Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

The bearded butler, Fujita, watched Ye Jingchen tremblingly for a while.

After confirming that Ye Jingchen was not in danger, they came over with members of the Uesugi family, carrying knives.

Butler Fujita pointed his knife at Ye Jingchen, "Sir, we'll set aside the matter of you disturbing our Moon Festival for now, but now, please leave my young lady immediately!"

As he spoke, Butler Fujita revealed his mixed-race golden eyes.

They were afraid of dragons, but they weren't afraid of Ye Jingchen, who looked so thin.

Erii, as the head of the Uesugi family, has the authority to view the videotapes about Ye Jingchen, but Fujita, as a low-ranking member, does not know any information about Ye Jingchen.

Erii realized something was wrong and kept writing, waving the small notebook in her hand at the butler under the altar.

The note in the notebook reads: "Fujita, you've misunderstood. He's our honored guest!"

Fujita squinted, unable to make out the handwriting on Erii's notebook, assuming she was pleading for help. He gripped his katana tightly. "Don't be afraid, young lady. I'll bring my people to rescue you!"

Erii was speechless. She couldn't speak freely, so she pouted and started scribbling random circles in her notebook in frustration.

Talking to someone who has no voice is always a waste of breath.

Ye Jingchen didn't bother arguing with Fujita the butler, and said, "Call Yuan Zhisheng."

Upon hearing the name "Genjiro," Butler Fujita paused, a flicker of hesitation crossing his eyes. He stammered, "Gen...Master Genji, although...but..."

Seeing that the butler Fujita was dawdling, Ye Jingchen jumped down from the altar and flashed in front of the butler.

He grabbed Fujita's collar and lifted him up like a chick, his tone turning icy, "I told you to call Genjiro, understand?"

Fujita Butler hadn't paid close attention to Ye Jingchen because he was quite far away earlier, but now that Ye Jingchen was right beside him...

Butler Fujita noticed Ye Jingchen's dragon blood all over his body, as well as his pair of crimson mixed-race golden eyes.

Unable to bear the pressure from Ye Jingchen's gaze, Butler Fujita repeatedly urged his clansmen with trembling hands, "Quickly call the head of the Yuan family, now!"

Fujita the butler struggled, and his wooden slippers fell to the ground.

Ye Jingchen then noticed someone tugging at his sleeve.

He turned around and saw Erii holding a small notebook in front of her forehead. The notebook read: "Fujita didn't do it on purpose."

Her ruby-red eyes secretly observed Ye Jingchen's facial expressions through her notebook.

Seeing Erii pleading for Fujita's help, Ye Jingchen immediately let go, saying, "As a butler, you need to have some sense!"

Butler Fujita fell to the ground with a thud, thinking to himself, "Who knows if this brat who's not even wet behind the ears is telling the truth?"

Fujita prostrated himself before Erii, "Thank you, young lady!"

Erii waved her finger and showed off her writing board: "You should thank him!"

As she spoke, Erii pointed at Ye Jingchen.

Fujita's face immediately darkened, revealing a look of utter disbelief.

Ye Jingchen snorted coldly, not even glancing at Fujita.

At that moment, a member of the clan, dressed in a black kimono with white flowers, stumbled over. "Butler Fujita, the call went through!"

Just as Fujita was about to take the phone, Ye Jingchen glanced at him!

Fujita subconsciously withdrew his hand, glanced at his clansmen, and then at Ye Jingchen.

The clansmen immediately understood what Butler Fujita meant, and, holding the phone in both hands, bent down and handed it to Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen picked up the phone and turned on speakerphone. "Yuan Zhisheng, more money, more money! Do you know how much I've suffered?"

I've lost my precious sword! Send someone to find it for me right away!

And what about the clothes you promised to compensate me for? At first, it only had a cut, so it was barely wearable, and I didn't hold it against you. But now it's completely ruined, and I'm just wearing a few scraps of cloth. How am I supposed to go out in public? Those were my beginner clothes; they're not something money can buy!

Do you know how much I've contributed to you?

Sakura Yabuki: "Um... Commissioner Ye, please calm down. I am Sakura Yabuki."

Ye Jingchen kicked at the pebbles at his feet, "Why is it you? Where is Yuan Zhisheng?"

Sakura Yabuki: "We are on our way to Meiji Shrine. Please wait a moment. The young master is in my car. He has just woken up from his coma..."

Ye Jingchen kicked a pebble, which splashed onto Fujita Butler's face.

Fujita Butler: "..."

Ye Jingchen: "Is he dead? If he's not dead, tell him to answer the phone right now! Hurry!"

"Young Master, Commissioner Ye wants you to answer the phone..."

Yuan Zhisheng: "Ye-san, you've worked hard..."

Ye Jingchen: "Add more money! Stop giving me that nonsense."

When Butler Fujita heard Ye Jingchen and Yuan Zhisheng's tone of voice, his mouth dropped open, and his heart sank!

Erii covered her face with her notebook and secretly smiled. She had never heard anyone dare to speak to her brother like that before.

This might also be the way Erii and Kazama Ruri both yearn for to get along with Genjiro, like a child from an ordinary family, speaking without restraint.

Yuan Zhisheng: "I'll add money, I'll add money! I've sent someone to find your nameless one. I'll pick you up later to go to the hot springs, change into your best and most luxurious clothes, and throw you a celebration banquet tomorrow."

"That's more like it. Hurry up and come over." Ye Jingchen hung up the phone and tossed it to Fujita.

Fujita frantically tried to cover his phone with his clothes.

In the distance, the roar of a Rolls-Royce's 12-cylinder engine could be heard. Following the black Rolls-Royce were many black sedans and a large refrigerated truck.

The car stopped.

Yuan Zhisheng was the first to get out of the passenger seat.

Erii, holding a small notebook, went over and took Genji's arm. The notebook read: "Onii-chan!!!? (^_-)"

Genjiro affectionately ruffled Erii's hair. "Erii, what are you doing here?"

Erii had anticipated this, and flipped the page of her notebook, noting, "Today is the Moon Festival."

Genji nodded, looked up at the bat-dragon with its head bowed on the altar, and gave Ye Jingchen a thumbs up. "Ye-san, Princess Kaguya just showed us the video of your battle with the bat-dragon. You're amazing! Flying on your sword was so cool!"

Ye Jingchen glanced indifferently at the bat-dragon's body. "What do you plan to do with those big ears?"

Genji smiled helplessly. "The headquarters in Kassel has already seen your battle video. The post-battle cleanup work is assigned to our Japanese branch, which will pack up the bat dragon and transport it back to Kassel College for dragon body research."

To express our gratitude, the headquarters in Japan will host a celebration banquet for you tomorrow.

Ye Jingchen watched as the people in hazmat suits gradually approached the bat-dragon body on the altar, and waved his hand, "Alright, I know, let's go, let's go soak in the hot springs now. I'm covered in blood and sweat, all sticky and uncomfortable."

Genji raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, "Then let's go, I know a very famous hot spring in Tokyo!"

With that, the group prepared to leave.

Butler Fujita suddenly appeared, "Master Minamoto, the young lady cannot leave rashly, you know that!"

Erii's eyes trembled. She quietly turned over the page in her notebook with a sentence written on it, covering it up, not daring to show it.

A hint of melancholy flashed in Genji's eyes. This was the curse of the White King's bloodline from their three inner families, and Erii was the one most deeply cursed.

Erii's bloodline is extremely unstable. She is almost like a god, and if she gets emotional, she could bring annihilation to Japan.

Genji reached out and patted Erii's head. "Eri, be a good girl. Next time, your brother will buy you a present and visit you in the ICU."

Erii lowered her head dejectedly, as if feeling wronged, and said weakly, "Thank you, brother..."

Ye Jingchen saw a sentence on the page of the notebook that had just been turned:

"Eri, I want to go to a hot spring with you guys too!!! (*^▽^*)"