Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

Liao Huzi took a deep breath and then exhaled.

"Xiao Yao, what are you doing?"

Hu Xianyao's fox ears twitched, then she turned her head, and the fox spirit features on her body disappeared.

She gripped the pipe tightly in her hand and looked at Liao Huzi as she spoke.

"Uncle Liao, I..."

After saying only a few words, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.

She didn't continue speaking, but instead suppressed the grievances in her heart and looked up at the dark sky.

Liao Huzi sighed again and spoke.

"Alright, Xiaoyao, I know you're upset, but you can't act like this."

Liao Huzi knew that Hu Xianyao was a strong-willed girl and had been the eldest sister of their generation since childhood.

Unfortunately, she was unlucky. Her father died not long after she got married, and then her husband died.

Her relatives all advised her to remarry, but she ignored their gossip and moved to another city. Stubbornly, she opened a witch doctor's clinic there.

A few years later, the witch doctor's clinic not only opened, but also took in many disciples, which silenced many people's complaints.

The Japanese in this city probably saw this as an opportunity: she was helpless and easy to bully in this city, and this would also be a good way to deal with the local bully, the Ma family.

Hu Xianyao calmed herself down and stopped looking up at the sky. She then spoke to Liao Huzi.

"Uncle Liao, I'm fine."

Liao Huzi, holding his pipe, slowly walked to the white Qi shield and said to Hu Xianyao beside him.

"Child, I know you've suffered a lot of injustice over the years."

"But we can't keep it to ourselves. Today, Uncle Liao will give you a chance to vent your anger."

Without even consulting the gods, he raised his pipe and smashed it down heavily.

With a loud thud, the white Qi shield trembled violently, emitting a sound like a large drum.

Liao Huzi raised his pipe again and slammed it down hard, creating another loud bang, and the Qi shield dimmed considerably.

Just as Liao Huzi was about to gather his strength and smash open the energy shield, the light from the shield suddenly contracted inward and disappeared.

The Watanabe family's gate was thus exposed to everyone's view.

Then the sound of the gate opening rang out, and two Japanese men pulled the gate open from the left and right.

They stood on either side, bowing deeply.

Not long after, a middle-aged man came out of the gate.

He was small in stature, dressed in a kimono and wooden clogs, and scanned the crowd of people who had come out with his small eyes. This man was none other than Watanabe Hiroshi.

When he saw Liao Huzi, his expression changed. Clearly, Watanabe Hiroshi knew Liao Huzi's identity.

He showed no intention of making a move. He first stood up straight and then bowed deeply to Liao Huzi.

He then spoke in broken Chinese.

"I didn't know it was Mr. Liao and Ms. Hu who were coming. I'm so sorry for not welcoming you properly."

Hu Xianyao didn't mince words with him and started cursing directly.

"Bastard, you've finally crawled out of your turtle shell."

Watanabe Hiroshi was not angry when he was scolded. He maintained his bowing posture and spoke.

"I express my deepest apologies for the assassination of Ms. Hu."

"But I wasn't directly involved in this matter; I only provided some information."

"Now that our people are dead and our family heirlooms are badly damaged, these should be enough to atone for my mistakes."

Liao Huzi and his companion were taken aback. What was Watanabe Hiroshi up to? Had he apologized?

Watanabe Hiroshi had unspeakable bitterness in his heart. His small families had come to the Dragon Kingdom on the orders of the samurai family retainers.

Those powerful families wanted to use them to test the strength of the extraordinary individuals in the Dragon Kingdom, and these smaller families dared not disobey.

But he knew that Japan was not yet fully integrated and it was not yet time to go to war with powerful forces.

However, Kentaro Ono was too impatient. The Tamoto family was weak to begin with, and they were eager to make a name for themselves, so they were completely subservient to the Ono family.

Under pressure from both sides, he was coerced by both families into doing certain things.

Faced with Watanabe Hiroki's attitude, Hu Xianyao glanced at Liao Huzi and spoke.

"Hiroshi Watanabe, let me ask you this: are you still going to get involved in the Ono family's affairs?"

Watanabe Hiroshi did not get up, but gave the answer he had already thought of.

"I have already sent out reinforcements."

Liao and his companion exchanged a glance; clearly, Watanabe had no intention of sending any more people.

Liao Huzi looked at Hu Xianyao, his meaning quite clear.

In this situation, it's best for you, the person involved, to make the decision.

Hu Xianyao pondered for a moment. Although Grandpa Liao had brought a lot of men, if the two sides fought at the same time, the Chu Ma family would definitely lose a lot of people, which would not be worthwhile.

She shook her head and said to Liao Huzi.

"Uncle Liao, let's go."

……

Xu Bo was extremely anxious, and quickened his pace.

When he heard that Zhang Yan had gone to the Ono family alone, he could no longer sit still. Without waiting for the Ma family to leave, he rushed straight to the Ono family.

As he approached the Ono family's residence, he suddenly saw a group of Japanese people.

After running a few steps, he immediately recognized that one of the team leaders was Ichiro Ono.

It was as if enemies were meeting, their eyes burning with hatred. Suddenly, his eyes flashed with bloodlust, and he strode forward.

At the same time, he put two fingers together and pointed forward.

"Ono Ichiro!"

As he shouted, the two black-clad swordsmen at the very back of the group were instantly pierced through the head by flying swords and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

A ninja slightly ahead reacted, pulled out a shuriken from somewhere, and swung it to parry.

With a clang, the flying sword was knocked away.

It circled in the air once and returned to Xu Bo's hand.

The group turned around in unison, and the two swordsmen beside Ono Ichiro drew their swords and stepped forward.

At this moment, Ono Ichiro had already seen Xu Bo's face clearly and spoke up to stop him.

"Wait, I know this person. It's best if he's alive. Let me handle this."

After saying that, he walked slowly toward Uncle Xu.

At this moment, Xu Bo saw Ono Ichiro approaching and, somewhat frantically, attacked again.

However, as the flying sword approached Ono Ichiro, a faint blue light emanated from his body.

After the flying sword collided with the blue light, it made a crisp sound and bounced off.

It is obvious that Ichiro Ono has a protective magic weapon, and it is of a high grade.

At this moment, Xu Bo no longer cared about any protective artifacts, and his flying sword kept stabbing at various parts of Ono Ichiro's body.

The jingling sound kept going on and on.

In the midst of the attack and defense, Ono Ichiro had already reached Xu Bo's side.

At this moment, his eyes had turned into the color of glass, and with his mouth tightly closed and slightly open, he uttered two words.

shock!

hum~~~

Xu Bo's ears were ringing, he felt as if he were being pricked by needles all over his body, and his soul was shaking violently, as if it was about to leave his body.

pat!

The flying sword landed between the two men. At this moment, Uncle Xu's eyes bulged out, and he stood motionless.

The blue light on Ono Ichiro's body dissipated, and he walked to the flying sword, bent down, and picked it up.

He looked at the flying sword from left to right, then shook his head slightly and said.

"So this is why my brother died. It's such a shame."

As he spoke, he put the flying sword back on Xu Bo's body and turned to give instructions to the two swordsmen.

"Take him with you, let's go."