Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

Stepping out of Humpback Whale's office, Lu Mingfei, Caesar, and Chu Zihang walked side by side toward the elevator.

"You're demonizing the work here too much. Actually, the women who come to nightclubs are easy to please. They come here with disappointment and pressure," BasaraKing advised Sakura. "You should open your eyes and see the world."

"Is this how you use your eyes to see the world? Whatever, as long as you're happy." Lu Mingfei gave up on arguing about whether or not he was a gigolo.

"I also won a small award these past few days, an award within the Japanese public relations industry, which has very low visibility. It's a pity I didn't have the chance to go and collect it in Osaka." Caesar whistled, somewhat proud that he had beaten Chu Zihang in terms of winning awards.

Lu Mingfei was speechless. Caesar truly loved what he did and was determined to achieve his goals no matter what.

"I think you should go and communicate with that old Mr. Uesugi as soon as possible," Chu Zihang suggested to Lu Mingfei. "He should really be Uesugi Erii's father, just as he said, and is very likely the former head of the Snake-Headed Eight Families. He can help us in our situation. According to him, he has also been in communication with the principal."

"I rarely admire anyone in my life, but I'm truly impressed by your performance in Tokyo. The first time you abducted the princess of the Snake Clan, the second time you abducted the former Shadow Emperor, and the third time, shouldn't you abduct the White King? If you abduct the White King, we won't have to slay the dragon anymore. The White King might be a beautiful dragon girl. You're selling your body—" Caesar paused abruptly as he told his joke, realizing he might have made the wrong joke.

Chu Zihang remained expressionless, his face unchanged, showing no reaction.

When Lu Mingfei opened the elevator, he glanced at Chu Zihang. Sometimes, a person's disguise is a defense of the heart. Some people use nonsense to cover up their true feelings, while others use a poker face.

None of the three continued speaking after entering the elevator. Caesar looked up at the mural on the ceiling, Lu Mingfei pressed the floor button, and Chu Zihang stared blankly with a blank expression.

The bronze-carved door slowly closed, but before it was completely shut, it was pried open by a hand with distinct knuckles.

An elderly man with gray hair and an unfriendly expression walked into the elevator, carrying a katana used for performances. His gaze was fixed on Lu Mingfei, making his intentions all too clear.

"Good luck, Sakura. I hope to see you again soon." Caesar understood and left the elevator, making a praying gesture before he went.

"Be careful when communicating." Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment before leaving the elevator.

Only Lu Mingfei and Uesugi Otsuka remained in the elevator, staring at each other.

"Master Yue, the ramen today is very good. Thank you for your hospitality. We will come again next time." Lu Mingfei tried to get on his good side in a dry manner.

"You...you...you..." Lu Mingfei should have said something, because Uesugi Kotsushi was already furious. He was thinking about all the nonsense he had said at the ramen stand.

He really wanted to travel back a few hours to strangle the version of himself who was spouting nonsense.

"You... when are you planning to take Erii away from Tokyo? Is Tokyo a safe place now? Why are you still here? That blond Italian just said you were Angers' favorite student. That irresponsible attitude is exactly the same." Uesugi almost couldn't catch his breath. He regained his senses. Now was not the time to fight this brat to the death.

"It's not safe, because... the White King's resurrection?" Lu Mingfei glanced at the camera in the elevator. He had learned from his conversation with Caesar and the others that the Japanese branch might have the secret of the White King's remains, and that the remains might still be able to resurrect.

The remains of the White King are slowly hatching in Japan and may have already developed the ability to move on their own.

"Of course, why do you think I would stay in this... smoky and chaotic place?" Uesugi Kotsugi tried to defend himself, hoping to leave Erii with the image of a good father, and Lu Mingfei could undoubtedly influence Erii's judgment.

"It's nothing more than finding a place to stay where I won't be disturbed. When God lands in Tokyo, I will personally fight him, even if there is no chance of survival, because my child is in this world."

"And once the god... Orochi is resurrected, those with royal blood will be its primary prey. It is incomplete, and those with high bloodlines are like tonics to it. Your bloodline is probably quite high, isn't it?" Uesugi Yue said, feeling deeply moved.

He needs to fight a battle to defend Tokyo.

He used to give up on this world because he felt that the world had also given up on him, but now there is suddenly a blood-related being in the world... Although he still doesn't know how this daughter was born, she is definitely his child, and he can confirm that now.

Uesugi Kotsugu told Lu Mingfei about the resurrection without reservation. Lu Mingfei listened and nodded, digesting the information.

"There will be many ambitious people who want to obtain God."

"Take Erii away from Tokyo, take her to live a normal life, or an extraordinary life, whatever you can do, try to make her laugh, and also learn to laugh on your own." Uesugi Yue's attitude towards Lu Mingfei softened a bit.

"Me?" Lu Mingfei didn't expect to receive any concern at this time.

"She'll be happy if you smile, after all, she cares about you."

After the elevator reached his floor, Uesugi Kotsushi snorted coldly, nonchalantly picked up his katana, and stepped out of the elevator. He had to first confront the heavily made-up middle-aged women in the Takamagahara nightclub.

Lu Mingfei was lost in thought for a moment. After exiting the elevator, he went to Caesar's room to retrieve his original clothes and the pair of black wooden clappers. He also took a staff member's cell phone and stuffed the 50,000 yen he had on him, excluding the checks, into the staff member's pocket.

He walked through a long corridor paved with golden teak and admired an oil painting on the wall depicting a naked boy drawing water from a well.

Finally, Lu Mingfei walked back into the elevator and silently looked at the stainless steel walls. He was the only person in the elevator, and the flowing wind cut through the power cable of the surveillance camera on the top of the elevator car.

The exterior is decorated in a luxurious European style, but the interior of the elevator, which is used by the staff, is decorated in a simple way, allowing people to calm down and look at themselves in the "mirror"—the stainless steel, which has been ground and polished, can achieve the effect of a mirror.

Nightclubs are places filled with a glamorous atmosphere, and staff members need to calm their restless hearts in the elevator.

Imitating the movements of the shadow warrior, Lu Mingfei gently struck the clapper.

The frequency is incorrect.

The actual effect comes from the sound of the clapper produced by a specific striking method.

He turned to look at himself in the "mirror" next to him.

The ancient and majestic man in the steel also turned to look at him, they looked at each other like emperors looking at their subjects, they looked at everyone with that same gaze.

Whatever Lu Mingfei did, the emperor-like figure in the steel mirror did the same thing; the two were almost synchronized, only half a beat slower.

He tried striking the clapper nine times in the elevator, constantly refining the sound under the emperor's watchful eye, each strike getting closer to the correct method.

The palpitations intensified, and the frequency of the sound was close to that of the Shadow Warrior's strike.

After recording the audio with his phone, he crushed the clapper into pieces, small wood chips dripping from his fingertips.

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Shinjuku City, Genji Heavy Industries.

The person entered the black skyscraper with a cigarette-shaped candy in their mouth.

He swaggered into Genji Heavy Industries, skillfully avoiding the lobby surveillance cameras, and swiped his card and entered his password to get into the employee elevator.

It felt just like coming home.

Once inside the elevator, he put a McDonald's paper bag over his head as a hood.