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

Chapter 219 The only thing Johnny Silverhand taught Lu Mingfei
On the first day, Lu Mingfei and his team arrived in Japan. Due to the overly ostentatious aura of the enemy, they had no choice but to confront them in order to uphold the dignity of the Executive Bureau. However, they discovered that every single one of the enemy was a super hybrid, rendering their self-proclaimed "royal bloodline," which they had so confidently claimed to surpass the world, utterly useless and undermining their confidence at its core.

[Then, despite claiming it was a vacation, the other party conveniently took care of most of the Oni Clan's strongholds, accomplishing in less than half a day what he did in a year, further damaging his confidence.]

Then, he invited the other person to his home for a friendly spar, only to find himself completely overwhelmed before he could even see their shadow.

Finally, for some unknown reason, his hometown exploded. He went out to fight, only to discover that the Dragon King of the Fierce Ghosts, whom he had long suspected, was indeed his deceased younger brother, and that the other party was even wearing Lu Mingfei's mask. Determined to eliminate these remnants, he found himself completely utterly defeated.

[After sleeping at the Snake Clan's residence, I was informed by my subordinates upon waking that Makoto Shinji had also arrived at the battlefield, fought his younger brother, and then fought his berserk younger sister, Erii, taking both of them with him. When I rushed downstairs, all I could see was a scene of utter devastation, unlike anything I'd witnessed in a human battle.]

I feel so powerless.

Even now, Genjiro still doesn't understand what happened, why he fought with her, why she followed him, why he beat her up, why he won, why why why why!!
It all unfolded in a completely inexplicable way, and now, the answer he longed for was right in front of him, in the man named Lu Mingfei on the computer screen.

My poor little sister Erii must have been tricked and unknowingly became a hostage.

So he watched the live stream more attentively than anyone else, but...
During this process, the man's face became increasingly rosy, turning red and then purple.

Is it because of jealousy?
Are you jealous that your younger sister ran off with another man?
No.

It's because of the scene before my eyes.

One day passed.

While the Snake Clan decided to remain inactive regarding the dangerous existence of Lu Mingfei, it also meant that Erii was 'forced' to have a day date with Lu Mingfei.

Thus, Genjiro was forced to watch all of this happen and see every single detail clearly.

Erii was holding Lu Mingfei and repeating his name over and over again.

Erii was holding Lu Mingfei's hand and leading him to different shops.

Erii and Lu Mingfei walked into the bar. A bar?!
Yuan Zhisheng, who had already rushed halfway out of the monitoring room, was persuaded and supported by his subordinates and returned to the monitoring room, where he stared angrily at how things were unfolding.

Watching Erii and Lu Mingfei go for a haircut.

Watching Erii and Lu Mingfei go to the clothing store.

When everything was over, a woman with a futuristic style appeared before Genji.

She changed out of her shrine maiden outfit and into a black sequined jacket, red eyeshadow, a neck ring, and a stylish young woman with her coat hanging loosely on her shoulders and only draped over her elbows. She and Lu Mingfei then walked arm in arm, ready to go to the underground livehouse to listen to music.

“Aa ...

Genjiro let out a roar of anger and terror.

He almost wanted to punch the screen in front of him and smash it to pieces!
boom! ! ! !

"Boss, why did you smash the screen?!"

The crow and the yaksha shouted.

"Stop talking!"

Genji gritted his teeth, pushed the pile of screens aside and put it in a group with the other screens, then left the room and strode towards where the head of the family, Tachibana Masamune, was.

He had to apply for permission to act as quickly as possible.

【clatter】

The tea room where Tachibana Masamune usually resided was shrouded in the dark gold of dusk, while the head of the family himself knelt on the tatami mats, the four shoji paper doors painted with red oni ukiyo-e filtering out the sounds from the outside world.

When he looked up, he was met by Genjiro, who was pushing open the door and entering.

"Children."

"Dad, we should take the initiative."

"Keep calm, young man."

"How can I stay calm! Erii is completely under their control right now. That child is not mature enough. If she is completely brainwashed, it means that our strongest and most uncontrollable fighting force has fallen into their hands!"

Genji clenched his fist. Of course, he wasn't just venting his anger on his sister; he had more practical considerations. "By then, I alone won't be able to fight against that group, not to mention that I've already received intelligence that Principal Angers has arrived in Japan."

"I've asked Inuyama to handle things in Angers. At least he can hold them off, right? And—don't worry too much."

Tachibana Masamune himself remained indifferent.

"Don't just focus on the comparison of high-end combat power. Remember, this is Japan. The Self-Defense Forces, the people—everything here is under our control. Quantity equals violence. Don't just focus on high-end buildings; pay more attention to grassroots management." —Dad

Genjiro's brow remained furrowed, and seeing this, Tachibana Masamune smiled as he brewed tea for his child.

Swish.
Tachibana Masamune took out a black tea bowl and wiped the rim of the bowl clockwise with a silk cloth.

Use a bamboo ladle to scoop out hot water and pour it into a bowl. Hold the bowl with your knuckles and pour the water in to disperse the tea powder in another container.

Holding the rim of the bowl with his left hand and using the whisk in his right, he quickly stirred the tea leaves back and forth. Only after finishing did he hand his finished product to Genji.

"Come on, drink!"

[clang]

"Oh, I'm sorry."

The small bowl that was supposed to hold water for Genjiro was tilted in Tachibana Masamune's hands, bumping against the corner of the table. The rim of the bowl tilted, and the scalding liquid inside poured onto Genjiro's groin.

"!"

Yuan Zhisheng shuddered violently and quickly pushed back half a step by pushing off with his knees.

"Dad, your hands are shaking."

"Hehe, sorry, I'm getting old." Tachibana Masamune smiled gently, then casually placed the broken small bowl into a basket that was already filled with a large number of broken tea bowls.

Yuan Zhisheng: "."

"Haha, please excuse my rudeness. Actually, I wasn't that calm either." Seeing this, Tachibana Masamune could only smile.

"However, what I said is not wrong."

“Quantity is our weapon. Our forces, scattered throughout Japan, can fully implement guerrilla tactics and continuously weaken the enemy’s strength.”

"That's what Tachibana Masamune said."

"Compared to those things, I'm more concerned about understanding what's happening now." Tachibana Masamune frowned. "The progress is too fast. We don't even know the full picture yet, such as why the headquarters attacked us or whether there are any third-party forces involved. It would be unwise to rashly engage in battle like this, which is why I'm holding back."

Of course.

At this moment, Tachibana Masamune was not yet Herzog.

As the leader who led the Snake Clan to the top, he naturally possessed composure and a broad perspective, and was able to recognize that something was amiss.

"The specialists at headquarters should have already realized that someone is trying to sow discord among us, hence their observation of headquarters like this—"

"Our Lord!!!"

Before Tachibana Masamune could continue to offer his insightful opinions, someone barged in from outside.

It was Crow, one of Genjiro's men, a seemingly respectable guy with gold-rimmed glasses, but at this moment he had even lost his tie, was covered in sweat, and was leaning against the door, panting heavily.

In theory, outsiders are not allowed to barge into meetings between the Chief Executive Officer and the Executive Director, which illustrates how urgent the matters to be reported must be.

"Crow. What happened?"

The two of them looked at the person together.

"Headquarters Specialist! Headquarters Specialist! ————"

Tachibana Masamune and Genji Chisei looked at each other.

"Calm down, what's wrong with the headquarters specialist?"

Is it finally time to declare war?
Was it a massacre of civilians?

Or should we use Erii as a hostage?
Or will Erii be used to massacre civilians?

Could it be that they've seized control of the Prime Minister and are about to start a war?
The answer, what is it!
"Headquarters Specialist!" the crow exclaimed, "He's brought musical instruments! He says he wants to perform a street concert in front of our Genji Heavy Industries!"

Source: Tachibana Masamune: "?"

(End of this chapter)