory are actually against morality. It's just that the other party can't use benevolence and righteousness to make the territory a mess, so they have to take it back." Canku said.
"Yes, you must cherish it when you rob it. Otherwise, you will be very distressed if you use other people's territory to do whatever you want."
I really don’t know what kind of things this mermaid girl has been exposed to since she was a child.
…
The eve of the Obon festival.
Seto Ren found Nan Mukong, and she wanted Nan Mukong and Chan to take this opportunity to develop a relationship.
After talking with Nan Mukong, Seto Ren wanted to give Na Mukong some money. After all, a man can't do it without money, but who knew that Nan Mukong refused.
Nan Wukong took out a bag of gold coins. He had never seen such ancient and exquisite gold coins before, but they were indeed real gold. One bag could buy a bay.
The Setouchi Group usually does a lot of work to make a living. For example, the Obon Festival memorial ceremony is hosted by the Setouchi Group. It is precisely because of the Setouchi Group that no one dares to cause trouble.
The night of Obon.
Nan Mukong finally came ashore and came to the town on the coast of the Setouchi Group to pay homage to the gate.
After waiting at the door for a few minutes, Chan came over.
It seems that we all live together and can come together, but one has to come out first and wait for the other person to come out again.
"Sora, I kept you waiting for so long!" Chan was wearing a light red yukata with pink peach blossoms, holding wooden clogs at his feet.
"I arrived a little early. Chan looks so cute in his yukata!"
"Really?!" Can was a little shy, and the atmosphere between the two of them was ambiguous for a while.
Maybe Chan was at a loss and changed the topic directly, "Come to think of it, I haven't been to the night market where the memorial was held for a long time. When it comes to night markets, I have to say that the marshmallows here are the king!" Can said.
Nan Wukong came to a stall selling cotton candy.
"Boss, two marshmallows." Nan Wukong took out a ten thousand yuan bill.
"No, I have to pay for it myself!" Chan took out a 500 yuan coin from his handbag.
"It's not right to treat a boy you just met not long ago like this!" Chan seemed to feel that this was a bit bad, so he added: "Is it because the girl who said this is not cute enough, is it a bit bad?"
"That's not the case. You are really sensible. Only girls like this are cute."
But Chan didn't hear this, because she had already got the marshmallows. They were so big that they were bigger than a basketball. "Oh, Sora, look, look, they are such big marshmallows! Here are the marshmallows!"
The night market is always very generous!”
Nan Wukong nodded, "It's quite generous!" When Nan Wukong got it, there was only a bean-sized marshmallow on it.
"Hey, uncle, my marshmallows are just these beans that look like rubber bands wrapped together?" Nan Wukong threw away the marshmallows.
"Huh? What did you say! Do you have any dissatisfaction?" The vicious uncle glared at Nan Wukong with a sinister look on his face.
What?! Do you think I don’t know you? You must have been at the dinner party on the first day. You were the one who was clamoring to kill me!
Nan Wukong used force on his fingers and his joints crackled.
"Oh? You bastard, do you want to fight?"
The uncle selling marshmallows also made his knuckles crackle. (To be continued)