Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 167 Wulang, Don't Call Me That
He transitioned from military officer to founder of the Arasaka Group, monopolizing military technology.

They control Japan's economic lifeline, deploy armed forces globally, and infiltrate Night City's politics.

Suppressing internal rebellion.

Developing Relic chips to back up knowledge, even as the body ages, people still desire digital immortality.

Saburo Arasaka's life story is so epic that it would require a whole book to describe in detail, but in short, it can be summarized as described above.

In Night City, the term "legend" is popular, usually used to describe mercenaries. But in reality, mercenaries are just a popular profession that emerged in the cyberpunk era. The truly great figures who are worthy of leaving their mark on history are the real deal.
It's right in front of me.

"Um"

Hey.

Saburo Arasaka, the true emperor of the Arasaka Group, is now 150 years old, but judging from his appearance, he still looks like he is in his seventies or eighties.

He walked with his hands behind his back and his back bent. The moment the airship opened, his gaze first fell on his son, Lai Xuan.

However, the two clearly did not get along. The moment Lai Xuan turned his head away when Saburo cast his gaze, he made an annoyed smacking sound.

Unlike Lai Xuan, who wore his emotions on his sleeve, Arasaka Saburo remained expressionless, silently turning his face towards the only person with a name on the airship besides the henchmen.

【Lu Mingfei】

"So, you deliberately hired someone like this as your mercenary? Are you trying to show me your claws, Lai Xuan?"

Looking at Lu Mingfei, was it just his imagination? Lu Mingfei could actually see a strong sense of curiosity and amusement in Sanlang's expression.

It wasn't a friendly smile, but it also lacked any bloodthirsty hostility.

It's a very uncomfortable look, like looking at a lab rat, somewhat like a king, but even more condescending and disgusting.

"It's my freedom to choose who I hire as my bodyguard, isn't it?"

Lai Xuan laughed loudly, leaned back, switched his legs and kept them crossed, but his tone sounded more like a provocation.

His black leather shoes swayed up and down as he tiptoed, his elbows leaning back, his movements resembling those of a thug from the Whirlpool Gang.

"Lord Saburo!"

Saburo's bodyguard finally couldn't stand it anymore, and gritted his teeth as he spoke, clearly suppressing a surge of anger in his chest.

He was a man who looked somewhat honest and simple, with Japanese-style hair tied up, and traces of cybernetic modifications from head to toe.

As the prosthetic eye swept over, Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow slightly.

All of them are top-quality goods.

It's important to understand that the reason David was able to make a name for himself in the underworld and take on missions in the afterlife was because of his outstanding personal abilities, and a large part of the credit for his personal abilities came from that military-grade S.A.S ...

And this man in front of me embodies all of that.

And yet he didn't go crazy; in fact, he appeared to remain rational.
If Adam's Hammer was able to withstand the excessive prosthetics because he was insane, then this person in front of me simply possesses powerful bloodline and mental attributes. Come to think of it, he's clearly Japanese. That means he has the White King's bloodline.
Could it be that.
【Takemura Goro】

Saburo Arasaka's personal bodyguard, a capable and upright man, is obviously no weakling.

His absolute loyalty to Saburo made it unacceptable for anyone to disrespect the one he served, but his blind loyalty prevented him from directly uttering any rebellious words to Yoriyuki. He could only subtly convey his meaning to Saburo before leading him to a seat, while he himself—

He sat down opposite Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei: "."

The current situation is that Lai Xuan and Sanlang are facing each other in the four seats. One is sitting with his legs crossed and looks unhappy, while the other has a poker-faced smile.

Meanwhile, in a different, opposite position, Goro Takemura stared intently at Lu Mingfei. His expression was cold, but despite his rather simple and honest facial features, he didn't look particularly frightening.

Lu Mingfei looked extremely embarrassed. Oh no, if this awkward situation continued...
"Bro, don't look at me like that. I know you rich people have a wide range of interests, but I'm not gay."

Unable to hold back, lewd words spilled from between his lips.

Takemura Goro: "!"

"I! I'm not!"

His English had a distinct Japanese accent, which was somewhat amusing, and he blushed after being falsely accused by Lu Mingfei.

"Hehehe"

Before Goro could refute anything further, Saburo burst out laughing first. It was unclear whether he was genuinely amused or if the laughter was simply a subtle reminder to Goro not to act impulsively, but it was unsettling. Goro, who had been sitting up a little, immediately sat back down, much like a dog being pulled back by its owner's collar.

“Lai Xuan, the bodyguard you hired is quite interesting. You also seem to have the mindset of being the successor to Arasaka.”

Saburo's two fingers interlocked.

"We have no eternal enemies, in fact, we have never had any enemies."

Lai Xuan: "Stop your nonsense, you old geezer. Even if Lu Mingfei joins Arasaka, he will only be my private army."

Goro:!
It bared its teeth again, but still didn't bark. This dog is really well trained.

Unable to get a word in edgewise, Lu Mingfei simply observed Wulang's reaction from the sidelines, amusing himself.

Speaking of which, with Saburo Arasaka and Yorinobu Arasaka right in front of me, if I were to make a move now, could I kill both of them?
Lu Mingfei watched this scene quietly, and actually hesitated for a second.

He couldn't discern Goro's strength, but if Goro possessed heavy hammer-level combat abilities, he would likely be able to react to Lu Mingfei's attacks.

Even so, Lu Mingfei was still confident that he could kill Sanlang.

I really want to kill him.
As Lu Mingfei pondered, the malice of not managing well, which he had never considered, transformed into a calm and indifferent killing intent that permeated the air. To ordinary people, it might be imperceptible, but to Takemura Goro, a combat specialist, and Saburo, who had lived for 150 years and experienced countless assassinations, it was pungent and blinding.

"!!!"

Goro immediately turned his hostility toward Lu Mingfei, and the glow of his prosthetic body even briefly lit up, with cold sweat naturally dripping down his forehead.

Lu Mingfei noticed this and toned down his imposing manner.

—Don't kill them.

Killing Saburo and Yoriyuki would only allow someone like Arakasaka Hanako to take over.

Nothing has changed.

An individual's strength cannot overcome that of a collective.

Moreover, it's a [company]

Compared to Lu Mingfei, who had calmed down, Wulang was in a much worse situation.

What kind of monster is this?
Why does mere presence alone create such a powerful sense of oppression?
On the contrary, Sanlang remained calm in the face of danger, glanced at Lu Mingfei, smiled, and said words that were still directed at Lai Xuan.

"Private soldiers are the same, Lai Xuan."

"the same"

call out----

The safety door was opened.

Yoriyuki Arasaka and Saburo Arasaka entered the room in the Konpaku Building.

Goro Takemura entered the room, searched it, and then left.

Jack: [Hey! Holy crap! I've never heard of the target being Saburo Arasaka!!!]

And that bodyguard—holy crap, I was terrified! I thought he was going to spot me!

V: [I hadn't heard of it. If we had known beforehand, we might not have taken this mission—Lai Xuan tricked us. He only said he was a partner, never that he was the emperor of Arasaka.]

[Also, calm down. This is a hiding place that Lai Xuan specially prepared for us. Unless he wants to harm us—but who would dare to put themselves in the same room as the victim if they wanted to harm someone?]

Yes, how can there be such a person?

V found it increasingly strange.

Why would you want to meet with your father's team—as rebellious as the rumors suggest? Didn't he even consider the possibility that we might assassinate Saburo or himself?

Why prepare this hiding place in advance? Did he think that talking to Sanlang would be dangerous?
My heart was filled with doubt.

V has always trusted her intuition since she was a child, and she has relied on it all along.

And shortly after
This ominous premonition came true in the worst possible way.

(End of this chapter)