Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"Dong Wenjue is actually connected to him?!"

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"I wondered why he was able to expand his smuggling business so much. It turns out he got involved with Tai Sui. That makes sense now."

Meeting Uesugi Kiyoshi's questioning gaze, Kudo Yuichi began to explain in a low voice.

"There are a total of 29 yakuza groups in Tokyo, both large and small, that are well-known and have official titles."

"Among them, the most prosperous were the Kowloon Group, the Dongwen Association, and the Guandong Union."

"The Kowloon Group has a deep foundation. The Dongwen Society uses small forces to fight against large ones and the weak to resist the strong. The Guandong United Group originated from a biker gang and started with the gambling industry. Later, it was acquired by capital and became a major player in the conglomerate."

"Besides these three families, there are some other organizations with considerable strength, but they have not risen to the level of these three families because of some insurmountable constraints."

"The Tai Sui that the Tai Sui gang represents is the most typical example."

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Chapter 98 Orchids for Brocade Robes

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't really know much about these yakuza rumors.

He asked in a low voice with some curiosity, "Then why didn't this Tai Sui become one of the top extreme cultivators?"

Kudo Yuichi's gaze was somewhat distant, and his expression was one of admiration.

"That Grand Duke Jupiter is a legendary figure."

"He was cursed by the Grand Duke Jupiter and never returned. He used to be infamous in Tokyo, but in recent years the Metropolitan Police Department has increased its crackdown on gangs, so he has disappeared somewhat."

"Qing, they are a Chinese gang."

As soon as those three words were uttered, Uesugi Kiyoshi immediately understood.

Due to certain uncontrollable reasons, these things cannot be explained in too much detail, but there are indeed Chinese gangs in the Japanese Yakuza. Their members are mostly people with criminal records who were smuggled into Japan in the 1980s and 1990s, as well as students and workers who came to Japan to study or work.

These struggling strangers, seeking solace in each other, lived in fear and uncertainty in the chaotic Shinjuku and other areas, and naturally ended up on the path of yakuza.

Many people have no other choice after they lose everything.

Uesugi Kiyoshi had heard of these things, although he had never witnessed them.

With Kudo Yuichi saying that, Uesugi Kiyoshi could guess what the so-called "shackles" were.

This powerful figure may be very capable, leading his men to thrive in the underworld, but it will be difficult for him to take things to the next level, as this is, after all, a foreign land, not his home turf.

"The Chinese community in Tokyo follows this tyrant's lead. He has a complex network of relationships across the sea, and it is said that he also has trustworthy trading partners in Russia and Southeast Asia. He is a very influential person. However, in Japan, he is not as well-connected as Dong Wenjue."

"It is estimated that Dong Wenjue's smuggling relied on the sources of goods contacted by this powerful figure, and that the shipments from Japan were also dumped through his network of connections."

"Hey, smuggling isn't that simple. Those capitalists' money isn't easy to earn either. There are all sorts of things to consider: the source of goods, sales channels, customs, and human smugglers. How to get them in, how to get them out, and what to trade for profit. There are a lot of connections to be cultivated."

"If that Grand Duke Jupiter and the Serpent of Dongwen join forces, this deal is indeed rock solid. But to go against both of them at the same time, humph, is no different from courting death!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi quickly grasped the key point.

"None of these matters. The key is—the extraordinary."

Kudo Yu understood Uesugi Kiyoshi's meaning in a second.

"Don't worry about that, Qing. In any industry, once you reach a certain level, the extraordinary world will not be a secret."

"Back then, Tai Sui's men were incredibly skilled fighters. They beat the local gangs so badly they were crying for their parents. The only ones who could rival him in terms of martial arts were the Three Families. They had a martial arts instructor there whose strength was unfathomable. I reckon he was probably Tai Sui."

Before he could finish speaking, Uesugi Kiyoshi remained perfectly clear-headed.

He looked at Maki Higashimoto with some anticipation.

"So, Miss Dongwen, can you get this powerful figure's help?"

Maki Azuma shook her head uncertainly.

"My father's original words were that I should persuade him that my father and Tai Sui should only have a cooperative relationship."

"I'm not sure, but I can only try my best. Every bit of strength is precious these days."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's mind raced, and after a moment of contemplation, he made a decision.

"In that case, shall we go together?"

“When discussing cooperation with others, the more important the stake, the better. You can represent the Dongwen Association, and I can represent the Collectors Association to talk to this powerful figure.”

"To be honest, I'm a little ashamed to say this, but despite my appearance, I do have some knowledge of conversation techniques, which should be of some help to you."

Maki Azuma naturally had no reason to object. She exchanged a glance with Shinzumi, nodded, stood up, and bowed deeply to Kiyoshi Uesugi once more.

"Then let's go now."

"Uesugi-kun, I'll be looking forward to your guidance!"

At the same time, in Shinagawa Ward.

Shinagawa means "river where goods come and go," and as the name suggests, it was formerly used as a port area.

Japan's customs office is located in this area, which borders Tokyo Bay.

On a street by the sea, in the backyard of a traditional Chinese courtyard house that stands out somewhat from the surrounding architecture.

A middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old, with a pale face and thin features, strolled leisurely through the courtyard.

The rain was heavy, but the raindrops seemed to encounter an insurmountable barrier three inches above his head, and were pushed aside, leaving him completely dry.

Braving the heavy rain, he arrived at the somewhat quiet courtyard, sniffed the air, and then plunged into the side room.

Before long, he emerged from the side room, holding a small steamer basket in his hand and a small soup dumpling in his mouth. He bit through the translucent skin, and delicious broth flowed into his mouth and tongue, making him hum contentedly through his nostrils before swallowing the dumpling whole.

When he turned his attention to the yard, his eyes widened instantly. He coughed a few times and almost dropped the steamer in his hand.

Bamboo reclining chairs are placed in the corridor under the eaves.

A beautiful figure leaned back on the recliner.

With a petite and graceful figure and gentle, watery features, her moon-white cheongsam accentuated her still somewhat immature body, giving her an incongruous air of maturity.

She held her sketchbook and pen, sketching freely in the pouring rain.

Her very existence is a beautiful picture in itself.

The middle-aged man looked the girl in the cheongsam up and down as if he had seen a ghost, swallowed the food in his mouth, and spoke in surprise.

"Did the sun rise in the west today? Our Miss Fuyao is dressed up so carefully and even put on makeup?"

"Hey, you usually wear shirts, jeans, and canvas shoes. Comfort is more important than looking good—that's what you said."

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"My goodness, isn't this cheongsam a sixteenth birthday gift that your aunt brought back from China for you? You said you were going to wear it when you got married. What a wonderful day it is today that you've bought all this?"

The person sitting there, squinting as they draw, is Li Fuyao, who had met Uesugi Kiyoshi once before.

She continued painting as if she hadn't heard, replying in a calm tone, "Third Uncle, I simmered broth all night, turned it into aspic, and spent three or four hours chopping the filling and rolling out the dough. In the end, I made a few steamers of buns. Do you like the taste?"

The middle-aged man, referred to as Third Uncle, was taken aback, then nodded and praised repeatedly, "Not bad, not bad, your cooking is just like your mother's, it's delicious."

Li Fuyao glanced at her third uncle and said in a somewhat cold voice, "Even such delicious steamed buns can't shut you up, is that it?"

Uncle San's expression froze, speechless after being rebuked. He knew he was indebted to this woman, so he waved his hand with an awkward smile.

"Alright, alright, Miss Fuyao, do as you please. I was just being nosy—I've taken the steamed buns with me. Old Tai Sui hasn't had breakfast yet, so I'll bring some over for him."

Li Fuyao lowered her head again.

"Whatever you want, but if I find out that you're encouraging my dad to drink early in the morning, then there won't be any steamed buns, let alone steamed bread."

Uncle San went back and got a few more steamers, then slipped away as fast as he could.

"Okay, okay, we're not drunkards. Honestly, you're nosy!"

He muttered a few complaints under his breath, then disappeared into the rain.

Li Fuyao sat up slightly, picked up the sketchbook, and examined the sketch she had just finished. Her eyes crinkled with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on her face.

The figure in the painting is wearing a white shirt and fitted riding breeches, with a sword-shaped medal on his chest and gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. He is smiling gently, while a sharp katana in his hand is dripping blood.

Opposite him, countless ghostly figures appeared in a hazy, grotesque manner, roaring and howling, yet they could not make him change color in the slightest.

Li Fuyao closed the sketchbook, looked up at the gray sky where the rain was pouring down, and softly hummed a lullaby.

He came from the mountains, carrying orchids.

There is no wealth in the house, and no treasure in the pocket.

The cold wind is biting, but diligence leads to a good career.

To win the bright moon's favor, I'll exchange orchids for brocade robes.

As the girl's melodious singing filled the air, several black minivans were already approaching the gate of the compound.

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P.S. Yeah, two consecutive PYs.

Because I was so afraid of bad luck, I maxed out my luck stat.

An unlucky guy who was taken in by the police was transported to another world, but he started with a full set of good luck.

A fantasy novel with an invincible protagonist, primarily lighthearted and humorous.

I've read this book. The writing and plot are both good. The main character is quite good-looking, so I guess all you handsome guys can find it relatable.

Those who are interested may wish to take a look.

P.S. Well, the lyrics at the end are from GAI's "Orchid Grass." The protagonist's character design was inspired by that song, and the lyrics were modified from those by Hu Shi.