Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

The left sleeve raised by Fengjian Liuli looked like a golden stream of light. The goddess and the sun slowly rose from her sleeves. All living things and gods in the world were illuminated by the overflowing colors and light, shining forever.

Fengjian Liuli's drooping right sleeve was like a star in the blue sky, and the crescent moon fell from the endless void, landing in the yellow sands scattered with dead bones and the dark Yellow Spring. The dark river was as cold as an ice spring.

When Fengjian Liuli dances, the patterns on her back are like unsheathed long swords. The ancient swords extend from her waistline to the top of her back like a mountain forest. Fengjian Liuli is clearly dancing a sad and mournful dance, but the long sword with gathered patterns adds a solemn and murderous feeling to this extremely yin and soft dance.

Everyone was immersed in the beautiful and profound dance of Ruri Kazama. At this time, lines of subtitles flashed across the translation screen on the stage, introducing the song of this performance - "Shinbian Kojiki".

"Do you think the pattern on Kazama Ruri's clothes looks familiar? Does it look like the murals we saw in Genji Heavy Industries?" Caesar said to Chu Zihang.

"Yes, he wears the symbols of Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, and Susanoo." Chu Zihang whispered, "The title of the play is 'Shinbun Kojiki', and Kazama Ruri should be playing Izanami, the mother goddess in Japanese mythology."

"His acting is better than I thought. Even someone like me who is not very interested in Japanese mythology can understand that he is playing a woman whose husband has died." Caesar did not hesitate to praise Kazama Ruri's performance.

"But why did he choose this subject?" Chu Zihang muttered to himself. "Kazama Ruri's performance was perfect, but the audience for a genre like Kojiki is probably quite small, and the story isn't very engaging for the audience. For Kazama Ruri's debut performance, she shouldn't have chosen such an unpopular play."

"What's even more bizarre is that Kazama Ruri gave us, foreigners who know nothing about Kabuki, the best seats in the theater," Caesar said. "What is he trying to tell us through his performance?"

"Did you notice that the title of the play is 'Shinbian Kojiki' instead of 'Kojiki'?" Lu Mingfei suddenly reminded in a low voice, "Because compared to the original mythological 'Kojiki', the plot played by Feng Jianli is really unreasonable."

"Kazama Ruri plays Izanami, the mother goddess in Japanese mythology. Mother Izanami and father Izanagi gave birth to all the gods of Japan, but Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo are the three noble sons Izanagi transformed into after returning from the Land of the Underworld. To wash away the aura and filth of the Underworld, he performed the ceremonial ritual of washing his eyes and nose at Apogihara in Kikukomon, Hyuga Province, Tsukushi." Lu Mingfei looked at the pattern on Kazama Ruri's robe on the stage. "This means that the three supreme gods Kazama Ruri is currently wearing are actually not related to the Izanami he plays... Perhaps this is why he included the word 'Newly Composed' in the title of the play."

"Isn't the Kojiki considered official history in Japan? Aren't traditional Kabuki masters afraid of being criticized for this treacherous adaptation?" Caesar asked. "I've heard that the veterans of Japanese theater are as stubborn as Professor Manstein. Kazama Ruri, a newcomer to the Kabuki theater, has the audacity to distort their history beyond recognition. I'm starting to admire him."

"Hey, will you shut up? I've been putting up with you for so long!" Uesugi Yue, who was on the other end of the sofa, finally couldn't help but whisper angrily to the three of them. "My son is giving a very important performance. As his friends, you should all stay quiet and watch attentively. That's the true respect for art. If you have any thoughts, can you wait until after the performance to share them?"

Caesar, Chu Zihang, and Lu Mingfei were immediately speechless.

On the stage, Fengjian Liuli took off her snow-white robe with delicate patterns, revealing a gorgeous lining. It was an extremely brilliant painted dress, and the patterns on it were even more detailed than the robe she took off.

The dense lines formed obscure and archaic characters, and the characters converged into colorful and strange patterns... The white ones were writhing maggots and skulls, the red ones were rotten lips and flesh, and the black ones were withered flowers and ghosts.

Everyone who saw this strange and gorgeous dress shuddered, but compared to the clothes, Fengjian Liuli's soft and boneless dance moves were even more creepy and made people's backs cold.

This evil ghost from the depths of the underworld seems to be...begging for love gracefully.

"The pattern on that dress is dragon ink?" Caesar frowned slightly.

"Compared to dragon characters, they're more like the strange characters we saw in front of the torii gate in Takama-ga-hara, also known as the Japanese Kamishiro characters." Chu Zihang whispered, "I'm talking about the ancient underwater city of Takama-ga-hara."

A beam of warm yellow light hits a corner of the stage, and a male figure in a golden robe appears. He wears an ancient wooden mask and steps with his feet "broken feet". He slowly approaches Izanami. There is obviously no obstacle between the two people on the stage, but his steps have a winding and difficult feeling, as if there are thousands of mountains and rivers and rugged ancient roads between them.

All the audience can see that he is overcoming difficulties to find Izanami, because the man is Izanagi, the father god in Japanese mythology, and Izanami is his wife.

Izanagi finally came close to Izanami, and a crimson wooden carved door was pushed from the side of the stage between the two of them. The man who played Izanagi gently knocked on the vermilion door.

"It's a pity you didn't come sooner. I've already eaten the food cooked by the underworld's stove." Izanami sighed softly. "But since my dear brother has come so far, I'm willing to go back... and talk to the underworld god. Please don't spy on me."

After saying this, Izanami, played by Ruri Kazama, covered her pale face with the sleeves of the deceased's funeral clothes, and her body trembled slightly for a long time.

Izanagi-no-no-mikoto outside the door could not stand such a long wait. He quietly pushed open the door, then took out the wooden comb that was stuck in the left bun on his head, gently broke off a comb tooth next to it, and used his divine power to light a fire.

The burning wood comb illuminated the dark temple, and Izanami raised her head from her sleeve at the perfect moment.

Izanagi saw that his wife was crawling with maggots, and her arms were covered with dead people's bones and skulls. Her face, as pale as a death, was oozing pus and blood. There was a big thunder on her head, a fire thunder on her chest, a black thunder on her abdomen, a demolition thunder on her genitals, a young thunder on her left hand, an earth thunder on her right hand, a loud thunder on her left foot, and a hidden thunder on her right foot, forming together the Eight Thunder Gods... It was a rotten female corpse. Her gorgeous clothes had turned into the burial clothes of the deceased, and her charming dance had turned into a banner to summon souls.

Izanagi retreated from the hall in fear and fled in a hurry along the way he came. However, unlike the original "Kojiki", Izanami, played by Kazama Ruri, did not chase after him, but stayed in the hall.

Izanami stared quietly in the direction Izanagi had left, then sang in a hoarse and eerie voice, "My brother, you truly have broken my heart, but I had anticipated this day. It was you who broke the promise and forsaken the oath first. The engagement is now a thing of the past, so don't blame me for sending my resentment from the underworld to the human world. I will transform the world you created into a purgatory for the dead. I will sew your most cherished child onto my tattered clothes. I will imprison your soul within my body, and we will be inseparable for eternity..."

Izanami, played by Ruri Kazama, sings the most vicious curse in the underworld with the most beautiful voice in the world.

The play came to an end, and Kazama Ruri was the first to disappear behind the scenes. Warm golden lights enveloped the stage, and Izanagi appeared chanting beautiful poems. A huge column slowly rose from under the stage floor.

That was Japan at that time. There was a jade pillar rising from the bottom of the sea. The earth was barren and empty. Izanagi was walking around the pillar in a perfect circle. Izanami, played by Kazama Ruri, appeared on the stage again. She no longer had the pale makeup and hideous funeral clothes. She was wearing a gorgeous scarlet wedding dress. The two met in front of the pillar facing the audience seats.

"Oh my, what a good woman!" Izanagi said in surprise.

"Oh my, what a good man!" Izanami also responded in surprise.

The two sang and danced together, and they signed a marriage contract during the singing and dancing. It was a grand divine marriage, and they reproduced countless offspring on the giant pillar rising from the bottom of the sea.

"I will love you forever and ever, and love you with everything I have. I have forgotten your identity, and from now on you are my wife." Izanagi said.

"If one day, my beauty fades, my divine power is lost, and I turn into a ghost in the underworld, will you still love me?" Izanami asked.

"Love, even if you turn into a rotting corpse clad in bloody mourning clothes, even if you turn into dry bones, I will still love you." Izanagi sang loudly, "If one day I break my oath, let my world become purgatory, let my most beloved child be sewn into your clothes, let my soul be imprisoned in your body, and I will be damned forever."

"Okay, then from now on you will be my husband." said Izanami.

"I see. It's a flashback," Caesar suddenly said from the VIP seat. "This play by Kazama Ruri uses a flashback technique. He appears at the end of the story, when Izanami is alone in the Land of the Dead. Then there's the part where Izanagi betrays her. She sits in the hall and casts a vicious curse on him for breaking the oath he made to her. Finally, there's the part where they meet."

"No, it's not a flashback, it's a memory." Lu Mingfei pointed at Kazama Ruri, who was still on the stage. "From the beginning to the end, this story only involves Izanami. Kazama Ruri is acting as Izanami's memories, and the memories are flowing backwards."

"Because from the beginning of the play, Izanagi had already been killed by her. Izanami fulfilled her curse, and the underworld and the human world were connected, returning the earth to desolation. Izanagi's soul was imprisoned in her snow-white sleeves, and Izanagi's three children, Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo, were sewn onto her sleeves by Izanami... She regained her beauty, but lost everything," Lu Mingfei said. "That's why Izanami's appearance is so mournful and lonely. Her initial performance is a one-woman show, because she is the only one left in this world, like... a resentful woman who has been hungry and thirsty for thousands of years."

"So Kazama Ruri did indeed rewrite the Kojiki, changing the ending to Izanami's victory," Chu Zihang said. "Such a tampering can no longer be described as forgetting one's roots; it's downright treasonous, and I'm afraid it will easily draw criticism from traditional Kabuki masters."

Chapter 424 Sakura-sama comes to visit

The performance on the stage has not yet ended, but it has already reached its final chapter.

Izanagi disappeared, and Kazama Ruri put on her snow-white robe again. Her low singing echoed through the speakers in all directions of the Kabuki-za. The singing was sad and desolate, like a lonely wild soul crying in an empty well.

“All the happiness in the world is like a fleeting flower blooming in the shadow of the moon.”

“Only loneliness and pain are the most enduring poisons in the world, always with me.”

"The intermittent light of a firefly flickers on and off within a foot of its life. How can one bear the loneliness?"

At this point in the play, everyone should have understood it, whether they are professionals who truly love Kabuki performances or girls who come because of their admiration for Kazama Ruri. Anyone can understand that the story has come to an end and that it echoes the beginning... Izanagi died, Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, and Susanoo also died, and all living things on earth were extinct, leaving Izanami alone in the world.

This is a victory of...the devil.

The "Shinbian Kojiki" play performed at the Kabuki-za this time is really bold. To put it nicely, Ruri Kazama's adaptation of "Kojiki" is extremely innovative. To put it bluntly, the strict Japanese mythological history has been tampered with beyond recognition.

But what was incredible was that no one present, whether they were traditional Kabuki masters, Noh actors, or journalists reporting on Kabuki, spoke out to criticize Kazama Ruri's performance, and there was not even a question or discussion.

The venue was surprisingly quiet, with only Kazama Ruri's singing voice echoing between the seats. Some audience members even closed their eyes, because they didn't need to see, just listening to the pure singing voice would involuntarily bring to mind the image of a sad woman.

She was no longer wearing hideous shrouds, but luxurious brocade clothes, and her rotten face also showed its extraordinary glory again. However, she was so out of tune with everything around her. She was surrounded by withered dead trees, devastated earth and dead bones. The woman was so melancholy and confused, and the sad song was like a huge tide that drowned her.

The sad mood not only overwhelmed Fengjian Liuli on the stage, but also engulfed the audience below. Everyone was silent, and even faint sobs were heard from the crowd in the venue. Some people were infected by the loneliness of the woman on the stage, and they couldn't help but cry.

Caesar looked towards the source of the sound and found that the first person to cry was the Humpback Whale store manager sitting in the front row. Tears as big as beans flowed out from under Humpback Whale's sunglasses. This man of steel was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, and was as shy as a bullied young lady.

The crying sounds spread among the audience like a highly contagious virus. Some sobbed silently, some cried loudly, and the women took out handkerchiefs and tissues to cover their tearful eyes, not even caring about smudged makeup. Even the traditional Kabuki masters burst into tears. A strange atmosphere enveloped the entire Kabuki theater.

Caesar had watched Ruri Kazama's performance and was somewhat touched, but the situation in the VIP room horrified him and he was not in the mood to feel sad at all.

Eri stared blankly at the figure in the center of the stage, tears streaming down her delicate face like a spring. Her expression at the moment was one of loss. Even Uesugi Yue couldn't stop crying. A man who was old enough to be your grandfather suddenly shed silent tears in front of you. This scene really made people feel indescribably weird.

"Damn it, is this guy's acting really that weird?" Caesar glanced at the tearful Uesugi Yue and the tearful Eri, and whispered to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, "I admit that Kazama Ruri acted very well. I can understand a father being so moved by his son's performance for the first time... But what's wrong with the head of the Uesugi family? Doesn't she suffer from a severe emotional deficit? Why did she cry like this?"

"Maybe it's the power of the Word Spirit." Chu Zihang said, "If Feng Jianli's Word Spirit is spiritual, then it can be explained."

"Kazama Ruri has invisibly integrated the power of Word Spirits into his performances. Anyone caught in the radiant field of his Word Spirits will be in an extremely unstable state, with negative emotions magnified many times over. Once sadness exceeds the threshold, it's like a flood bursting through a dam, becoming difficult to control." Chu Zihang also glanced at Uesugi Yue and Eri. "Lu Mingfei said that Master Yue's combat prowess is comparable to that of the principal, and that he can influence bloodlines like Master Yue and the head of the Uesugi family. This suggests that Kazama Ruri's bloodline is at least as strong as Minamoto Chisei's."

"Another 'Emperor'?" Caesar was stunned. He had been numb to the shock of these Japanese freaks. "That's not right. If it's Kazama Ruri's words that are at work, it can affect Master Yue and the head of the Uesugi family. There's no reason why it wouldn't affect us. Our reaction should only be greater than theirs."

"Kazama Ruri may have used the power of the Word Spirit, but he didn't deliberately target anyone." Lu Mingfei shook his head. "It's precisely because Master Yue and Eri's bloodlines are stronger than everyone else that their reactions were so strong, even stronger than those of ordinary people... because it stems from a resonance of bloodline."

"Bloodline resonance?" Caesar asked.

"Yes, pay attention to the robe that Feng Jianli is wearing. Do you feel dizzy when you stare at the characters from the Age of Gods on it?" Lu Mingfei said, "Because those characters may contain real history. Both words and history have power."

"It's just that the history recorded in those texts is about the White Emperor, and we're not descendants of the White King, so we don't have too many feelings about it. We just find those texts very strange." Lu Mingfei whispered, "But whether it's the meaning of those texts or Fengjian Liuli's performance today, for Master Yue and Eri, they all come from memories deep in their bloodline, so it's no surprise that they resonate with them."

Before everyone could react, Ruri Kazama had already quietly left the stage. A Kabuki master in a kimono came to his senses, stood up, exclaimed in admiration at the empty stage, and then applauded vigorously.

More and more audience members joined in the applause, and in a moment, the applause became like thunder.

Experts and drama critics from news magazines excitedly walked onto the stage and praised it generously, saying that this was the best and most touching Kabuki performance they had seen in the past ten years. He was able to adapt a less popular and established play like "Kojiki" so innovatively and perform it so perfectly. Master Kazama is worthy of being the top leader of the younger generation in the Kabuki industry!

The flashes and cameras slowly swept across the tearful faces, proving that Kazama Ruri's performance was indeed worthy of the critics' high praise, but the person who created such a gloomy atmosphere avoided the camera and had already retreated behind the scenes.

Uesugi Yue and Eri in the VIP room finally came out of their sad mood.

At the same time, a waiter in black knocked on the door of the VIP room, and a white envelope was accurately handed to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei opened the envelope in front of everyone, and inside was a white note.

The content of the note was very simple, inviting Sakura-sensei to the backstage for a chat, with the additional condition being that Basara King and Ukyo Tachibana must be brought along, and the note was signed by Kazama Ruri.

"Alright, if you have any questions about Feng Jianli's invitation, you can ask him in person later. I'm sure he'll have something to say to us." Lu Mingfei folded the note into the envelope and put it in the lining pocket. "Let's go. Don't keep our host waiting too long."

Caesar and Chu Zihang nodded. Eri, of course, followed Lu Mingfei closely. However, Uesugi Yue, who was sitting in the corner of the sofa, took off the headband with the words "Kazama Ming" written on it and stuffed Kazama Ruri's cheering fan into the arms of her kimono.

"What's wrong, Master Yue? You're about to meet Fengjian Liuli, and you're afraid that your son will see these things, so you're shy?" Lu Mingfei teased Uesugi Yue.

"No, you guys go ahead. I'd better go back to my ramen stand first." Uesugi Yue shook his head. "The ramen stand isn't open yet, and it's almost time for those students to finish their evening studies. If I don't rush back, the customers will be waiting anxiously."

Uesugi Yue packed up his things and prepared to leave alone.

"Master Yue, are you afraid?" Lu Mingfei looked at Uesugi Yue's back. "Do you feel guilty towards your son over the years, so you don't dare to see him?"

Uesugi Yue stopped walking but didn't turn around immediately. "You are all young people of the same generation. Young people should chat among yourselves. It's not appropriate for an old guy like me to get involved. We don't have anything in common. I'm more suitable to drink with old guys like Ange."

There was a hint of sadness in the old man's words.

"Speaking of which, my dad is also a jerk. Although he usually seems to not care about me, whenever he gets the chance, he will always come up to me shamelessly, just to say a few more words to me." Caesar asked Chu Zihang, "There is no father in this world who doesn't want to say a few more words to his children, right?"

"I don't know." Chu Zihang shook his head. "But at least my father is like what you said. Sometimes he would do anything just to talk to me."

"I don't know if my dad is a jerk, and I don't know if he wants to talk to me. We haven't seen each other in several years, nor have we spoken on the phone." Lu Mingfei shrugged. "But from a son's perspective, I really want to talk to him more. After all, the only thing everyone has from birth that never changes is their parents. I think if you, the eldest brother and the brothers, have the chance, you would also want to talk to your father more."

"Yes." Chu Zihang nodded and asked the man about some things that were once the most important meaning of his life.

"I don't really have the heart to chat with my bastard dad, because most of the conversations he and I have are about money and women. He's a bastard after all, but it's impossible for everyone's dad to be a bastard." Caesar thought for a moment, "But if he dies one day, maybe I really would like to chat with him."

"So, if there's a chance, the father always wants to talk to his son, and the son also wants to talk to the father." Lu Mingfei said to Uesugi Yue's back, "Master Yue, you've been hiding for decades. Now that the opportunity is right in front of you, do you still want to hide?"

Uesugi Yue took a deep breath and slowly turned around. He looked at Lu Mingfei and the other two, then at Eri. Finally, he nodded gently: "But I want to ask you one thing... Before I am ready to explain my relationship with that child, please do not mention this matter."

……

The corridor leading to the backstage is winding. The interior of this century-old building still maintains its original appearance, and the paintings on the walls are also priceless.

Men in black suits stood at the corners of every corridor. When Lu Mingfei and his companions passed by, they would bend down and bow slowly. These people were the waiters and waitresses from the Kabuki performance just now. The difference was that they had taken off the armbands and bow ties that waiters usually used, and replaced them with black ties. They wore black copper "ghost" badges on their chests. These badges symbolized that they came from the second main family of the Japanese underworld - the Mengguishu.

The Eight Snake Families miscalculated one thing. Gokurakukan was not the real base camp of the Oni Clan. It was run by Ryoma Sakurai Kogure, the third-in-command of the Oni Clan. Although there was an entire floor in Gokurakukan as the residence of Minamoto no Chitose, the Dragon King, Minamoto no Chitose only stayed there occasionally, and the number one figure, Wang Jiang, had never appeared in Gokurakukan. The entire Gokurakukan casino could only be regarded as a large base under the Oni Clan at best, and the real Oni Clan had infiltrated every corner of Japan and they were everywhere.

This was the first time that Caesar and Chu Zihang officially came into contact with the fierce ghosts. Unlike the rumors, these "ghosts" were not ferocious nor did they exude a dangerous aura. On the contrary, they were silent and introverted.

If the Eight Clans of Sheqi are a large and powerful family, then the Menggui Clan is more like a religion with strict laws. The people gathered here have a common belief. They are united by their faith and will immediately transform into the bravest warriors once the war breaks out.

At the end of the corridor is a black sunken wood door with exquisite and noble wood carvings. There is a ferocious ghost head carved on each side. Women wearing black kimonos and geisha makeup on their faces are kneeling on both sides of the door. When Lu Mingfei and his friends arrived at the door, the women crawled on the ground and wiped their shoes with expensive silk.

When they were in the corridor, Caesar and Chu Zihang had a vague guess in their hearts. When they saw this door and these women, their guess was confirmed... It turned out that the entire Kabuki-za was the property of the Mengguishu. This dangerous force was even hidden under the noses of the Snake Eight Families. Presumably, the reason why the entire Snake Eight Families were so dark under the light was that the former patriarch Masamune Tachibana secretly provided shelter for the Mengguishu.

"Lord Kazama, Lady Sakura is here to visit." The woman knocked on the door gently.

Chapter 425 Feng Jianli was predicted

"Are you here?" A clear voice came from inside the black door, "Then please invite Sakura-kun and the others in."

"Yes."

The woman in the black kimono bowed deeply towards the door, then slowly opened the heavy wooden door. She bowed deeply to Lu Mingfei and the others, and finally closed the door behind them.

Inside the door is an extremely open space. A plain green screen stands in the center of the room, dividing the space into two parts. The outer side is the reception area. There are more than ten round cushions placed next to a long table about seven or eight meters long. Next to each cushion is an exquisite small table. The blank surface of the small table is decorated with exquisite porcelain vases with cherry and plum branches.

Inside the room is a comfortable rest area, also decorated in traditional Japanese style. The vermilion dressing table is particularly eye-catching. Ruri Kazama, wearing a snow-white robe, is sitting in front of the dressing table, removing her makeup in front of the mirror.

The pale ghost-like makeup on the stage has been removed by Fengjian Liuli. Now what appears in front of everyone is Fengjian Liuli's original undecorated face, with refreshing straight hair. Fengjian Liuli's skin is very clean, just like his name, as clear as glass. He looks like a high school student next door, but the feeling he gives people is so beautiful, like the clearest spring water in the mountain stream, and the sunlight shining on his body can reflect the brilliance of ice crystals.

Everyone's attention was on Fengjian Liuli, except Lu Mingfei, who looked carefully at the empty room... The style of this room was almost exactly the same as the Japanese-style room on the top floor of Jileguan.

"I'm sorry, I've removed my makeup, but it'll take some time to remove the nails." Feng Jianli said calmly, "If you're not in a hurry, you can wait at the table for a while. Someone will come and serve tea, and we can chat while we drink it."

Ruri Kazama didn't turn around, but just looked at everyone through the mirror. His gaze lingered on Uesugi Yue and Eri for a moment, but there was no surprise on his face.

This boy exudes a casual vibe, and he doesn't display the traditional Japanese politeness at all.

Everyone sat down on the futons at the long table in turn, except for Uesugi Yue who was reluctant to sit down. Finally, Lu Mingfei saw through Uesugi Yue's complicated mood. He whispered to Eiry, asking her to pull Uesugi Yue's sleeve and sit down. Of course, the old man would not refuse his daughter's invitation, and finally sat down slowly.

A woman in a black kimono brought the best green tea and placed cups of it on the long table in front of them. Along with the tea, there were also several exquisite porcelain plates filled with famous Japanese snacks such as daifuku mochi, konpeito and sakura mochi.

After watching a wonderful Kabuki performance, exquisite green tea and snacks were prepared for them. It seemed that Fengjian Liuli really treated Lu Mingfei and others as important guests.

"Today's performance was perfect." Lu Mingfei and Fengjian Liuli chatted in a friendly tone. "I've heard that Fengjian is a gifted Kabuki actor for a long time. After seeing Fengjian's performance today, I realized that gifted is not enough to describe it. It is truly breathtaking."

"It is an honor for Ruri Kazama to receive such praise from Sakura-kun." Ruri Kazama smiled sincerely.

"You have excellent acting skills and a strong bloodline. Why would someone like you become a gigolo?" Caesar suddenly asked, "Is it just a hobby?"

It can be seen that the young master of the Gattuso family, who has always been the focus of the crowd, still does not fully trust this guy who once overshadowed him.