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

Of course, there are far more than one lunatic... Caesar Gattuso playing Gilgamesh is far from enough to give Yuan Zhisheng a headache. The most troublesome thing is that there are a lot of lunatics.

On the stage, the figure on the left is a swordsman with long blue hair. His long sword is slung across his waist, and his snow-white warrior uniform is wide open in front of his chest, revealing the outline of his strong and sturdy chest muscles. His lower body is wearing blue skirt and pants, and the creases of the skirt are meticulous, which seems to symbolize the swordsman's rigorous and deep character.

Compared with Gilgamesh, this one’s degree of restoration is also quite high... Chu Zihang’s version of Ukyo Tachibana is simply Ukyo Tachibana himself traveling to the modern era.

"Youjing! Youjing! It's really Youjing!" The woman close to Chu Zihang showed a crazy look on her face.

"So stylish and charming! I would even believe if you said he was the reincarnation of Tachibana Ukyo!" The fat woman in the crowd clapped her hands vigorously.

"Nonsense! Ukyo may be called that, but he's himself. He's not anyone's replacement!" A woman retorted, "I knew right away that this look suited Ukyo. He's the samurai wandering the city!"

"I finally know where the nickname 'Ukyo' came from." Xia Mi squinted at Chu Zihang, who was dressed as Tachibana Ukyo, and the women in the audience who were infatuated with him, and said in a sinister tone, "He's been a gigolo for over a month, and he must have dressed up like this to attract girls. I didn't expect this guy to have such a showy side."

"Think of it this way. This guy is so popular with girls, doesn't that prove that you have good taste?" Jiude Mai said to Xia Mi, "If my man was a hot commodity, I would just find him attractive. But if I don't even have confidence that he won't be snatched away by another girl, then it means that this man never belonged to me in the first place."

"That makes sense." Xia Mi nodded.

Jude Mai's gaze fell on Eri on the other side. Eri was very quiet and did not become impatient because of the pursuit and excitement of other women. Her eyes were always on the figure in the middle of the stage, her expression calm and focused.

There was also a samurai in the center of the stage. His long orange hair was tied into an unruly short braid at the back of his head. The orange samurai uniform draped over his lean body seemed a bit too big. Under the uniform, one could vaguely see the crisscrossing scars on his body. The crisscrossing wounds on his angular and handsome face were very representative. He was wearing ancient white socks and wooden clogs. He held his sleeves with his hands, his expression was three parts distracted, three parts bohemian and five parts unruly.

He is called a samurai, but he is different from Tachibana Ukyo played by Chu Zihang. To be more precise, he is more like a ronin, who looks calm and composed after killing countless people because he regards human life as worthless... Kenshin Himura, Lu Mingfei portrays the famous Thousand Killer Battousai in the comics vividly and lifelike.

"This Lord Kenshin seems a little tall... but still very handsome!" A woman at the scene who had seen the movie "Rurouni Kenshin" remembered that Kenshin Himura's official height was only 1.58 meters.

"Did Lord Kenshin draw his sword just now? Otherwise, why would I be so scared!" The infatuated woman covered her heart with her hands.

"Except for the height, everything else is very realistic. The scar, the wounds on the body, the hair... they all look real!" exclaimed a woman who saw it.

Isn't it true, Lu Mingfei thought to himself, the injuries on his body were accumulated over the years, and some of the wounds left by the battle with Herzog have not healed yet. The broken arm and ribs have grown back, but Lu Mingze obviously has no obligation to help him perform a scar-free scar removal surgery... As for the hair, it is indeed real hair. Lu Mingfei took a can of disposable hair dye when he left the dressing room. If a woman rushed onto the stage and touched his hair now, she could grab a handful of orange dye.

"They haven't lost these clothes yet!" The vice-principal said with a little surprise when he saw Caesar and the other two.

"What do you mean?" Ange glanced at the vice-principal. "Have you seen them wearing these strange clothes before?"

"No, didn't you give them these clothes?" The vice principal pointed at Ange.

"I gave it to you?" Ange was stunned.

He thought about it carefully and had no such impression at all, but how could such...sexy clothes be so easily forgotten? Angé wondered if he had Alzheimer's disease?

"Did you forget?" The Vice Principal shook his glass. "Over a month ago, before they were assigned to Japan, you were very busy. Didn't you ask me to help them pick out some clothes that suited the local Yamato style? You said we couldn't bring shame to the academy."

"I carefully selected these for them. I even sent out a questionnaire to the female students in the academy." The Vice Principal pointed to the three Caesars on the stage, who looked like they were attending a Christmas masquerade. "Each piece of clothing has a deep meaning and rich historical background. Tachibana Ukyo, Himura Kenshin, and Gilgamesh—each of these three characters is a reputable hero capable of taking on a hundred enemies alone. They are both in keeping with Japanese customs and bring honor to the academy. In your name, Ange, I'm placing these clothes in Sleipnis's cabin. I think these children will think their principal is a thoughtful and fashionable old man."

"As expected, it was the vice-principal who picked him," Uesugi Yue added. "I was saying that old man Ange wasn't that fashionable. He's a full forty years older than me, but I only heard about Himura Kenshin ten years ago from those middle school comic-loving students."

Ange was silent for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and walked towards the area of ​​the Sheqi Eight Families without saying a word... He couldn't stay here, otherwise he would not be able to help but attack the two old guys.

"Hey, old friend, don't thank me, seriously." The vice-principal waved at Ange's back. "Just tell those guys from the Sheqi Eight Clan that you chose the clothes for these three little ones. Show them off. You've made a real contribution to their current popularity!"

Ange's pace unconsciously quickened a bit. He was afraid that he would get hurt if he continued to stay next to those two idiots.

The three Caesars on the stage bowed and saluted to the audience in unison, which marked the official start of tonight's farewell show. The guests applauded and cheered with unprecedented enthusiasm.

"Gilgamesh" sat down in front of the piano on the side of the stage. It was actually quite appropriate for the Hero King to play something as elegant as the piano... But looking at the heavy armor under the Hero King's feet, it would probably be a test of basic skills to step accurately on the piano pedals.

If "Gilgamesh" playing the piano was not incongruous, then "Ukyo Tachibana" taking out a saxophone from his back seemed a bit weird. The collision of ancient and modern, East and West was extremely visually impactful and dazzling... But the women just cheered, saying that Basara King and Ukyo were really talented.

They were all obsessed with the men they loved, as if they were bewitched by a Gu... They were afraid that Chu Zihang would throw away his saxophone the next second, pick up a pair of clappers and a handkerchief, and sing Northeast Errenzhuan while dancing Yangko. They would all say that Youjing was truly a man of both civil and military talents.

"Kenshin Himura" is acting normal. He stands in front of the microphone stand and looks like the host tonight... I just don't know what kind of song this ancient wanderer will sing for everyone, a poetic folk song or extremely contrasting heavy metal rock?

The graceful piano notes spread throughout the entire Takama-ga-hara through the speakers. It was indeed a song. You could tell from the prelude that it was a lyrical song. Caesar's fingering was as smooth as water, even through the heavy armor... As the heir to the Gattuso family and a nobleman with both virtue and talent, how could Caesar not know how to play the piano? On the contrary, he had profound attainments in piano. The beautiful piano girl Liu Miaomiao, who had passed the tenth level exam at Shilan Middle School, was promoted by him.

Everyone was attracted by the beautiful piano music and held their breath. The melody was very familiar. This was a common feeling among everyone, as if they had heard it in a dream, but suddenly could not remember it after waking up.

After two ten beats, Chu Zihang's saxophone joined in. In fact, it is difficult for the saxophone and the piano to coordinate, because the sound of the piano is soft, while the sound of the saxophone is loud, and the latter can easily cover the former, but Chu Zihang's breath control is very stable, and the sound blowing out of his mouth is neither sharp nor harsh, but like a ventriloquist master humming a whistle softly and slowly.

It is natural for him to have such a level. Chu Zihang learns everything very quickly. What's more, his saxophone and swordsmanship are both acquired since childhood. After several weeks of working together with Caesar, their cooperation has become seamless.

"I don't know where to begin,"

"Time passes silently,"

"The words that came to my mind,"

"Disappeared without a trace..."

The singing was added at the right time. It was Lu Mingfei who was singing. At the same time, everyone suddenly realized... No wonder they felt that the prelude of this song was so familiar. Caesar adapted it a little, but the flavor of the original song was too strong. Each of them had heard it a long time ago.

"Sudden Love"...the theme song of "Tokyo Love Story"!

Everyone has heard this song because everyone has watched the drama, "Tokyo Love Story", which was the ratings champion of Japanese dramas at that time. In the era when the Internet platform was not yet developed, this drama occupied tens of millions of televisions during prime time every night, especially those with women at home... At that time, every time the drama was broadcast, women would always stay in front of the TV to watch Rika love Wanji, Wanji love Satomi, Satomi love Mikami, Mikami love Naoko, and Satomi love Wanji again.

In short, it is a love triangle or quintuple triangle between several middle-aged uncles and aunts, which makes all the women in Japan cry... The leading and supporting characters on TV are desperate, and the women in reality are also desperate. The lethality of this drama is so great that even Lu Mingfei, who was in junior high school, was deeply affected by it.

But I have to say that this drama is very successful and really touching. It may not be able to convey very positive values, but it at least wants to teach people not to do things that they will regret. People should learn to distinguish between complex love and simple impulses...Love for someone can be sudden, but when you look back many years later, her voice, appearance, and the beauty of her hair and skin will still be the same as when you first met her.

"You are beautiful and charming,"

"It's impossible for me to fall in love with you directly,"

"The rain is almost stopping,"

"In this evening that belongs only to you and me..."

Lu Mingfei's singing skills are definitely not that superb. He can't be compared with real professional singers, and he can't even be compared with some of the singing gigolos in Takama-ga-hara. He is probably at the level of being able to perform solo at the school's New Year's Eve party.

But his singing voice is definitely beautiful enough, and every note is expressed with just the right emotion...and what makes the guests in the audience empathize even more is that Lu Mingfei sang this song entirely in Japanese.

"He's really good at it!" Xia Mi exclaimed.

"Your boyfriend plays the saxophone very well." Old Tang rarely followed Xia Mi's words of praise.

"I'm talking about Senior Brother Ming Fei." Xia Mi showed a surprised expression, "His Japanese is so standard!"

"This is his favorite Japanese song. He used to hum a few lines while driving," said Mai Jude. "He even practiced it. He's listened to it at least a thousand times."

"Yes, it plays every day in the dormitory. My ears are almost callused from listening to it." Finkel also went up to the third floor at this time. This was the last performance and he would not be needed to perform again.

"My brother is really determined!" Old Tang said, "Two years ago, my brother told me that the girl he liked was in Japan, but there were bad guys plotting against her. I patted my chest and promised that if anyone dared to bully my brother's woman, I would help him fuck the hell out of him. And now it happened right away. When have I, Old Tang, ever broken my word?"

"No one understood him before, but after coming to Japan, everyone understood." Su Enxi came behind Eri, her hands gently resting on her shoulders. "Lu Mingfei... is the girl Sakura likes."

Chapter 769 Merger

Eri looked intently at Lu Mingfei on the stage. She listened to Lu Mingfei singing and understood the meaning of the lyrics because she had watched the drama "Tokyo Love Story"... with Sakura.

Su Enxi knew that the girl understood what she said, because Eiry's eyes were flowing like a moving spring water.

"You probably don't know much about Lu Mingfei's past. Before high school, he was a down-and-out kid, the typical pig-headed boy from your Japanese anime," Su Enxi said. "But one day in high school, he suddenly changed. It was said that it was because of a certain girl."

"I met Lu Mingfei two years ago. Back then, he was no longer the same loser. He was strong, decisive, and highly efficient. Although he still talked a lot, that was part of his charm..." Su Enxi paused. "This is how the world is. Losers who talk a lot are considered losers, but elites who talk a lot are considered to have high emotional intelligence and are humorous."

"So am I highly emotionally intelligent or do I have a sense of humor?" Finkel came forward, pointed at his nose, his face full of anticipation.

"You're a hopeless case." Jiude Mai pushed Finger's size 48 face aside with her hand. "Girls are talking, loser, get out of the way."

"Whether at Shilan Middle School or Kassel College, Lu Mingfei had no shortage of suitors. What boy doesn't yearn for a beautiful campus romance? But Lu Mingfei never had a relationship," Su Enxi said. "Because he already had a girl in his heart. No one knew who that girl was, and no one had ever heard him mention her. But those who knew Lu Mingfei knew that every time he looked towards the rising sun, he would involuntarily hum this tune, with a smile in his eyes."

"He was humming so absorbedly and laughing so happily. That must be a very beautiful girl." Su Enxi stood behind Eili, and her eyes, along with Eili's, were cast towards Lu Mingfei on the stage. "He must really like that girl. That's what I was thinking at that time."

"On that day, at that time, at that place,"

"If I had never met you,"

"We will always be strangers..."

When it came to the chorus, Lu Mingfei's voice became slightly high-pitched. He sang with his eyes closed and emotion. It was not some heavenly sound, just an ordinary voice and ordinary technique. However, the tenderness and subtle love in his voice made the guests in the audience intoxicated.

"I've never heard that he can sing in school." Ange came to Yuan Zhisheng's side.

Crow moved a chair to the principal of Kassel College. He very considerately placed the chair at the same level as Yuan Zhisheng. In the underworld, this means that this famous educator and underworld predecessor is on an equal footing with their patriarch.

Ange didn't care and just sat down on the chair. Today was not a business day but a party. He came to the Sheqi Eight Family to get some peace and quiet, so it didn't matter to him where he sat.

"Singing for the girl you love must be very meaningful. This song may have been reserved specifically for this moment." Feng Jian Liuli smiled, "Lu Jun's singing voice is very emotional, which shows that he loves that girl very deeply."

"It is said that Lu Mingfei likes the head of the Uesugi family?" Ange looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

"Yes, my sister." Yuan Zhisheng nodded. He was also a little confused. "Lu Mingfei seems to have known Eiry for a long time, but Eiry has never left home. I checked Lu Mingfei's resume, and he had never been to Japan before this time. It's impossible for him and Eiry to be online friends."

"The academy didn't give him any information about the head of the Uesugi family." Ange spread his hands. "To be honest, the secret party didn't even know that there was such a super hybrid among your Sheqi Eight Clan. As for you and your brother, your files are recorded in the academy, but I remember that your performance during your advanced studies at Kassel Academy was only at 'A' level, right?"

With Yuan Zhisheng's bloodline, he could easily get an "S" grade or even a unique evaluation, but he was always at the "A" grade throughout his studies at Kassel Academy until graduation. His academic and practical performance were excellent, but he was not the first in the academy or even in his grade... With the strength of an "Emperor", he could have easily crushed all the hybrids, but Yuan Zhisheng didn't do that. This young man was very talented but very talented.

"It's my family's intention. Of course, I wouldn't be so foolish as to completely expose my bloodline to the secret party," Yuan Zhisheng said calmly. "There's a Chinese saying, 'A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.' Although Herzog is dead, he was right in saying that the essence of this world is still cannibalism."

"The Secret Party certainly isn't a charitable organization, but Kassel Academy doesn't have a habit of using its own kind for food... at least we won't go to the extent of Herzog," Ange whispered. "Hybrids aren't completely hostile to one another. With the dragons as their enemy, no two large hybrid organizations would dare to go to war with each other."

Behind Yuan Zhisheng, Yasha and Crow couldn't help but stand up straight, because from then on, the conversation between Yuan Zhisheng and Ange had gone beyond the scope of normal chatting and talking about family matters, and involved major family affairs, which they, the retainers, had no choice but to treat with caution.

This moment has finally arrived, faster than expected, without even giving them a chance to react. The affairs of the White King's descendants and the Ghost Clan have been exposed, and the secret party, the symbol of extreme violence in the mixed-blood world, is finally going to punish and sanction this group of marginal and dangerous elements.

It was not just Yasha and Crow, but also powerful family heads like Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami. Although their eyes were still on the performance on the stage below, their minds had long been focused on the conversation between Gen Chisei and Ange.

"Principal, you are an outstanding educator and a great dragon slayer. I respect you, but with all due respect, you're not exactly an exceptional negotiator." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head. "You told me that large-scale wars wouldn't break out between mixed-blood organizations, but as far as I know, sixty years ago you single-handedly came to Japan and suppressed the entire Sheqi Eight Clan with extreme violence. Even my father fell at your hands. It's not that the Sheqi Eight Clan doesn't dare to be an enemy of the Secret Party. We all have the courage to die for our family. But if we resist, the Secret Party's exploitation of us will inevitably become even more severe, right?"

After listening to Yuan Zhisheng's words, Ange did not interrupt. While Yuan Zhisheng was narrating, Ange's eyes were always on him, like a teacher patiently listening to his student's speech to see if he had grown.

"You're right. I'm not a negotiation expert at all. In front of my peers, I don't even bother to pretend to be an educator," Ange said expressionlessly, holding up two fingers. "I'm only speaking to you as a dragon slayer and leader of Kassel Academy. You're my former student, but you're also the current head of the Sheqi Eight Families. Head, I must correct two mistakes in your words."

Yuan Zhisheng's expression was extremely serious.

"First, apart from your father, none of the eight Sheqi families were capable of fighting. I could have wiped out all eight families by myself. That's not war, it's massacre," Ange corrected him, retracting a finger. "I don't know if you have the courage to die bravely, but you certainly don't dare to become my enemy. That's a fact. If you eight Sheqi families have a book of shame, you can look it up; it should have a record of it."

Hearing Ange's words, a trace of anger flashed across the eyes of all the family heads. Even Yaksha and Crow behind Yuan Zhisheng were secretly shocked. This old guy was a bit too domineering... But he did have the strength and capital to be arrogant.

Yuan Zhisheng wanted to say something in rebuttal, but was stopped by Ange with a gesture.

"Listen to my second point first." Ange looked into Yuan Zhisheng's eyes. "The most important reason you don't dare to resist isn't fear of loss or exploitation...you're afraid of exposing your secrets."

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes darkened slightly.

"The descendants of the White King and the bloodline issue that has troubled you, the Eight Clans of Sheqi, for thousands of years, and most importantly... 'God', is your Achilles' heel." Ange was reluctant to retract his second finger.

All the family heads' faces changed drastically. At this moment, they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy... After more than sixty years, this tyrannical man had finally uncovered their biggest secret and was now here to settle the score with them!

"Teacher..." Inuyama He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ange.

"Aha, I know what you mean. 'God' is dead, the treacherous have been eliminated, and the curse of your Eight Snake Clans should also disappear, right?" Ange shook his head slowly. "You shouldn't be so naive, Aha. This isn't a problem for your Eight Snake Clans. This is a political issue... the politics of the hybrid world. If all the hybrids in the world knew that the descendants of the White King were all hiding in Japan, and that among them were super hybrids and the remains of 'God', what would the other hybrids do?"

The faces of the family heads were extremely ugly. They had also considered Ange's question, and the answer was beyond doubt. The Eight Sheqi Families would become the public enemy of all half-bloods in the world. Their supreme "Emperor" would be captured and studied as a monster, and everyone would force them to tell them the whereabouts of the White King's remains... An innocent man would be guilty of possessing a treasure, and by then, the Eight Sheqi Families would be isolated and helpless!

"Principal, the 'Sacred Remains' is the source of the curse we've always wanted to destroy, but it ultimately fell into Herzog's hands," Fuuma Kotaro whispered. "Now Herzog is dead, and we've been salvaging it for a week but haven't found the whereabouts of the dragon bones."

"That's just your one-sided statement." Ange chuckled.

Everyone present was smart, and they all understood what Ange meant. Once the news spread, no one would care whether the remains of the White King were in the hands of the Eight Snake Families. Japan was only this big, and people would dig deep in this country to find the precious dragon treasure.

"But when Herzog was killed, not only were our Sheqi Eight Clan members in Japan, but your Kassel Academy was also in Japan." Sakurai Nanami looked at Ange. "What I mean is, what evidence does the principal have to prove that the White King's skeleton ended up in the hands of our Sheqi Eight Clan members, and not your Kassel Academy?"

"It's okay. The vice-principal, Caesar, Lu Mingfei, and the others, as well as the equipment department, can all stay in Japan until this news spreads." Ange waved to Sakurai Nanami. "We will accept investigations from any mixed-blood forces. If they don't find the remains of the White King on us, the only ones left are you, the Eight Snake Clans."

Sakurai Nanami's eyes were gloomy. This eloquent and fickle woman could not refute anything at the moment. Every word of Ange hit their sore spot... If the matter of Herzog was resolved within the Eight Snake Families, their family would have survived this disaster safely. The worst case scenario was that Herzog, who had transformed into the White King, destroyed the family. The current situation was that Herzog was killed, and the Eight Snake Families were also preserved, but there was an additional Kassel Academy.

Without the help of Kassel Academy, they would not be able to win this war, but this academy is the largest and most powerful organization in the entire mixed-blood world. They have just escaped from the tiger's den, and there are wolves watching them from behind.

"Ange, over sixty years later, you still have such a bad taste." Uesugi Yue approached from a distance. "Is it fun for an old man who is so old that he's almost dead to scare a group of young people?"

"Didn't you say that you would no longer be involved in family affairs after you left the Sheqi Eight Families?" Angé glanced at Uesugi Yue who was approaching.

"I just can't stand you bullying my son. Do you think the kid has no one to back him up?" Uesugi Yue used his body to push Fuma Kotaro away. He glared at Angre angrily, "Why don't you just tell them what conditions you have? As long as the request is not excessive, how can they refuse you?"

"I'm not negotiating, are you? Your son says I'm not an expert negotiator. If I don't describe the consequences as dire, how can there be any chance of bargaining?" Ange sighed helplessly. "No wonder you can't manage a family well. Don't you understand the tactic of using the stick first and then the carrot?"

"What does the principal mean?" Gen Chisheng looked at Uesugi Yue and then at Ange.

"Can Yuan Zhisheng have full authority over the affairs of the eight Snake families?" Ange looked at Fuma Kotaro.

"The head of the family has full authority to represent the entire family." Fuma Kotaro nodded.

"Where are you, the Fierce Ghost Clan?" Ange looked at Fengjian Liuli. "You just said you wanted to retire. Can you still represent the Fierce Ghost Clan?"

"If the principal asks, I can cooperate." Fengjian Liuli nodded.

"Let's merge the Snake Eight Families and the Oni Clan." Ange knocked on the table. In the Japanese underworld, this action usually occurs when two major gangs are negotiating. A respected witness taps the table to suggest peace talks.

Everyone showed a surprised expression and was silent for several seconds. Lu Mingfei on the stage also sang the interlude in the empty beat. For a moment, the entire Takama-ga-hara was silent except for the performance of Caesar and Chu Zihang.

"Principal, what do you mean..." Fuma Kotaro asked in a daze.

"This isn't a discussion, it's a notification." Ange looked around at everyone in the area. "This must be completed within three days. After three days, all mixed-bloods in Japan will be incorporated into the Eight Snake Families."