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

On the old main national highway.

Inside the black Rolls-Royce.

A crow with a pot-lid hairstyle and black-rimmed glasses was driving, while a yaksha with a red, spiky hairstyle sat in the passenger seat. The two, who were usually laughing and joking, were now holding their breath.

Just because two "emperors" were sitting in the back seat, the new emperor and the old emperor.

Genjiro and Uesugi Kotsu sat upright in the back seat of the car. Neither of them had spoken since they got in.

The two subordinates, Crow and Yaksha, naturally dared not speak first, as they were unsure of Uesugi Kotsu's temper.

“The moment I saw you at the restaurant, I didn’t like you. No wonder, how could a father like his son? He usually has higher expectations and hopes that his son will be more outstanding,” Uesugi Yue said, trying to close the distance between father and son. However, he kept his eyes closed, waiting for his son’s reply so that he would look more respectable when he opened his eyes.

The father compromised a little bit of space with his son.

"Your breathing was a bit disordered back then. I heard that before coming to my ramen shop, you went to Tokyo Airport to carry out rescue operations. What happened? You ran into Herzog and couldn't beat him?"

“No, I encountered Yuan Zhi Nu,” Yuan Zhi Sheng’s mind flashed back to the person in theatrical costume holding an umbrella. Yuan Zhi Sheng clenched his fists, accepting the reality that Yuan Zhi Nu was still alive, feeling guilty but also a little relieved. “According to Ye Jing Chen, Yuan Zhi Nu is an emperor whose bloodline is even purer than mine.”

Uesugi Kotsushi opened his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them! He had instantly transformed from a leisurely ramen chef into the shadow emperor of Japan. Some qualities cultivated from childhood would stay with one for life. "He is still your brother. There is no power struggle between you. Apologize to your brother properly, and we will take him home."

"Ye Jingchen said something similar to you before. Why can you both say such reckless things so casually?" Yuan Zhisheng clenched his fists on his knees. "Even though I killed my own brother back then, which was very heartless, I was representing justice at the time! How can I apologize to a demon? I am a demon slayer!"

"No, you are the emperor now, and the emperor is justice! The way an emperor thinks is absolutely different from that of a general or soldier who slays demons." Uesugi Kotetsu shook his head and began the old emperor's lecture to the new emperor.

This is the kind of education that Genji should have received during his childhood. "And you're not even qualified to talk about justice in front of me. When I was fighting for justice, you were still nowhere to be found."

"Ye Jingchen is probably like me, a relatively clear-headed person. It's hard to imagine that someone so young could see through the essence of things. His 'Recruitment Plan' is almost tailor-made for our family. It's very good, considering many aspects."

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head in disbelief. He felt that the beliefs he had long adhered to were beginning to waver. "You are too domineering. A single idea or plan determines the fate of millions of people."

“This is the imperial way.” Uesugi Echizen closed his eyes, ending the conversation between father and son.

Genji noticed that Uesugi had closed his eyes again, and wisely stopped talking. Following Ye Jingchen's words to Genji, "Even ten Genjis might not be able to beat Uesugi when he has activated the Word of Power: Black Sun. Uesugi will beat you like he's beating his own son."

Tokyo Airport.

In the darkness, the large, illuminated red letters "Tokyo Airport" come into view atop the building.

The raven, driving a black Rolls-Royce, was about to say, as was his habit, "Boss, we've arrived!"

Seeing Uesugi Yue's closed-eye face in the rearview mirror, Crow swallowed back the words he was about to say, feeling a chill in his heart. "Calling the new emperor 'boss' in front of the old emperor seems a bit impolite."

The crow organized its thoughts before slowly saying, "My lords, we have arrived at Tokyo Airport."

Uesugi Kotsugu opened his eyes. "Get out of the car, find Genjiro, and if he doesn't obey, knock him out and take him back!" He opened the car door and got out.

Holding a knife and a sword, he stood tall and straight, the whistling evening wind unable to shake his upright posture in the slightest.

Uesugi Etsu is a swordsman, while Genji Chisei is a dual-wielder.

Genjiro got out of the car and looked at the Tokyo airport where he had frantically fled just a few hours earlier, while Uesugi Kotsugu stood in front of him without fear.

Yuan Zhisheng felt a little ashamed of himself, as he couldn't bear to look back on his embarrassing past.

He subconsciously gripped the two swords in his hands, the Spider Cutter and the Child Cutter, as if this would give him enough confidence.

However, self-confidence is always something you give yourself. A swordsman's confidence never comes from the sword itself, but should always come from his own heart.

Behind Genjiro's black Rolls-Royce were more than a dozen other black cars. Seeing the lead car stop, the men inside also stopped their own vehicles, got out with their weapons—Uzi submachine guns, Desert Eagles, high-explosive rounds, and other firearms, not to mention melee weapons.

After receiving a secret notification, members of the five families outside the Snake-Headed Eight Families rushed to Tokyo Airport and began sealing off the scene.

Yellow and black police tape, layer upon layer, surrounded the entire Tokyo airport.

Countless passengers changed their flights to Tokyo Kita Airport at the last minute, and the official forum's comment section was filled with angry shouts and curses.

Madman Kotaro led several ninjas dressed in black hoods, gray masks, and black tight-fitting night clothes towards Uesugi Kotsushi, bowing, "Master, young master, I have completed the blockade of the south side of Tokyo Airport."

The north, east, and west sides were respectively sealed off by the three heads of the family: Sakurai Nanami, Ryoma Genichiro, and Miyamoto Shio.

“Well done,” Uesugi Kotsushi nodded, looking at the dark Tokyo airport. “Why is it so dark inside? What’s the situation?”

Crazy Kotaro's expression turned serious. "Reporting to the headmaster, it seems that the main power line at Tokyo Airport has been damaged, so it's pitch black inside."

On the south side, I sent twelve ninjas from my main clan to secretly infiltrate. So far, only six ninjas have been seriously injured. They brought back a group of countless dead servants who were kneeling on the ground as if they were praying for something.

Six more ninjas are missing; they are presumed to have been killed or committed suicide.

Uesugi Kotaro didn't completely believe what the madman Kotaro said. Instead, he turned to Genjiro and asked for his opinion, since Genjiro had experienced it firsthand and was the most qualified to speak on the matter.

Genjiro thought of those massive hordes of Deadpools, swarming like maggots, and felt a wave of nausea and his scalp tingling.

He looked into Uesugi Kotsugu's eyes and nodded. "The Mad Clan Head is right, there are indeed many Dead Servants inside."

"We absolutely cannot let these filthy things escape and endanger Tokyo. Notify the heads of the other three families that if even one of these dead servants escapes beyond the cordon, they will come to me with their heads!" Uesugi Kotaro said, looking at the madman Kotaro.

"Hi!" Crazy Kotaro bowed and nodded.

With his back to Genji, Uesugi Kotsushi said, "Go contact Ye Jingchen and ask Kassel College if they're willing to shed some blood."