Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Because you care, you have concerns.

Uesugi Kiyoshi put down his chopsticks and tapped the table. The thick wooden table made a few uneven sounds, as if indicating that his mood was not calm.

Before he could speak, Izumi Rin looked up first, meeting Uesugi Kiyoshi's gaze with her clear eyes without flinching.

"Qing, I am a woman of the Wu family, the inheritor of the Sword Saint's soul. Don't treat me like a child!"

"Are you going to fight ghosts, gods, and occultists tomorrow?"

“Back then, when my father was seriously injured in a life-or-death battle with ghosts and gods because of me, I made a vow.”

"With the sword in my hand, I will slay all the demons under heaven—this is my sword spirit, and also my motivation for cultivating the sword!"

"Don't make me betray my swordsmanship, Qing!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi was speechless after hearing these resounding words. He remained silent for a moment, then sighed and nodded.

"I see."

“I will talk to Maki and ask her to give you some men. You will lead a team to attack one side gate.”

Kamiizumi Rin shook his head like a rattle drum.

"No need, Qing, I'll go by myself."

"I will remove all the shackles, which may accidentally hurt my own people."

"Hehe, I can't understand the map you gave me either. Anyway, I'll rush in tomorrow, sense the general direction of your presence, and then go find you to meet up~"

Uesugi Kiyoshi was immediately taken aback.

"You can still sense my presence?"

Kamiizumi Rin nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Of course, the auras of different extraordinary powers are completely different, and I can tell them apart clearly."

"The power emanating from Qing gives me a very illusory feeling; I'm absolutely certain I'm not mistaken."

Attributing this ability to his junior sister's extraordinary talent, Uesugi Kiyoshi sighed again, thinking that if reality were a TV drama, perhaps Rin would be more like the protagonist than him.

Unfortunately, reality isn't a TV drama.

Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled slightly, ending the little incident at the dinner table, and signaled that everyone could start eating, keeping all his worries and concerns to himself.

He did everything he was supposed to do, and he thought of everything he could think of.

There's no need to worry now.

Let's settle things with swords tomorrow.

Chapter 117 I like it

The next day, Sunday.

The weather was gloomy, and the heavy rain had not yet stopped.

It was around 6 p.m.

Outside the back gate of the small courtyard where Li Taisui lives in Shinagawa Ward.

There was a large, dark mass of people standing there, roughly estimated to be several hundred, crowding the nearby alleyways.

It's fortunate that the area is full of businesses owned by the Tai Sui Gang; otherwise, such gatherings would be quite a nuisance.

At the back gate, Li Fuyao changed into a very ordinary pure white Tai Chi uniform. The lotus leaf collar clung tightly to her slender, fair neck, and the Chinese knot buttons on the front cinched her exquisite figure. Even in such ordinary clothes, her extraordinary elegance could not be concealed.

Ye San stood lazily behind her, holding an umbrella for her.

Standing in front of Li Fuyao were three hundred men in green robes from the Tai Sui Gang.

Holding blue umbrellas and dressed in blue, each of them was strong and robust. Their faces showed no sign of tension or worry, but rather a hint of excitement. They were clearly seasoned warriors, not novice soldiers just starting out on the battlefield.

This is the wealth Li Taisui brought from his hometown. The Li family's soldiers were the three hundred Qingyi warriors who once struck fear into the hearts of Tokyo's underworld.

Li Fuyao silently calculated the time in her mind, knowing it was time to go, so she coughed lightly and spoke softly.

"All the uncles and brothers present are older than me, have seen more of the world than I have, and have experienced many brutal battlefields that I cannot even imagine. I don't think I need to say anything to boost morale."

"However, please allow me to say a few words."

"Today, we are going to support our ally, the Dongwen Society, in their campaign against the rebellion. We will go to Shinjuku and capture the Dongwen Society's headquarters."

"This journey is fraught with danger. Uncle San should have explained this to you all before we came."

“Since you are here, it means you have made your decision and entrusted your lives to the Li family as always. I will go into battle in place of my father, and I will certainly not let you down.”

“I will now take the wealth and honor that you deserve from the enemy.”

"I'm too lazy to mention anything about retreating or undermining morale, like being executed on the spot. That kind of thing won't happen to us, I'm still confident of that."

"On the battlefield, the sons of the Li family have no reason to retreat."

Li Fuyao raised the volume of her soft yet strangely infectious voice a few decibels, waved her hand forcefully, and gave the order.

"Departure, Shinjuku, destination: Tobunkai headquarters."

"After lying low for several years, let Tokyo remember the Tai Sui Qingyi who uses force to disrupt the law."

Li Fuyao's voice was calm, without any strong emotions, nor did it sound like a speech or a pre-battle mobilization. But these plain words were like a switch that turned on the gears of these men in blue robes.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was no passionate shouting or noisy discussion.

Three hundred men in green robes, their faces bearing sinister smiles tinged with bloodlust, calmly and orderly emerged from the alleyways.

Like rivers flowing into the sea, the figure in green disappeared into the rain with resolute footsteps.

In the silent alley, a chilling atmosphere gradually rose, only to dissipate as the figures of the men in blue robes departed.

A calm smile appeared on Li Fuyao's face.

The Tai Sui Gang is still the same Tai Sui Gang, and the Qingyi Clan is still the same Qingyi Clan.

"Third Uncle, let's set off too."

"Don't be late."

Ye San nodded slightly, then suddenly looked back, his eyebrows twitching, and a few words with a strange smile slipped out.

"Fuyao, I'll be waiting for you in the car at the alley entrance. Someone wants to say a few words to you. You can leave after you've listened to them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shoved the umbrella into Li Fuyao's hand, and with a gust of wind, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Li Fuyao frowned slightly, wondering what her third uncle was up to. When she turned around, her smile immediately turned into one of surprise.

"Mother, you're back? Did Kyoto finally let you go?"

In Li Fuyao's eyes, not far in front of her was a beautiful woman wearing a furisode kimono. Her appearance was seven-tenths similar to Li Fuyao's, and her elegant temperament, like that of a lotus flower, was exactly the same. A gentle smile appeared on her face, and the figure holding a paper umbrella moved lightly to Li Fuyao's side and gently embraced her.

This is Li Fuyao's mother, who should have been renamed Li Ningning, but for some reason, she has not yet changed her surname to Phoenix Courtyard Ningning.

Then came a gentle, water-like female voice.

“I’m busy in Kyoto, but I heard that my Fuyao is going to do something big, so of course I have to come back to see her.”

"Your father is really something. He could have just sent a few people to do this kind of fighting and killing. Why did he have to make you do it yourself?"

"Girls should be gentle and quiet, otherwise they won't be popular with boys in the future."

How could someone as clever as Li Fuyao not understand the implied meaning in Phoenix Courtyard Ningning's words?

Instead of answering directly, she said meaningfully, "Mother, you know me. I'm a rather willful person, and I only do what I like."

"If you come back this time to try and persuade me, my daughter won't listen to you."

This is also a double entendre.

Phoenix Courtyard Nene shook her head with a look of doting affection.

"Fuyao, I know you've always been independent and very sensible. I won't interfere with your decisions."

"I just find it hard to believe."

"You've always been a lazy person, how come you suddenly like these violent and aggressive things?"

Li Fuyao tilted her head, revealing an adorable expression that seemed somewhat out of place with her usual demeanor.

"People always change."

There was absolutely nothing wrong with what she said, and Phoenix Inu Nene agreed with it, but the smile on her face became ambiguous.

“Fuyao, I’ve been through this before. People can change, but there must be a motive.”

"My original intention for making the change was that I met your father. I went from being a well-behaved young lady who never lifted a finger to eloping with him from Kyoto to Tokyo, taking care of all his chores, and giving birth to you."

"Fuyao, what was your original intention? Would you be willing to tell me?"

"Yes"

"For that boy?"

Li Fuyao knew exactly who Phoenix Courtyard Ningning was referring to.

She wasn't embarrassed by having her thoughts exposed, nor did she try to avoid the topic.

She simply nodded with such ease and self-assurance that she admitted it.

Phoenix Courtyard Ningning narrowed her eyes thoughtfully and continued to ask, "Fuyao, you haven't really fallen for him, have you?"

Li Fuyao wanted to say something, but hesitated and finally sighed, saying softly, "Mother, just take it that way."

"I will definitely stay by his side until his journey reaches its end."

Phoenix Courtyard Ningning took this as a young girl's tactful attempt to say something but didn't take it to heart.

This sounds like a declaration of love that promises to stay together for life.

She gazed intently into her daughter's eyes and said seriously, "Fuyao, are you really sure? There are many outstanding men in this world. You are still young, and the world is vast. You should look around more before making a decision. Perhaps you will meet someone even more outstanding."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Fuyao interrupted him.

"Mother, if you meet a man who is even better than Father, would you abandon him?"

Phoenix Courtyard Nene frowned and replied without hesitation, "Of course not."

Then, her expression froze, and her gentle smile turned into a bitter one.