"You mean Lu Feng is not dead? That's great, that's great."
Nangong Lingyue was crying just now, but now she is happy again.
"Of course I'm not dead. I won't lie to you about such a thing."
"Furthermore, you have more contact with Lu Feng and know him better than I do. Do you really think that Japan can destroy him?"
When Mr. Yang asked this question, Nangong Lingyue shook his head repeatedly: "How is it possible? A mere little devil can never hurt Lu Feng."
"Isn't this the end? Keep your heart in your stomach. Not only will Lu Feng be fine, but when Lu Feng shows up next time, he will definitely make Sato Sousuke and the others pay a heavy price."
Mr. Yang smiled. He didn't know where his confidence came from, but based on his only understanding of Lu Feng, Lu Feng had never been the one who suffered.
Moreover, Lu Feng always liked to surprise people. Of course, this surprise would be a shock to the enemy.
"I see."
"I will go back to practice martial arts now. When Lu Feng comes back to take revenge, I can also help Lu Feng."
Nangong Lingyue nodded heavily and was about to go back to her room.
"I'll have to dress up when I go out later."
When Mr. Yang said these words, Nangong Lingyue immediately understood what he meant.
Not many people know that Lu Feng is still alive, including many staff here.
And for Lu Feng's safety, this matter must continue to be kept secret.
Just now, Nangong Lingyue was clamoring to seek revenge from Sato Sosuke. If she did nothing after talking to Mr. Yang, it would inevitably arouse others' suspicion, so she had to pretend.
"I know."
Nangong Lingyue nodded and walked outside.
Mr. Yang did not explain anything to Nangong Lingyue, because he knew very well that Nangong Lingyue had an eccentric character and was very good at acting. Mr. Yang even wanted Nangong Lingyue to restrain himself a little.
"Bang!"
The next second, Nangong Lingyue kicked open the office door.
"Okay, I'll give you five days, and you can come up with a revenge plan for me."
"If you don't take it out, I will go find this old guy Sato Sosuke myself!"
Nangong Lingyue walked out of the door, shouted to Mr. Yang in the office, and then returned to her room.
Obviously, Nangong Lingyue's words were shouted to those outside, so that no one would doubt anything.
...
at the same time.
Yokohama City Port Shoreline.
A remote area about thirty kilometers away from the port.
This place is already at the edge of Yokohama District, and going further north is another Japanese city.
And if you cross the sea area in front, you will reach the adjacent country.
Near the seaside, there are three thatched houses and a small yard made of fences.
To describe this place in one word, it is a deserted place, a place where no one can shit.
But this small yard is kept very clean and tidy, and there is also a small vegetable garden.
As evening approached, the setting sun shone down, coating the thatched house and the entire small yard with a layer of golden light.
This layer of golden light is still shining on the two people sitting on the beach.
An old man with gray hair was fishing with a bamboo pole in his hand. His white beard and hair gave him a benevolent look.
Judging from the grayness of his hair and the wrinkles on his face, he is at least sixty-five years old.
However, the radiant energy exuding from his deep eyes made people feel that he was a middle-aged man.
In short, this old man gives people a somewhat contradictory feeling. He obviously has the body of an old man, but he seems to have the vitality and vigor of a young man.
Not far from the old man, a young girl was picking up shells and some pebbles that had been washed smooth by the sea water.
The girl looked to be about twenty years old. She was dressed in simple coarse clothes, but it could not hide the noble temperament in her body that seemed to be born with her.
She has fair skin, a baby face that everyone loves, and her clear eyes are full of innocence and innocence.
"Wow, grandpa, look at this, does it look like a five-pointed star? It's also red."
Suddenly, the girl picked up a star-shaped stone and ran to the old man very excitedly.
"It does look like."
The old man took a look and smiled fondly.
"Grandpa, isn't this the same shape as the five-star red flag in your book?"
The girl looked at the stone in the sun and asked casually.
"Haha, yes."
The old man smiled and nodded.
"By the way, grandpa, that person is also from the Dragon Kingdom, right? Why doesn't he wake up?"
The girl glanced in the direction of the thatched house, then looked away and asked.
"I'll wake up."
The old man smiled and looked at the floats on the sea.
"He has been comatose for several days. I have been feeding him rice porridge for several days. My hands are tired."
The girl stretched out her somewhat red palms, which were all left over from grinding rice flour in the past few days.
"Thank you for your hard work. Grandpa will cook fish for you today."
The old man smiled again and glanced in the direction of the thatched house.
"Grandpa, didn't you say he was very powerful? Why was he so seriously injured?"
"If you hadn't saved him, he would have been eaten by a shark."
The girl was very curious about the person in the room and couldn't help but ask.
"He is indeed very powerful, even more powerful than grandpa."
The old man shook his head and smiled, and changed the bait on the fishhook again.
"Tsk, I don't believe it."
The girl looked unbelieving. She didn't believe there was anyone more powerful than the old man in the world.
"Grandpa will not lie to you."
"It cannot be broken or established. The more serious the injury he suffers this time, the greater the benefit will be to him."
"It's even possible to reach that legendary realm."
The old man squinted his eyes slightly, a hint of anticipation flashing deep in his eyes.
"Is it really that powerful?"
"Can you improve your strength by sleeping?"
"What's his physique? Is he stronger than me?"
The girl is like a curious baby, constantly asking questions.
"Hahaha, he is not as powerful as you, you are the most powerful."
The old man laughed and reached out to pat the girl on the head.
"Hehe, I knew it."
The girl nodded with satisfaction, her face full of happiness.
"Grandpa, I'm going to grind rice flour. Come back soon."
The girl carefully put away the stones she had picked up, and then walked towards the thatched house.
When the girl walked away, the old man's eyes that were looking at the fish float slowly raised and looked towards the east.
"Sages are created in troubled times."
"The Dragon Kingdom has a five-thousand-year culture. It has experienced great chaos, disputes among several countries, and has been shaken by wind and rain for more than a thousand years. It is still standing strong and is even getting better and better."
"God bless the Dragon Kingdom, how can a mere Japanese pirate invade even half an inch of the Dragon Kingdom's territory?"
The old man murmured to himself, and his originally somewhat cloudy eyes were now filled with a dazzling light.
"Whoosh!"
The fishing rod was raised and a big fish took the bait.