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Touwen Maki pursed her lips and lowered her voice, sounding a little guilty, but she did not remain silent.

"I heard from Kudo-kun that you came to Kowloon Group. I think it's because of me."

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"I want to do something. I don't want my husband to run around alone."

“I called, but the call didn’t go through.”

"If I disturb sir's plan, I will leave immediately."

Dong Wen Maki's eyes were sincere, her words were earnest with a hint of pleading, her posture was very humble and her attitude was very good.

This made Uesugi Kiyoshi's dissatisfaction gradually fade away.

He was here to do something important, so he naturally couldn't leave his cell phone ringing. As for Maki Touwen coming here, it couldn't be considered a bad thing.

The eldest daughter of the Eastern Culture Association came to the core headquarters of the Kowloon Group in person, which also showed her sincerity.

"Nothing, I'm just worried about your safety. Dong Wenyu may send someone to harm you at any time. You'd better be careful before tomorrow."

Touwen Maki's expression relaxed a little and she shook her head.

"It will be the same there as long as Kamishi follows me."

"Besides, I feel that I am only safe when I am with you, sir."

Hearing this answer, Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded without comment, looked up at the Ninth Generation Dragon Heart, and gave a perfect smile.

"Senior, you are joking. I don't need your help in your territory. Maki and I have the same goal. She thinks it is more polite to be there in person for such things."

After saying that, Uesugi Kiyoshi did not give Jiushi Longxin a chance to change the subject and spoke immediately.

"Senior, I have done everything you told me to do. Now the Shanxin Association and the Yuan Association have lost face. If today's incident gets out, they will be in disgrace and their appeal will definitely be affected."

"You should be aware of my attitude. At this point, within the Kowloon Group, I can only stand on your side."

"Then could you please lend me a hand tomorrow?"

Jiushi Longxin retracted his ambiguous gaze and said with a leisurely smile: "Do you want me to help you deal with Dong Wenyu?"

"It's not impossible, but if my Ninth Generation Society takes action, then things may not be that simple."

"Have you thought about it?"

"You just said that this is the internal affairs of the Dongwen Society. If I intervene and set a precedent, then countless people will follow suit and the matter will become a big fuss - is this the result you want?"

Uesugi Qing was silent for a moment and shook his head.

When he thought about it carefully, he could understand what Jiushi Longxin said. The leader of the Kowloon Group personally took part in the action. This was a real big move and it was not an exaggeration to attract the attention of the entire Tokyo.

If someone takes the lead in eating the meat, others will follow suit and drink the soup.

"But I'm afraid the Shanxin Society and the Yuan Society will not be able to swallow this anger. They will definitely take action secretly tomorrow. I'm afraid."

"This is easy to handle."

Jiushi Longxin smiled lightly and said calmly: "If only these two younger generations were responsible, it wouldn't be necessary for all my men to go out in force."

"This is my adopted son. You young people should have common topics to talk about. Go ahead and chat."

"I am old now. The world now belongs to you."

Jiushi Longxin stood up, holding his waist and waved to the people below.

"That's enough, Long Ping, Long Yilang, young people are talking, don't join in the fun, help me down and take a rest, my waist is so old."

The old businessman in the black suit and the man with the slicked-back hair in the silver suit understood instantly, stood up and walked behind Jiushi Longxin, followed him and the beautiful middle-aged woman and slowly walked into the inner room.

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked at their backs in some astonishment, then turned his gaze to the only young man left.

The young man who carries the demon spirit of the Snow Boy.

The two people's eyes met, and he stood up and walked in front of Uesugi Kiyoshi without any hesitation. He first looked at Toufumi Maki beside him with a scrutinizing look, but then extended his hand to Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"I am the adopted son of the ninth president and the president of the Liu Society - Liu Longren. It's our first meeting. Please give me your guidance."

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. My words can represent my godfather's opinion."

The somewhat cold baritone matched the equally cold face perfectly. Uesugi Qing hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Liu Longren, and felt a needle-like chill coming from the fingers on the other side.

How should I put it, this sentence contains a lot of information.

The adopted son of the Ninth Generation Long Xin, however, had a Tianchao name, and the name was so strange that Uesugi Kiyoshi was a little puzzled.

"Are you from China?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi asked tentatively.

Liu Longren seemed accustomed to such questions. He nodded casually and began to explain.

"You are not the first person to ask this question. People who ask this question usually think, 'Why would a Chinese become the adopted son of the leader of the Kowloon Group?'"

He blinked and said expressionlessly, "My adoptive father had no children. I was adopted by him when I was eight years old. Fourteen of my brothers and sisters were also adopted at the same time. We came from all over the world and from different countries."

"Now, ten years later, I am the only one left alive."

"Do you have any questions?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes narrowed and he shook his head with a heavy expression.

There is a murderous and bloody smell in these words.

It has a bit of the tragic flavor of the fight for the throne among princes in palace dramas.

Uesugi Kiyoshi had no intention of wasting time on the family relationships of the Kowloon Group, so he immediately returned to the main topic.

After thinking for a few seconds, he got straight to the point.

"Then, President Liu, I need you to help me block the people from the Yuan Association and the Shanxin Association tomorrow, and don't let them interfere with the internal disputes of the Dongwen Association."

"Is that okay?"

Liu Longren spoke without thinking.

"Just call me Liu. That's what my friends call me."

"No problem. This is what my adoptive father told me to do. Don't worry, no current member of the Kowloon Group will appear at the headquarters of the Eastern Literature Association as your enemy tomorrow."

He paused, flexed his wrist, and said eagerly: "The task of stopping them can be handed over to my friends. I can also help you myself, Uesugi-kun, don't look at me like this, I'm quite good at fighting."

Uesugi Qing believed this, as Liu Longren was also one of the three extraordinary people in the Kowloon Group. In addition, the Snow Boy Demon Soul in his body might have had some influence on him.

The cold temperature of his hands was evidence of this.

Therefore, his fighting ability is difficult to estimate.

The other party spoke quickly and bluntly, so Uesugi Kiyoshi did not hide anything.

He smiled bitterly and sighed, "Liu, you agreed so readily, but it makes me a little doubtful."

Liu Longren was not surprised that Uesugi Kiyoshi would think this way.

He said frankly: "When I do things, I will be very clear about the order, which helps me think."

"You are one of us for three reasons."

"First, you are my foster father's disciple. My foster father trusts you, and we also have a common enemy. With this relationship, I am willing to fight alongside you."

"Second, I like you."

After hearing this somewhat unreasonable reason, Uesugi Kiyoshi was moved.

Xingzi, who carries the Yingcao demon spirit, is very attached to herself.

Maki Toufumi, who possesses the demon soul of the demon sword princess, obeys her orders and is very respectful to her.

Now, the holder of the snow boy's demon soul said as a matter of course, "I like you."

What exactly is this demonic soul? Can it influence the mind of its owner?

What is the connection between the Hundred Demons Scroll and the demon spirits?

Before he could come up with a conclusion, his face changed in shock at Liu Longren's next words.

"Third, I heard that you are Fuyao's fiancé?"

Uesugi Qing raised his head suddenly, instantly matched the name, and asked in surprise: "Why do you say that?"

The corners of Liu Longren's mouth twitched slightly. He took out his mobile phone, swiped the screen, and showed Shangshan Qing a chat record from not long ago.

He blinked again, and for some reason, his tone was faintly gloating.

"Third uncle said so."

Liu Longren said so.

Chapter 113: Buwuyin

"Senior Ye is just joking."

Stunned Uesugi Kiyoshi was silent for a few seconds, then sighed and said with a wry smile.

He and Li Fuyao had only known each other for two days, and he never expected to hear the title of his fiancé.

He admired Li Fuyao very much. She was an impeccable, talented and elegant woman, but he didn't admire her to the point of marrying her.

Liu Longren nodded slightly without comment, patted Uesugi Qing's shoulder, and looked at him strangely.

That look means - whatever you say is what it is, I understand it.

Obviously, he didn't think Ye San was joking.

This look made Uesugi Kiyoshi feel a little helpless, but he had nothing to say.

Although he didn't know why Ye San would make up such a rumor, he decided to change the subject.

"Are you familiar with Senior Ye?"

He asked with some interest.

Liu Longren nodded in acknowledgement without hesitation.

"I am Chinese, but I was born in Japan and grew up here."

"Before I was eight years old, I spent my time in a Chinese orphanage under the name of Taisui Ye. Uncle San and Taisui Ye would occasionally go there to teach us some martial arts to keep fit."