Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Especially after Uesugi Kiyoshi threw his brother's head in front of him, and seeing the unwilling and terrified face of the deceased, Genryukai could almost imagine the pain his brother felt when he died.

His hope was completely extinguished. He took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and hid the murderous intent in them.

Seeing him in this state, Uesugi Kiyoshi mercilessly kicked him while he was down, rubbing salt into his wounds.

"What's wrong? Why is Chairman Yuan so heartbroken? Is this really your brother, Lord Yuan Longsen?"

Yuan Longhai suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly, "So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled brightly and said loudly, "If not, then I was presumptuous. It was inappropriate of me to come and question Chairman Yuan so abruptly. I apologize to Chairman Yuan. You are a magnanimous person and won't hold a grudge against a child like me, will you?"

"But if that's the case..."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression changed instantly, becoming as cold as a deep pool, almost frozen solid.

"If that's the case, then I can't say anything more in front of the Ninth Generation President, let alone take action. This time, I'll just treat it as a misunderstanding and let it go."

His magnanimous expression made Yuan Longhai so angry he almost gritted his teeth.

"Nothing"

Uesugi Kiyoshi abruptly changed the subject, his tone carrying a strong sense of threat.

"There's still a long road ahead, and anything can happen."

"President Yuan"

"Tokyo is in a lot of chaos lately; the streets are dark and difficult to navigate at night."

You'd better be careful.

"Don't get killed by a ghost!"

Chapter 111 Forced to Retreat

Yuan Longhai was no stranger to this blatant threat.

Normally, he's the one who says these kinds of things.

Now, the polarities have reversed.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Shanxin Jilong didn't know Uesugi Kiyoshi, but he did.

Arakawa Ward is Genkai territory, so for him, gathering information is as easy as eating and drinking.

He knew all about Uesugi Kiyoshi's feat of fighting against a hundred men and slaying the leader of the Kuki-gumi.

Moreover, he didn't think his brother's sniper rifle would miss. Even if it did, the fact that the boy could dodge sniper bullets was even more outrageous.

There is no doubt that he possesses extraordinary abilities.

In summary, even without mentioning his swordsman teacher, this guy is someone you can't afford to mess with.

Yuan Longhai's face was like a canvas with an overturned palette, with various colors taking turns to appear, turning red, then white, and finally turning into an iron-blue color.

He was angry, but even more so, he was afraid.

He was a former assassin, and there was one principle he understood best: you can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against a thief for a thousand days?

Why do the assassins under the Yuanhui have such a high success rate in assassinations?

There's no way to stop someone who's determined to kill you by any means necessary.

With such an extraordinary swordsman setting his sights on him, how could he expect to have a good life in the future?

Without remaining silent for long, under the chilling gaze of Uesugi Kiyoshi, Gen Ryukai moved his lips, stood up silently with a pale face, walked around him, walked to the center of the room, and bowed slightly to Kyuusei Ryushin.

"President, I'm not feeling well. If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

The Ninth Dragon Heart's smile was somewhat inscrutable. He remained silent, simply nodding slightly in agreement.

Then, Yuan Longhai turned and left, his feet barely touching the ground. He didn't even glance at Uesugi Kiyoshi, let alone at his younger brother's head lying on the ground.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's murderous gaze followed him relentlessly, making him feel uneasy until Uesugi Kiyoshi's figure disappeared outside the gate, at which point he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing someone take the lead, the believer Jilong could no longer sit still. He stood up, bowed slightly, and walked out without saying a word.

Once there's one, there'll be a second, and a third.

Soon, the assessment room became empty.

The last person to get up and leave was an elderly man in a kimono. He didn't look much younger than Ninth Prince Ryūshin. His hair was gray, and his steps were unsteady. When he passed by Uesugi Kiyoshi, he nodded and greeted him kindly.

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded in return, but dared not be careless in the slightest.

Of the nine dragons in the Kowloon Society, three are extraordinary individuals.

The elderly woman in the kimono in front of us is one of them.

It could also be the most powerful one.

With a heavy thud as the door slammed shut, the clamor of footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Besides Ninth Brotherhood's leader, there were three other Kowloon Society leaders present.

The boy who possessed the spirit of the Snow Child was also among them.

Besides him, sitting to the left of him was an elderly man in a black suit, looking somewhat frail. He wore a top hat and carried a cane, and his every move was polite, not like a gangster, but more like a shrewd businessman.

Opposite the two men stood a middle-aged man in a silver suit, wearing sunglasses and sporting a slicked-back hairstyle. Seeing that everyone had dispersed, he spat indignantly and turned to complain to Ninth Dragon Heart, "General! Did you see that? That bastard Shanxin Jilong doesn't respect you at all!"

"You haven't even spoken yet, and he dares to send his lackeys to arrest people here. What is he trying to do? Rebel?"

After muttering a few words, the man with the slicked-back hair looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi again, gave him a thumbs-up in a very generous manner, and smiled with some appreciation, but his face looked somewhat fierce, and no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a sinister smile.

"You little brat, you've got guts! You made those two bastards lose face and suffer a huge loss. It really vented my anger!"

He wanted to say a few more words, but was glared at by Jiu Shilongxin, so he stopped abruptly and swallowed the rest of his words.

The Ninth Dragon Heart raised his head, his previous aged and dejected look gone, his eyes becoming deep and unfathomable.

"Alright, my old bones are almost due for my turn. We nine people weren't originally from the same root, so it's understandable that they might have some other ideas in their minds."

"Uesugi, there are no outsiders here. Thank you for your hard work today, playing this role with me."

"How is your health, Senior Brother?"

Ninth-generation Ryushin looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi, his gaze revealing an affection that seemed genuine.

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Kiyoshi suppressed his somewhat arrogant expression and respectfully replied, "Senior, my master is in good health and has recently set off for Kyushu to attend a gathering of old friends."

"He left me your phone number before he left, so I could ask for your help if I was in trouble. That's why I'm bothering you. I'm really causing you trouble."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's use of traditional Japanese polite language was impeccable and flawless.

Yes, this is the biggest source of Uesugi Kiyoshi's arrogance and domineering attitude on Kowloon Group's home turf.

This Kowloon General Association President, Ninth Generation Dragon Heart, is of one mind with him, so what is he afraid of?

Before leaving, Kamiizumi Hidekawa left him two phone numbers. One of them belonged to the head of the Kowloon Group, the uncrowned king of Tokyo's yakuza, the Ninth Dragon Heart.

Before he arrived, he made a phone call to explain his purpose. The two, one old and one young, discussed it and decided to do this today, so that the believers Ji Long and Yuan Longhai, who had long harbored ulterior motives towards the Kowloon Group, would swallow their anger and retreat, causing their prestige to plummet.

According to this senior, he initially joined the Shinkage-ryu school of the Kamiizumi family to learn the art. Although he was not very skilled, he was still an insider. His relationship with Kamiizumi Hidekawa was comparable to his relationship with Kamiizumi Rin.

They were fellow apprentices who studied under the same master, and they had a close relationship.

Uesugi Kiyoshi could have called Kyuusei Ryushin "Shishu" (a respectful term for a senior disciple), but that would have seemed like an attempt to climb the social ladder or curry favor, so he opted for the more respectful title of "senpai" (senior).

To be honest, Uesugi Kiyoshi, who was used to playing a bad hand, was a little unaccustomed to suddenly having countless resources at his disposal.

However, all of this will give him an extra boost.

Before Uesugi Kiyoshi could finish his polite words, he was interrupted by the Ninth Generation Ryushin waving his hand.

“You child, why be so polite? My senior brother has saved my life at least three times. He mentioned you to me, saying that you are the successor of his life’s work. You don’t need to be a stranger. Just make yourself at home here.”

The Ninth Generation Dragon Heart spoke kindly, but Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't take it all to heart.

It was just polite talk.

In the mind of this ninth-generation chairman, maintaining the stability of the Kowloon Group is probably more important than so-called feelings; otherwise, he should have created an opportunity for himself to kill the believer Ji Long.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it.

This is human nature.

Just as Uesugi Kiyoshi was about to continue the conversation and state his purpose, the middle-aged woman sitting behind Ninth Ryūshin changed her expression, leaned slightly forward, and whispered a few words in Ninth Ryūshin's ear.

The next second, a somewhat ambiguous smile appeared on Ninth Dragon Heart's face.

He said in a low voice, "Let them in."

Then, he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi and said with a smile, "The eldest daughter of the Tobun family has arrived—why did you split into two groups? Was it to meet you in case something happened?"

Ninth Generation Dragon Heart made a joke, but Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned slightly.

Before he could say anything, the door to the judging room was slowly pushed open, and Maki Higashifumi, dressed in an even more gorgeous twelve-layered furisode, stepped in with a dignified expression—this outfit is considered the most formal and grand traditional clothing for Japanese women, and it would probably take half an hour just to put it on.

Behind her, a white-haired demon swordsman stood by, holding an umbrella.

The two young women, one graceful and elegant, the other spirited and dashing, added a touch of gentleness to the somber atmosphere of the assessment.

Maki Higashimoto came to stand next to Kiyoshi Uesugi, stood at the same level as him, and bowed to Ryushin the Ninth.

"Uncle Longxin, please forgive me if my visit is impolite."

After saying her greetings, she gently raised her head, revealing bright eyes and white teeth, her face as beautiful as a flower. For a moment, her charm complemented that of the tall and upright Uesugi Kiyoshi beside her, creating a rather harmonious pairing.

Ninth Dragon Heart stroked his beard, sizing up the two people standing in front of him with a meaningful look on his face.

"Ha, now I understand why that old bastard Dong Wenjue died so easily."

With a barely audible sigh, Jiu Shilongxin shook his head, glanced at the boy sitting below him, who possessed the Snow Child's demon soul, his gaze somewhat distant, lost in thought.

P.S. There's one more chapter, after midnight.

Chapter 112 Liu

"How did you come."

Uesugi Kiyoshi, without looking to the side, asked in a low voice.