Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

There was no need to answer. Shen Qingzhu already knew the answer from Lin Xuan's eyes.

"I wanted to help, but your charisma is too strong, Brother Zha. If I intervene, I might end up doing more harm than good."

Lin Xuan coughed lightly to make amends for himself.

Shen Qingzhu was skeptical.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. How are you going to cooperate? What do you need me to do?"

Shen Qingzhu asked.

"Let Jing Shouyu and our people discuss the specific matters of cooperation. As for you, Brother Zha, you should learn Japanese first.

I'll get you a communicator in a few days, and An Qingyu will send you the Japanese tutorial, so you can just follow it and learn."

"it is good."

With Jiang Er's ability, this is not a difficult task.

Shen Qingzhu turned around and shouted outside.

"Imori Yu."

Soon, a hurried sound of footsteps was heard, and Jing Shouyu came in and bowed to Shen Qingzhu.

"Team Leader!"

Lin Xuan pointed at Mei Matsuda who also came in.

"The specific details of the cooperation will be discussed by you two."

Jing Shouyu looked at Shen Qingzhu, and when he saw the team leader nodded, he turned to look at Matsuda Mei.

To be honest, he was a little scared when facing the people from Xuanhuang Group.

The other party gave him a very bad feeling. Just standing there, his instincts kept sounding the alarm, as if each of them was a monster in human skin.

But Jing Shouyu still held on and did not let himself show any weakness.

We can’t lose face for the team leader!

Led by Jing Shouyu, the two entered another tea room. After a while, they walked out one after the other.

And the look in Jing Shouyu's eyes when he looked at the team leader was even more respectful.

He has completely understood everything!

If the Black Killing Group can rule Kansai and Kanto, the team leader will become the true king of the underworld!

As expected of the team leader, his ambition and courage are beyond the comprehension of mortals like us.

Jing Shouyu had no doubt that the team leader could do it all. He only hoped to devote his all and do his best to promote this process and make that day come sooner.

"Team Leader, don't worry, we will definitely live up to your trust."

Although Shen Qingzhu didn't understand what he was imagining, he still nodded.

Lin Xuan turned his head and used his mental power to force the sound into a line.

"Then we'll go back first. Contact via communicator if anything happens."

After saying that, Lin Xuan said goodbye to Shen Qingzhu in Japanese before getting up and leaving.

Mei Matsuda and Chitose Minamoto followed closely behind.

Shen Qingzhu sat there, quietly watching the three people's backs disappear into the courtyard.

"How does it feel?"

On the way, Lin Xuan turned and looked at Yuan Zhilu.

Nowadays, in addition to learning combat skills from Zhao Kongcheng, Yuan Zhilu also learns how to handle affairs from Matsuda Mei.

At this time, he has grown much taller than a few months ago, which is due to the serum and his diligent exercise.

Yuan Zhilu chose his words carefully, "It seems like they don't dare to look adults in the eye."

Lin Xuan shrugged and made no comment.

As the three of them walked along, Yuan Zhilu caught a glimpse of a cake shop on the street from the corner of his eye, and a flash of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

Back then, he and his sister often leaned on the floor-to-ceiling windows of cake shops like this one, staring at the cakes inside with hopeful looks on their faces, their mouths watering.

Once upon a time, he promised that when they had money, he would buy his sister a big cake to try.

Now, he and his sister have no worries about food and clothing, and he even gets a salary for helping to manage the Xuanhuang Group.

All this is thanks to the adult in front of me.

"My Lord, I want to buy some cakes."

"Go ahead and buy a few more pieces. Hongyan likes to eat them too."

"Yes."

Sister Hongyan was brought back to the courtyard by the adults three months ago. Unlike Lord Lin, Uncle Kongcheng and Uncle Muye, Sister Hongyan’s favorite thing to do is to lie in a rocking chair and bask in the sun. As long as there is no rain, she will bask in the sun all day long.

If Lord Lin has time, he will help Sister Hongyan turn it over.

Besides, Sister Hongyan is very attached to Lord Lin, but he does not doubt their relationship because of this.

Because rather than being a couple, they are more like an old father taking care of his good-for-nothing daughter.

Yuan Zhilu came back quickly with the cake. Along the way, Lin Xuan also bought some vegetables.

Lin Xuan suddenly became dazed.

Why does it feel like he's living the life of a househusband even though he's still single?

The three of them returned to the courtyard and saw Hongyan lying in a rocking chair with her eyes closed and a peaceful look on her face.

Beauty: (?′?`?)

She is a complete Sleeping Beauty...if you ignore the saliva at the corners of her mouth.

On one side of the rocking chair, there was a small dark blue snake hanging, taking a nap.

Wave marks: (?ˉ?ˉ?)

Lin Xuan raised his hand, rubbed Hongyan's soft hair, and at the same time stuffed the dead Langhen into his arms.

"Get up and eat cake."

"Cake, where, where is it?"

The beauty who was originally fast asleep instantly jumped up from the rocking chair when she heard Lin Xuan's words.

Without even opening his eyes, he started talking.

Lin Xuan tapped Hongyan’s forehead.

"Go and take care of your half-blood when you have time. He's causing trouble again."

What Lin Xuan was talking about were the hybrids transformed from Hongyan's blood.

Somehow, all the hybrids transformed from beautiful women have a kind of beauty that is not polluted by knowledge. They are the type that are very straightforward and will just roll up their sleeves and get to work.

This also leads to them often fighting and causing trouble.

Today, both the Xuanhuang Group and the Menggui Group have established a system.

The top leaders are usually hybrids developed by Lin Xuan.

The mixed-race leaders below are divided into three factions.

This is normal. After all, they are mixed-bloods transformed from different monarchs, so it is normal for them to be divided into different factions.

As long as there is no trouble, Lin Xuan doesn't intend to interfere.

Under the control of Chen Muye and Zhao Kongcheng, the two factions were doing their own things peacefully.

Only the beauty group is like a reckless bunch, who throw away their brains and just do whatever they want if they don't agree.

Beauty: OVO

His eyes were exceptionally clear.

"...Forget it, let's go and eat cake."

"Great!"

Hongyan cheered and followed Lin Xuan into the house.

Zhao Kongcheng and Chen Muye were playing cards in the house. Both of them had a lot of notes stuck on their faces, while Yuan Zhihualing held her chin with her hands and watched them play cards quietly.

Seeing everyone coming, the girl immediately jumped off her seat and threw herself into Yuan Zhilu's arms.

"Lao Zhao, go and cook two dishes."

Lin Xuan threw the food in his hand into Zhao Kongcheng's arms.

“Have you applied pesticides?”

"No, if you want to eat it, put it in yourself."

"?"

"Lin Xuan, Lao Zhao and I have been thinking about a problem recently."

Chen Muye turned and looked at Lin Xuan.

"Japan is so short of resources and has no way to communicate with the outside world. So how does it get its energy?"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows. He had indeed forgotten to mention this aspect.

"Captain, remember I told you that the Japanese Circle is actually inside the Yata Mirror?"

"I remember. So it's actually the Yata Mirror that's providing the energy?"

"To be precise, it's the souls within the Eight-foot Mirror. After someone in the Japanese Circle dies, their souls are imprisoned in the Eight-foot Mirror, forever unable to reincarnate. It serves as fuel for the Japanese Circle."

Yuan Zhilu's pupils trembled violently. The language that Lord Lin and Uncle Makino used to communicate was called Chinese.

He had learned this language from Uncle Kongcheng, so he could understand what the two were saying.

Yuan Zhilu hugged his sister, trying hard to hide his expression, and clenched his fists slightly.

He had no doubt about Lin Xuan's words.

In other words, after he and his sister died, they would be trapped in the so-called Eight-foot Mirror and would never be able to be reborn.

Yuan Zhilu suddenly felt that the beautiful lights of Osaka at night were covered with a layer of blood.

On the other side, Chen Muye also fell silent after hearing Lin Xuan's explanation.

Lin Xuan, on the other hand, was thinking about something else.

Don't forget that in order to preserve their lives, the gods sacrificed most of their lives, and Japan was no exception.

Those lives are now in the Eight-foot Mirror.

Adding to the souls accumulated over the past hundred years, the number of souls is even calculated in the billions.

Or, if he used dead water to free them with their consent, could he obtain a large amount of special substances and power of faith, just like he had freed the soul skeleton before?

Lin Xuan thought it was very promising.

In the original work, the power of faith accumulated in Takama-ga-hara for hundreds of years was a gift from Merlin to Lin Qiye, and Lin Xuan had no intention of taking it away.

But he felt that he could fight for the soul in the Eight-foot Mirror.