Yuan Zhisheng walked out of the quiet room of the head of the family.

In the room behind him, the old man picked up the teacup and drank his eyes lightly.

Accompanied by respectful greetings from the "Young Master", he returned to his office.

The two guys, Crow and Yasha, were scratching their ears and cheeks at the King of Fighters. When they turned around and saw the young master who was loyal to him entering the door, they were immediately overjoyed and threw the handle away, trotted over, and stood respectfully beside the boy.

However, someone is faster than them.

It's Sakura.

None of them saw clearly when the girl appeared.

When she realized it, Sakura was already standing in Yuan Zhisheng's shadow.

It seems that this place should belong to her.

Perhaps the only thing I noticed was Yuan Zhisheng himself.

After all, it is such a dangerous place behind it. As the young master of the Eighth Family of the Snake Qi Family and the contemporary emperor of the Japanese mixed-race species, how could he bear such a heavy fate if he does not have enough power?

But he didn't care.

To say why.

This person is Sakura, a very simple reason, but it's enough, isn't it?

A beautiful girl who can be accepted by Genjiso and unconditionally entrusted her back with confidence, Yabuki Sakura.

"Young Master, do you have any mission?"

The crow rubbed his hands impatiently.

"It must be very important to summon the head of the family in person, that, I..."

"Ah, it hurts!"

Before he could finish his words, the crow jumped up with the back of his head in his arms.

"Too talk!"

Yasha said viciously.

"Are you supposed to ask these? You will think about whether to say it or not. Remember your duty as a retainer! Don't be too arrogant!"

Yuan Zhisheng was a little helpless, but he didn't show his face and nodded to Yasha.

"Don't make things too difficult for the crow, he's such a guy."

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Yasha bowed with a standard, then pressed his companion who was still rubbing his head, and said fiercely.

"Why don't you apologize to the young master, you bastard!"

After some fight, the four of them divided the masters and ministers to sit down.

Noting the crow's shiny eyes and the attitude that Yasha was restrained but still caring, Yuan Chisheng smiled obscurely.

It seems that his retainers are very distressed.

Yes, as the young master from Yakuza, who was born in the lowest-level street, he asked Crows and Yasha to chop people or ask for protection fees, so he could not blink and be familiar with the road.

As for King of Fighters, it’s almost the same to bully ordinary people with the physical qualities of the mixed race. It’s really a headache to confront the masters of both mixed races around the world, using swords but game controllers.

Yuan Zhisheng also knew that because of Eriyi, his two retainers have really lived in dire straits these days, and they wanted to jump out of something and run over and chop each other.

However, this time the target of the task is not just a minion like "ghost".

For a moment, Yuan Zhisheng didn't say anything. He recalled the instructions from the parents not long ago. This was the first time he saw the old man showing such a solemn expression.

“Bronze and Fire.”

Juji Authentic says this.

Yuan Zhisheng, who was kneeling opposite him, couldn't tell the difference between everyone's mood at this moment.

Is it the believers who are so ecstatic that they see the gods they worship?

But not like.

The authentic thin and hunched body was trembling slightly.

For some reason, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to feel an emotion called excitement from the old man in front of him.

"Zhisheng, you have read the information."

"Um."

"I want to hear what you think."

Yuan Zhisheng pondered for a moment.

"I have doubts about this game."

"oh?"

Juji is very interested in it.

"Suspect?"

“That’s right.”

Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Although based on the information we have, bronze and fire will indeed recover this year."

"However, slaying dragons is an unimaginable great cause, how could there be such a thing as usurping the divine power?"

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head.

He remembered the description in the information.

In the post that topped the Hunter's website, someone actually held a competition to invite mixed races from all over the world to divide the authority of bronze and fire.

Slaughtering God is an epic that only exists in legends.

Some people actually became greedy for the gods.

What an exaggerated ambition.

"Weapon the divine power."

Ju Zheng repeats the words of her adopted son.

He lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Your suspicion is correct. Chisheng, there is no mortal in this world who can touch the throne of God."

The head of the Snake Eight Family said this.

"But, since the people behind the Hunter website have set up this arena, and we, who are responsible for the imperial blood, are really unreasonable if we don't go there."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"I'll leave tomorrow."

"No hurry."

Ju Zhengzong raised her hand and looked at her adopted son kindly.

"I'm old."

First, he let out such a sigh, and then Ju Jing said it.

"It's time to hand over the position of the parents to you in the past two years."

Yuan Zhisheng's expression changed.

"Your body..."

"Okay, OK."

Ju Jing smiled happily, she really looked like a kind and kind elder.

"I know how I am in good health."

"Everyone has a mission."

"I took the Ba family of Sheqi to this day. It's almost time to hand over this position to the young people."

Zhisheng, you are a powerful soldier and a competent leader. I feel relieved to hand over the Eight Family of the Snake Qi to you."

Ju said authentically and emotionally.

Until this time, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly realized that the man in front of him was so old.

He lowered his head, unable to bear to look at the old man's face that was full of ravines.

The handsome boy stuttered his lips twice.

"If possible, I want to keep sitting at the young head of the family and make your knife."

Ju Zhengzong laughed twice with cheerful smile.
To be continued...