Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

Could it be that the White King secretly added some personal ingredients to the genes of his offspring?

"Whether it's responsibility or not, I can't expect you to drag the offending subordinate out and behead him." Lu Mingfei raised his head slightly, glancing at the deep red-haired girl who was playing a game.

It's a fighting game he's very familiar with.

"..." Tachibana Masamune's prepared speech was almost choked by these few words.

Having just learned about Lu Mingfei's unconventional nature from Yuan Zhisheng, I'm now learning about another side of him: his unique linguistic talent.

"Please allow me to serve you tea as a token of my apology."

"Okay, okay..." Lu Mingfei said somewhat perfunctorily. A major accident that almost resulted in the destruction of the plane and loss of life was being treated so casually, and he was being treated with tea ceremony. Shouldn't he be kneeling down and apologizing at this point?

The local gangs were too rude, and he didn't intend to delve any deeper into the matter with these impolite people, so his originally serious attitude became much more perfunctory.

While everyone else was focused on the game, Erii's attention was entirely on the game console in her hand, and she muttered to herself, "Punch, punch, press your advantage."

"Please let Genjiro, the head of the Minamoto family, introduce you to the other members of the Snake-Headed Eight Families." Tachibana Masamune skillfully arranged the tea set.

"This is the head of the Inuyama family...this is the head of the Nanami family..."

Lu Mingfei echoed each of Yuan Zhisheng's explanations, and after Erii's character was defeated, he muttered under his breath, "So bad."

Of course, this is only in his opinion; for the average gamer, he is considered a pretty good player.

Erii immediately raised her head, gave a displeased snort, and then rolled her eyes at Lu Mingfei.

He realized that he probably shouldn't comment on Uesugi Erii, who was one of the top three families, in case she got upset and caused him trouble.

Lu Mingfei turned to look at Tachibana Masamune, still able to feel the hostile gaze from the head of the Uesugi family.

He awkwardly moved on to another topic, “Mr. Tachibana Masamune’s tea ceremony is indeed exquisite. Although I don’t understand it, I must have been burned many times.”

Tachibana Masamune's raised hand suddenly paused, and the hot water in the cup almost overflowed. Fortunately, the previous words had prepared him mentally, otherwise the hot water would have really spilled over the rim of the cup.

The atmosphere became awkward. Lu Mingfei awkwardly touched the tip of his nose, coughed lightly, and spoke again in an attempt to ease the tension.

Why has all communication between the Tokyo branch and headquarters been severed?

He tried to gloss over the issue by talking about serious business.

Upon hearing this, Tachibana Masamune put down his tea set.

He knew that the Ghost Clan's affairs could be kept secret for a while, but not forever, and the turbulent world situation might provide an opportunity to make his move.

"It's not that we don't want to contact headquarters, but that we can't. Recently, there have been unusual phenomena emerging all over the world, including in Japan. Some unruly mixed-race people in Japan have taken this opportunity to attack key nodes, which led to this problem."

"What audacity! Has it eaten the heart of a dragon and the gall of a phoenix? It doesn't even put the Kassel College headquarters in its eyes." Lu Mingfei deliberately raised his voice, intending to draw everyone's attention to this matter.

"Perhaps they received assistance from some unknown force. We know very little about this unknown force, so even we dare not act rashly," Tachibana Masamune replied.

"In that case, restoring communications will no longer be the primary task; the priority is to eliminate those hybrids who use unknown powers."

“That’s absolutely right,” Tachibana Masamune agreed.

"Are all those mixed-race people evildoers?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"They call themselves the 'Demon Clan,' and they do all sorts of shady things," Tachibana Masamune gave an ambiguous answer.

It doesn't say that these mixed-race people are vicious, nor does it say that they were forced into this situation.

“Alright, it’s my turn.” Lu Mingfei suddenly stood up. “Give me a location.”

"?" Tachibana Masamune glanced at Lu Mingfei, who looked a bit chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), and whispered a few words to Genji Chisei.

They all assumed that Lu Mingfei was so furious he wanted to kill all those fierce ghosts, so they didn't refuse his request.

"The Paradise Pavilion is one of the properties of the Demon Clan, and it gathers many Demon Clan members..." Genji cleverly revealed some of the information he had gathered about the Paradise Pavilion.

This includes information such as location and the general personnel configuration identified during the investigation.

“This matter is not urgent. The extermination of the Demon Clan cannot be accomplished overnight. They have been entrenched in Japan for a long time, and with the help of unknown forces, it will take a lot of effort to resolve this.” Tachibana Masamune changed the hot water in the pot and continued to prepare the tea ceremony.

"Let's have a drink first, rest for the night, and then gather our strength before setting off."

"..."

Lu Mingfei really wanted to complain. His own "home" was such a mess, yet he still had the mind to play with tea ceremony. If you weren't the leader of the Snake Clan, I would have suspected that you were a traitor from the Fierce Ghost Clan who had infiltrated the ranks.

"A mere bunch of fierce ghosts is not worth making a fuss about. I'll be right back."

He got up and walked outside.

"Lu-kun, wait..." Genjiro chased after him out the door, but found no one there. Even the crow and the yaksha standing by the door were nowhere to be found, as if they had vanished into thin air.

A perfectly healthy person just vanished like that?

Yuan Zhisheng returned to the conference room, utterly bewildered.

"how?"

"Disappeared..."

"Disappeared?" Tachibana Masamune didn't understand Genji's words. "What do you mean?"

"It's just..." Before Genji could finish speaking, Crow staggered in.

"Young Master, something terrible has happened to the head of the family." Crow held up his phone. "Latest intelligence: the spies planted in the Paradise Pavilion say they were attacked by an unknown force, destroying half of the Paradise Pavilion in an instant. They suspect it's the Dragon King's resurrection."

Chapter 268 Destroying the Paradise Pavilion

"The Dragon King has revived?"

Tachibana Masamune unconsciously repeated these words.

These words struck everyone like a hammer blow, making them uneasy.

Unlike other mixed-race people, those in Tokyo are descendants of the White King, living in the place where their ancestors once lived.

In other words, if a Dragon King were to be resurrected in Tokyo, the only one who could possibly be resurrected is the White King.

"That shouldn't be the case," Tachibana Masamune said in disbelief.

Apart from the occasional troublemakers among the demons, everything was peaceful in Tokyo. There was no sign of the White King's resurgence, nor was there any prophecy indicating that he would resurrect in the near future.

The five families of Inuyama, Fuma, Sakurai, Ryoma, and Miyamoto all turned their attention to Tachibana Masamune.

The resurrection of the Dragon King is not only a major event that will cause a sensation in Japan, but it will also expose them to the mixed-race forces led by the Secret Party.

The secret society will definitely investigate the relevant intelligence, and it's only a matter of time before the White King's secret is exposed.

The atmosphere, which was still somewhat tense due to Lu Mingfei's offense, was instantly doused with ice water by the news of the Dragon King's resurrection, leaving everyone feeling utterly chilled.

Even Erii, who usually ignores the atmosphere and only plays games, puts down her game console, sits up straight, and looks at Tachibana Masamune with a sharp gaze, as if she is asking for something.

Erii is not only the head of the Uesugi family, but also a line of defense against the White King.

"Patriarch..."

Even Genjiro was no exception, reminding the absent-minded Tachibana Masamune that he was waiting for an order.

He is the director of the Tokyo Executive Bureau and also the visible combat force. Even if the Dragon King is resurrected, he still has to maintain the security of Tokyo. This is his responsibility.

After a long, blank stare and expressionless expression, Tachibana Masamune pondered, "Have any more intelligence reports come from the spies?"

The crow shook its head. "The last audio clip sounds like someone was knocked unconscious by a falling rock, followed by the sound of a rock hitting the ground."

"Immediately mobilize our informants near the Paradise Pavilion to investigate the situation there and confirm whether the Dragon King has been resurrected!" Tachibana Masamune made a reasonable judgment.

The crow quickly contacted its informant and dictated the message from the spy.

"The Elysium is in complete chaos, with flames everywhere. It seems to have been attacked on a large scale. The fighting is fierce, and many hybrids have escaped, only to be flown back into the Elysium for some unknown reason."

"Another group of people were thrown out; the exact number is difficult to estimate at the moment, but they look like ordinary people."

"I could vaguely hear words like 'For the sake of bonds, for the sake of comrades' coming from inside, then it stopped abruptly..."

"It's over. The whole battle has ended. It lasted about a minute. The informant saw a monster come out of it, but he couldn't see its appearance clearly."

"The informant... it seems even the informant has been dealt with."

......

All they heard was news of the destruction of the Paradise Palace, and in a very short time.

No one present even had time to react.

The Paradise Hall is a relatively important stronghold of the Demon Clan, so it's impossible that it wasn't guarded. To be able to turn the Paradise Hall into a place ravaged by artillery fire in such a short time and eliminate the hybrids inside is something that ordinary hybrids could not do.

"The patriarch asked me to go and take a look." Yuan Zhisheng asked himself honestly, even with the power of words activated, he couldn't accurately distinguish between ordinary people and hybrids when the destructive power was so great.

The only one comparable to her is Erii, but even she lacks precision in terms of destructive power.

They had never experienced or even witnessed the Dragon King's resurrection; they probably believed that only the Dragon King possessed such immense power.

Even though he knew that this journey might be a one-way trip, he still had to move forward.

He suppressed Erii's eagerness and volunteered himself.

Tachibana Masamune remained noncommittal, deep in thought.

The timing of the destruction of the Elysium was very strange; it happened precisely when the heir to the Kassel College came to inspect it.

Could it be that "that group" that has been cooperating with the Ghost Gang suddenly turned against them and went to destroy the Paradise Hall in a protest?

Or is it that, according to rumors circulating outside, the secretly resurrected Dragon King has already arrived in Tokyo, intending to seize the almost perfect Dragon King essence blood?

It couldn't possibly have been done by Lu Mingfei, the so-called strongest hybrid who had just disappeared not long ago, who spouts nonsense and mocked his precious Erii, right?

Regardless, this is a sign, a sign of turmoil.

Not only the outside world, but even Tokyo itself has descended into chaos; there is no paradise on earth.

"Genjiro, you will be the commander and lead the Fuuma family's hybrids to investigate." Tachibana Masamune didn't want Genjiro to put himself in danger; the bloodline he carried couldn't allow him to charge into battle.

The hybrid ninjas of the Fuma clan can conduct intelligence gathering. Even if there are surviving hybrids, they are not a threat. More importantly, if it really is the Dragon King who comes to Tokyo, they can send out intelligence in time to deal with the situation.

"Understood, subordinate," the head of the Fengmo family replied, bowing his head.

“I understand.” Genjiro knew the purpose of Tachibana Masamune’s arrangement and did not object. The patriarch’s arrangement was the most reasonable judgment at present.

"Remember, be very careful. Don't act rashly before you've confirmed the truth. Intelligence is the most important thing," Tachibana Masamune warned again.

The head of the Fuuma family and Genjiro stood up with resolute expressions and walked outside.

Just then, a voice pierced through the air.