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

Tokyo, Tamamo-no-Mae Club.

In the alley next to the izakaya, space twisted and a black vortex appeared.

Carrying the sword case of the Seven Deadly Sins on his back, Ye Jingchen, dressed in a black trench coat, emerged from the vortex. He glanced back indifferently, just like a black butler in a city shrouded in darkness.

I watched silently as office workers, having shed their work suits and with their white shirt sleeves rolled up high, chatted animatedly over drinks and noodles inside the izakaya.

Japanese men usually have dinner with their colleagues after get off work. Often, if they go home early, their wives might mistakenly think that their husbands are not doing well at work and worry about their future.

In the oppressive atmosphere, izakayas naturally became gathering places for these men.

Looking at their forced smiles and lifeless faces, Ye Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly. "This is a bustling metropolis that is supported by the word 'gloom'."

Just now, during the brief moment of time travel in the alchemical subspace, he heard the system announce the message, "Congratulations! Your bloodline has broken through to the Emperor level!"

After so long, he finally reached the royal bloodline, but Ye Jingchen didn't feel much. He had never been proud of his bloodline. A man's reliance can only be himself, not any tool other than himself.

He even unlocked the dragon bone form naturally, but Ye Jingchen didn't have time to try using it. This feeling of adding flowers to brocade can never compare to providing charcoal in the snow.

Compared to his dragon bone form, he even missed the time when he first arrived and awakened the Word of Power: Sword Control.

He came without notifying anyone.

Even though he didn't have his phone with him, it would be too easy for Ye Jingchen to contact Yuan Zhisheng, or Yuan Zhinu and the others.

No need for Norma, just find an electronic device with internet access and contact Princess Kaguya.

The gates of the Tamamo-no-Mae Club were right in front of me, wide open.

He stepped forward and climbed the steps. At first glance, almost everything looked new. He vaguely remembered that the two women who had stood at the gate didn't look like this. Looking further into the house, he didn't see any familiar faces.

"It seems there have been quite a few personnel changes, but that makes sense, considering that the Ghost Clan chose to attack this place immediately..." Ye Jingchen murmured as he walked to the counter.

The saleswoman saw the face of the man in the black trench coat and immediately covered her mouth, extremely excited, "You...you are, High Priest, Ye Sang!"

Her eyes were bloodshot. Ye Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to recall the woman's face. "Have we met before?"

"Northern Expedition? Back then, I was a member of the Fierce Ghost Clan and followed you on the Northern Expedition!" The woman lowered her head, opened a drawer, and took out a photograph and a pen.

"Look, this is a photo of you giving a speech during our Northern Expedition, and also a picture of us bowing to you from the stage."

In the scene, he stands on a high platform, giving a righteous speech, while below him, a group of mixed-race people with bright, golden eyes raise one hand to the sky at a 45-degree angle...

In an instant, Ye Jingchen was pulled back to that night when Yuan Zhinü removed Herzog's puppet shadow warrior mask and was almost blown to pieces. If he hadn't activated his dragon bone form in time, he would have been in serious trouble.

"High Priest, Marcel, could you please sign your name for me?" she asked cautiously.

A single sentence brought Ye Jingchen back to his senses. He stared at the girl, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, and silently took the pen from her hand, writing his name stroke by stroke.

The three characters “叶惊尘” have a total of twenty-one strokes.

The woman was still babbling on about how good Ye Jingchen was, "High Priest, thank you for keeping your word and for the series of helpful documents you provided! I went from being a wandering ghost to a normal person who can work in Tamamo-no-Mae and even return to my original family."

"Before I met you, I always thought that a hybrid, demon like me, with my flaws, only deserved to live in the ward."

“But I’m not a law-abiding person. The ward was no different from a cage to me. I escaped because I really just wanted to be an ordinary person and live a normal life.”

"Thank you, Miss Uesugi, for purifying our bloodline."

"I am so grateful for your appearance, which saved us all, even though countless comrades paid with their blood on that night of the Northern Expedition..."

As she spoke, she seemed to recall some unpleasant memory, perhaps the loss of her beloved family and friends on the night of the Northern Expedition, and she began to sob.

"Let bygones be bygones for those unpleasant memories. Live your life well now," Ye Jingchen wrote his name on the back of the photo, then capped his pen and pushed it in front of the woman. "What's your name?"

"High Priest, my name is Inuyama Izuna!"

“Inuyama Izuna, a nice name,” Ye Jingchen nodded, then looked around. The huge counter was empty except for her. “Why are you the only one here?”

“My colleagues have all left work early, and I haven’t quite integrated into everyone’s social circle yet, haha,” Inuyama Izuna laughed awkwardly. “But I will try my best to integrate into everyone’s circle, and I will definitely not let down the opportunity that the High Priest and Lady Uesugi fought for.”

Most of her colleagues are originally normal mixed-race people, and they are currently somewhat isolating this little girl who used to be a ghost.

"It's probably to prevent these former fierce demons from gathering again, so the higher-ups of the Snake Clan scattered them among various units," Ye Jingchen muttered, looking at Inuyama Izuna in front of him and nodding, "You're great, keep it up!"

"By the way, is Inuyama Tsuki still working here?" Ye Jingchen asked.

Inuyama Izuna shook her head. "You mean Director Inuyama? She's been transferred to work alongside the head of the family now."

"Hiss~" Ye Jingchen gasped.

He vaguely remembered that she was a scheming woman, and the image of Inuyama Tsuki surrounding Genji and secretly competing with Yabuki Sakura naturally came to mind.

"However, Sakura Yabuki is a sensible woman, and she will most likely act according to Genjiro's attitude towards Inuyama Tsuki." Ye Jingchen murmured to himself.

Inuyama Izuna bowed slightly to Ye Jingchen, lowering her head and glancing at Ye Jingchen's face from time to time, asking in a low voice:

"High Priest, should I contact the patriarch or the Inuyama family head?"

Shaking his head, Ye Jingchen tapped the table lightly twice. "I'll go find them myself. You stay here and take care."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, and wherever his eyes fell, he could see scenes from his past.

A voice suddenly came from behind, "Ye Sang, long time no see!"

Upon hearing the voice clearly, Ye Jingchen knew who it was. Without turning around, he smiled and said, "Yes, it's been a long time."