Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

Erii raised her sparkling eyes, her joy overflowing, a smile appearing on her lips. She took out a notebook and a pen from her loose kimono, wrote and drew on it, and then showed it to Genji.

"Yes, it's a promise. I'll definitely keep my word later."

Erii then wrote and drew some more, and showed it to Genjiro again.

"It's the dog that breaks its promise, I promise you."

Erii then put the game console into her kimono.

Upon witnessing this scene, Tachibana Masamune held his head in distress.

"We will continue with the Ghost Clan's affairs. As the designated successor of Kassel College, if the Ghost Clan gets wind of this and assassinates him, it will lead to a complete break between us and Kassel College."

"Everyone must do their utmost to investigate and stop the Fierce Ghosts."

......

Yuan Zhisheng was appointed as the head of the family to welcome Lu Mingfei.

As the director of the Tokyo Executive Bureau, he is also one of the top three families of the Snake Clan, and a high-achieving student who studied at the academy. He has a certain affinity with Lu Mingfei, who is also from the academy.

It was most appropriate for him to greet Lu Mingfei, since there was no one else to choose.

He and his men, Crow, Yaksha, and Sakura, drove an off-road vehicle to the airport.

"Should we give him a hard time, like we did with those guys before?"

Genjiro did not respond to his subordinate's suggestion.

The questions raised at the meeting not long ago were still echoing in his mind.

The Demon Clan is becoming increasingly rampant and powerful, while the Snake Clan seems to be stuck in their ways. According to feedback from their retainers, their battles against the Demon Clan have been difficult in the past few conflicts, and even using the materials from the Ganryu Research Institute has not made it easy to win.

Those demons gained a qualitative improvement in their understanding and use of the power of words.

He neither agreed nor disagreed with the crow's suggestion.

Yasha drove the car with Genjiro in the middle of the airport runway.

From afar, a streamlined airplane could be seen gliding down, its highly recognizable fuselage catching the eye.

The modified Gulfstream 550 was Angers's personal aircraft. They had the privilege of seeing the plane, which was said to signify Angers's presence.

Yuan Zhisheng opened the car door and stood at the front of the car, staring directly at the approaching plane without any intention of stopping.

The crow was somewhat surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Chief, should we take cover? Has the plane's brakes failed?"

For some reason, a male voice suddenly rang out amidst the roar of the plane's engines.

"Anyone who backs down is a coward!"

Although the crow couldn't understand the meaning of the Chinese sentence, it could tell that it was very provocative.

"Chief?"

As soon as those words were spoken, the Gulfstream 550 not only did not slow down, but actually accelerated. This mysterious maneuver left the Crow, who was preparing to intimidate the other party, completely bewildered and chilled to the bone.

This is Angers' exclusive vehicle. Although it's far from the capital, this is not something that can be easily damaged.

"I'll move the car right away." Crow immediately started the car and swerved it outwards to make sure it wasn't in the plane's path before finally relaxing and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned as he watched the wheels about to run him over, his face turning pale, before he moved to the side.

"madman!"

Before he could finish speaking, the roar of the engine swept over his head, and the plane taxied a distance before coming to a stop.

Not long ago, on the Gulfstream 550.

Lu Mingfei heard the driver yell, "Crazy!"

Two cars were parked on the runway where the planes landed, right in the middle, and two people were standing outside the cars waiting.

"They've come with ill intentions!"

“You are the one who came here,” the driver said.

"Aren't they afraid of being hit by a plane?"

"That's why I said they're crazy. All the mixed-race people in Tokyo are mentally ill."

"..." Lu Mingfei, after considering the information he received at the academy, learned that the mixed-race people in Tokyo looked down on those mixed-race people with lower bloodlines and even bullied them. After a very short period of deep thought,

He said, "Hit it! Accelerate!"

"?!" The pilot could hardly believe his ears. "Do you want to hear what you're saying? This is the only modified Gulfstream 550 in the world, and it doesn't have any escape devices at all."

“Go ahead and hit me, I can’t take the responsibility! You won’t die if I hit you, but I might!” The driver refused to comply.

"The principal is my maternal grandfather," Lu Mingfei said proudly. "You don't need to pay compensation, and someone as powerful as me can't even protect your safety?"

The driver was impressed by the first half of Lu Mingfei's sentence and increased his speed.

Lu Mingfei seemed unsatisfied and roared, "Whoever chickens out is a coward!"

He used his ability to make the sound travel outside.

“Madman!” the driver repeated.

Just when he thought the plane was about to crash and he was about to die, the other party miraculously dodged away.

“A lunatic won’t dodge. These guys are just afraid of being hurt to death. Can someone who’s afraid of death be a lunatic?” Lu Mingfei waited for the plane to come to a complete stop.

The driver then understood what Lu Mingfei really meant: these Tokyo mixed-race people pretending to be mentally ill were afraid of those who didn't value their lives; they were bullies who preyed on the weak and feared the strong.

Lu Mingfei pushed open the cabin door and looked back, seeing Yuan Zhisheng with his hair disheveled by the strong wind.

This is the first meeting between the world's first mixed-race individual and Tokyo's first mixed-race individual.

The driver followed behind Lu Mingfei, raised his middle finger at Yuan Zhisheng, and said in broken Chinese, "Idiot."

He then returned to the cockpit and drove the Gulfstream 550 away with a flourish.

"Nice to meet you." Lu Mingfei glanced back at the plane that had already flown away and greeted Yuan Zhisheng casually.

Yuan Zhisheng recognized the voice as belonging to the person who shouted "Whoever is a coward is a grandson".

He also believed that the Gulfstream 550's acceleration maneuver was orchestrated by Lu Mingfei, and his perception of Lu Mingfei subtly changed.

Lu Mingfei also had a bad impression of Yuan Zhisheng.

The two people who didn't like each other still shook hands.

"Nice to meet you, Lu Mingfei."

"Sigh, the title of the world's number one hybrid is just an empty name. I recently met a really awesome character."

Yuan Zhisheng's lips twitched involuntarily. He hadn't even said anything yet, and this person was not only crazy, but also so narcissistic.

Without saying much, Yuan Zhisheng invited Lu Mingfei to return to the Sheqi Eight Families.

......

Yuan Zhisheng felt that Lu Mingfei's current mental problems were very strange, like something that had been broken down and reassembled, as if some terrible element had been accidentally added.

Lu Mingfei remained quiet in the car, a state that continued until they entered the Genji Heavy Industries building.

He suddenly exuded an indescribable aura, as if he were determined to fight to the very end.

Genjiro brought Lu Mingfei to the meeting place of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

Angers gave Lu Mingfei too many important titles, which made them have to take it seriously. After all, Angers would really fly all the way to Japan because of this, and it was unknown whether he could recreate what happened decades ago.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the people present. There were not only office workers with thinning hair, but also plump women and old-fashioned, serious men. None of them caught his attention.

What caught his attention was a girl with deep red hair wearing a black veil, playing a game console and freely controlling her character in battle. Her relaxed and carefree style was completely out of place in the serious atmosphere.

The powerful life energy emanating from her surprised even Lu Mingfei.

The classification of mixed-race individuals appears to be systematic, with categories such as A, B, and C.

However, there were no strict evaluation criteria such as combat tests or support tests.

Different spirit attributes and proficiency levels in using words, coupled with the fact that some families manipulate their mixed-race children's rankings to ensure their success and recognition, all contribute to the problem.

This makes some hybrid races appear to have high ranks but lack corresponding combat abilities, making them seem somewhat unreliable.

Perhaps we should categorize teams into support and offensive types so that they can better coordinate with each other when carrying out missions.

He pulled himself back from his reverie and turned his attention back to the red-haired girl.

This girl is at least on par with Angers.

This was his initial assessment; if the power of words were taken into account, he really couldn't say who was stronger or weaker.

The claim that the former world's number one hybrid is exaggerated is a bit misleading; any random pretty hybrid is almost identical to the former world's number one hybrid.

Erii noticed Lu Mingfei's gaze but only glanced at him during the brief moment when her opponent revealed an opening.

He then continued his game, unleashing a smooth combo that caused his opponent's health bar to plummet.

"You must be tired from your long journey." Sitting in the main seat, Tachibana Masamune gestured to the guest seats next to him.

"It's not tiring at all. I'll just take a nap on the plane and we'll be there soon," Lu Mingfei replied after taking his seat.

"..."

"Don't your traffic laws cover airport runways? Can we just park our cars in the middle of the road?" Lu Mingfei casually complained.

"..." Tachibana Masamune never expected his conversation with the world's number one hybrid to start like this.

He glanced at Genjiro.

Yuan Zhisheng explained his previous experience in a low voice, somewhat embarrassed.

After learning about it, Tachibana Masamune simply nodded silently.

“As the head of the family, I also bear responsibility for my subordinates’ mistakes.” Tachibana Masamune nodded slightly.

Lu Mingfei nodded absentmindedly, wondering what Xia Mi meant by the Tokyo woman. Could it be the voluptuous mature woman sitting across from him?

He glanced furtively at the woman opposite him who claimed to be the head of the Nanami family.

A mature woman exuding wifely charm is definitely Mengde's favorite; anyone who can attend this meeting must be extraordinary.

I also heard from a Dragon King that this place is where the descendants of the White King gather.

They all have two eyes and one mouth, so there's no difference.