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The double entendre caused the believer Ji Long to freeze in shock.

"I didn't say you couldn't do it, and I certainly didn't say I was going to help anyone."

“I watched you grow up. If I remember correctly, you were twelve years old when you first went into battle. You were so young, and you were already following behind me.”

Ninth-generation Longxin gestured with his hand to indicate a short height, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

“I know you, Jilong. You have a bad temper. This is not your fault.”

"I just wanted to remind you, do you know who he is?"

Following the finger of the Ninth Dragon Heart, the believer Jilong looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi and sneered, "A brat who doesn't know his place?"

The Ninth Generation Dragon Heart shook his head in dismay.

“A retainer of a fallen noblewoman is not qualified to let me see him.”

"He is the master of the Shinkage-ryu school, an inner disciple of Kamiizumi Hidekawa, and the successor of his lineage."

Upon hearing this, the believer Jilong's expression changed drastically, and his gaze towards Uesugi Kiyoshi was now filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

Seeing his reaction, Jiu Shilongxin shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Looks like that guy from the Dongwen family didn't tell you anything, huh."

"Forget it, I won't get involved in this, but I'm making this clear from the start."

"Your men started this today, so you have to bear the consequences. Even if you chop this boy into mincemeat on the spot, I won't stop you."

“But if Uezumi Hidekawa comes afterward to avenge his beloved disciple, even if you are one of us, I will not protect you.”

“Jilong, you’re over forty years old. You should take responsibility for your actions.”

"You said it yourself, this is a personal grudge?"

After speaking, the Ninth Generation Dragon Heart crossed his legs, lowered his head slightly, and remained silent, as if he were an old monk in meditation.

The believer, Jilong, clenched his fist slightly, paused for a few seconds, and then reluctantly released it.

He took a few steps back, returned to his prayer mat, and sat down heavily, staring intently at Uesugi Kiyoshi with his bloodshot eyes.

The silence lasted for about half a minute. He sighed, waved his hand dismissively to shoo away his men who had barged in, and remained silent.

Uesugi Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes. He thought there would be a tough battle ahead, and he made prior arrangements and preparations.

He came today to take advantage of the situation to deflate the arrogance of the Believers' Association and the Source Association, and to instill fear in them. He has a detailed plan.

He wasn't some mindless brute who recklessly stormed into the enemy headquarters.

But what he never expected was...

The mere name of Uezumi Hidekawa was enough to make the notorious leader of the Kowloon Group, known for his martial arts prowess, bow his head and admit defeat.

What earth-shattering, awe-inspiring things did Master do back then?

P.S. Requesting votes for both purposes.

Chapter 110 Arrogant

Uesugi Kiyoshi's gaze swept over the 9th generation Ryushin, who was hanging his head, and his mind was as clear as a mirror.

His arrogant behavior today was intentional, of course, to provoke a conflict with the believer Ji Long, and preferably a fight.

He had just glanced at the nine leaders of the Kowloon Group, and in the image reflected by the glasses on his nose, only three of them showed obvious signs of superhuman abilities.

The believer Jilong was not among them.

Therefore, he had no reservations—he could easily kill those ordinary martial arts practitioners.

As for whether the other leaders of the Kowloon Group would intervene, he already had a contingency plan and a way to deal with any unexpected events.

Judging from the meaning of Ninth Dragon Heart, it seems that he did not want him to have a conflict with Shanxin Jilong here. Otherwise, this general could have just watched the show from the sidelines and would not have needed to bring up Shangquan Xiuchuan to make Shanxin Jilong back down.

That makes sense. If one of the nine dragons of the Kowloon Society were to die in the headquarters' assessment room, the morale of the followers would likely be thrown into chaos. And if the believer Ji Long were to die on the spot, the power of his followers' association would instantly crumble, making it very easy for outsiders to reap the benefits.

Uesugi Kiyoshi rolled his eyes and decided to make one last effort. If he could succeed, great; if not, he would at least get some satisfaction.

He casually tossed the wakizashi onto Yusuke's corpse, then strode lazily to the seated believer Jilong on the futon. Meeting his unfriendly gaze, he seemingly without any defenses bent down and squatted down, his eyes level with the chairman's.

Uesugi Kiyoshi had a friendly expression and a gentle tone, but his words carried a chilling undertone.

"Does strength speak for itself? Is loud talk superior? Does the strong rule?"

His tone was somewhat exaggerated, sounding like a second-rate comedian reciting lines, but in this context, it seemed extremely ironic.

"Now, who looks more like a stray dog?"

"Is this the lesson my senior taught me? I've truly learned it."

"senior."

"How can I possibly get my head bruised and bloodied looking like that?!"

With a feigned sigh, Uesugi Kiyoshi spoke earnestly.

If Shanxin Jilong were truly as hot-tempered and thoughtless as he appeared, he would have died countless times in the yakuza world.

He can be assertive when he needs to be, and he can also be patient when he needs to be.

Although he looked displeased, he ignored Uesugi Kiyoshi's words, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed to rest, and simply chose to avoid seeing or being bothered by them.

He knew about Uesugi Hidekawa, and he desperately wanted to kill Uesugi Kiyoshi, but if he actually did so and the swordsman of the Shinkage-ryu school found out, he would definitely lose his head.

Moreover, Kamiizumi Hidekawa's disciples are definitely exceptionally talented individuals, a fact that Shanxin Jilong can attest to.

His men might not even be a match for Uesugi Kiyoshi. He instantly understood the difference in strength and wouldn't make the wrong decision.

It is precisely because they know its power that they exercise restraint and feel fear.

Uesugi Seiyu sighed softly, knowing that he couldn't find a breakthrough here today.

He leaned forward gently, patted the believer Jilong on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear as if exchanging pleasantries with an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"The president of the Benevolent Association is quite adept at playing the coward; I am ashamed of myself and admit defeat."

"You probably understand that I am my master's disciple, not some ordinary swordsman. I can take your life with a flick of my wrist!"

"I'll give President Jiu Shi face and won't touch you this time."

"We've settled our score today, but we'll have plenty of time to play around in the future!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi stopped arguing. He stood up, took two steps forward, and approached Kyuusei Ryūshin with a smile on his face. His expression was calm and composed, as if he hadn't just killed someone.

"President Ninth Generation, let's continue our previous topic—if Dong Wenyu's treason is considered an internal matter of the Dongwen Society, then may I ask for a promise, a promise that the Kowloon Group will not interfere in the internal affairs of the Dongwen Society?"

Ninth Dragon Heart slowly raised his head, and a kind smile returned to his face.

He calmly surveyed the surroundings, taking in the expressions of the remaining eight leaders of the Kowloon Group, coughed lightly, and nodded, saying, "That's how it should be."

"The Kowloon Group has always been based on integrity in Tokyo. Since we have signed an agreement, we will of course abide by the rules."

"We don't concern ourselves with the affairs of the Dongwen Association."

"Gentlemen, do you have any objections? If so, please raise them so we can discuss them together."

The only response to the Ninth Dragon Heart was endless silence.

No one present was a fool. Ninth Ryūshin was clearly biased towards Uesugi Kiyoshi. It was quite possible that this swordsman's disciple was sent by Ninth Ryūshin to give a warning to those groups that already had ulterior motives, such as the Zenshinkai.

At this point, no one would be willing to be the first to stick their neck out.

Having received the promise from the Ninth Emperor, Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled slightly and bowed.

"As expected of the Ninth Generation President, he is a man of his word and a hero. In that case, I will not disturb your meeting any longer and will take my leave now."

He took a few steps back, then suddenly saw the gift box he had brought. As if he had suddenly remembered something, he slapped his forehead and said with some annoyance, "The president of the Shanxin Association was so imposing just now that I was a little flustered and forgot about this."

He spoke in a sarcastic tone, carrying the gift box, and turned halfway around, facing a middle-aged man who was kneeling at the end of the fourth position to the right of the Ninth Dragon Heart. He had an ordinary appearance and was extremely inconspicuous in a crowd.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's smile took on a sinister edge.

Even if this person were burned to ashes, he would still recognize him.

One of the nine dragons of the Kowloon Group, the chairman of the Genkai, and the biggest assassin in Tokyo. Gen Ryukai!

The large-caliber sniper shot that Uesugi Kiyoshi once took was his doing.

"President Yuan, there is something I don't understand, and I would like to ask you to enlighten me."

Yuan Longhai gave a sinister smile, nodded, and said nothing.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't seem to care. He stroked his chin, paced back and forth, and spoke as if no one else was around.

"Yesterday afternoon, in Arakawa Ward, Ms. Maki and I were targeted by assassins. Shortly after, my house was burned down. I heard that Arakawa Ward is Chairman Gen's territory. I wonder if Chairman Gen has heard about this?"

Yuan Longhai's expression remained unchanged as he shook his head slightly.

"I haven't heard of this. I had to go out yesterday and wasn't at the headquarters in Arakawa Ward."

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded thoughtfully, not dwelling on whether the statement was true or false, and continued, "Is that so? Then it seems those words were all rumors?"

"I heard that Chairman Yuan colluded with Dong Wenyu, providing him with assassination support to deal with Miss Maki and planning to seize Dongwenhui's assets. So, this is all fake news?"

Yuan Longhai nodded with his smile unwavering.

"Uesugi-kun, you'd better not believe rumors so easily. You should see things for yourself."

Uesugi Kiyoshi agreed. He casually opened the gift box in his hand, pulled out a head that had become extremely pale by the hair, and threw it in front of Genryukai without any hesitation.

"I see. So, this person's identity is also fake?"

"I heard from a friend that this person is Chairman Yuan's younger brother, Yuan Longsen, one of the best snipers in Tokyo. He is indeed quite skilled. He almost sent me to my death with one shot. But luckily I was lucky and dodged the bullet. Instead, I ran a thousand meters and chopped off his head with a knife."

"Now that I think about it, this was probably someone trying to sow discord between our Dongwen Society and the Kowloon Group. They deliberately found someone who looks a lot like your brother to assassinate Miss Maki, making our two families mortal enemies."

"Thanks to Chairman Yuan's explanation, the misunderstanding has been cleared up."

"That's truly a win-win situation."

Seeing Yuan Longhai's smile gradually freeze, Uesugi Kiyoshi seemed to have an uncontrollable joy overflowing in his words.

Yuan Longhai lowered his head, staring into the unseeing eyes of his younger brother's head, feeling a fire burning in his heart.

Yesterday afternoon, Yuan Longsen disappeared after completing his mission. Based on the situation at the scene, Yuan Longhai could roughly guess that Yuan Longsen was probably in grave danger.

But guessing and seeing are two different things.