From setting up a tea party at the Hongmen Banquet, to fighting with swords the second time they met, to Itō taking the initiative to ask Yuki to serve the tea.
Xiao Zheng's originally difficult trip to Tokyo was resolved just like that. It did not seem difficult, but in Sophia's eyes, it was very exciting and thrilling.
How many people would dare to take on the pressure of a local dragon and snatch a cake in the local dragon's territory? Furthermore, after snatching the cake, he was willing to give it to the local dragon to taste. That was even more unusual.
Sophia felt that she did not misjudge Xiao Zheng at all. She also believed that Lin Huayin, who was secretly regarded as the number one princess of Yan Jin, definitely did not choose him because she was moved by his beauty.
Yuki was the middle-aged woman who guarded the door. She was not considered beautiful, but she had a gentle temperament and was very reserved. At least in Sophia's eyes, she was a very typical middle-aged Japanese woman. However, Xiao Zheng could see that this woman's strength was not below Itō's. This could be seen from the thick layer of calluses on her hand when she served the tea.
How many years did she have to hold a sword to have a layer of calluses on her hand that even a sword could not cut through?
"Thank you." Xiao Zheng took the teacup with both hands.
Tea had to be drunk hot, so the three of them drank their tea quickly. During the conversation, Xiao Zheng was neither servile nor overbearing, and had the demeanor of a general. On the other hand, Sophia was still hiding a needle in a silk floss, trying her best to provoke the temporary harmony between Xiao Zheng and Itō. It seemed that if she did not create some trouble, it would be a waste of her trip to Tokyo.
Fortunately, Itō was more magnanimous than Sophia had imagined, and was not provoked by her occasional motivational words. Finally, after drinking three cups of hot tea, Xiao Zheng stood up and bade farewell. Sophia also regained her composure and turned to leave.
As the two of them left, Yuki, who had been kneeling at the side and was as quiet as a mute, suddenly asked, "Why didn't you kill him?"
Unlike her gentle and reserved appearance, her tone was bone-piercingly cold, as if it came from hell.
"So what if I did?" Itō retorted with a calm expression.
"He offended you." Youji's expression was still calm, but his tone was becoming more and more vicious. "Anyone who offends you deserves to die."
"There aren't many people who can make me hold my breath," Itō said meaningfully. "In recent years, I can feel myself slacking off."
Yuki didn't quite understand what Itō meant.
"It's not bad to have such a young man." Itō lit a cigarette and said calmly. "Moreover, he's dead. Who was going to disgust Lin Chaotian? Who's going to mess up the situation in Yan Jing? "
"You mean …" Youji looked up slightly, as if he had understood something.
"Yan Jing is like a crouching tiger or a coiled dragon, an impenetrable fortress. I've tried for three years, but the results aren't good." Itō took a puff of his cigarette. The smoke lingered on his face and covered his blurry eyes. "With him leading the way and blocking the wind and rain, I can also walk more easily."
"You have such high hopes for him?" Youji's eyes lit up.
"I have confidence in Ye Fenghuang." Itō squinted his eyes and joked. "In Hua Xia, the only person who has the ability to create a god is Ye Fenghuang. Coincidentally, she is Xiao Zheng's mother-in-law. With her pushing from behind, Xiao Zheng can sleep even if he's lying down. "
Youji pursed her lips and said, "From the looks of it, he is indeed a crucial chess piece." After a pause, Youji raised his head and asked again. "Then how do you —"
Bang!
The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a series of heavy footsteps came from outside the door. The two of them raised their heads and saw a young man with a gloomy expression limping into the room. He glared at Itō angrily, "Mr. Itō. You broke your promise! "
Itō only glanced at the young man in black indifferently. He slowly took a puff of his cigarette and said indifferently, "Knock the door first, then enter the room."
The young man in black was filled with hostility. He didn't have the mood to knock the door and enter the room again. He shouted at Itō in a deep voice, "I never respect people who only know how to talk big!"
"How dare you!"
Youji stood up abruptly. Like a venomous cobra, he swooshed towards the young man in black. He knocked the young man over with a single elbow strike. He didn't even have the strength to fight back.
The young man in black who was hit until he was dizzy stood up with difficulty. He revealed a ferocious and crazy smile on his face, "Itō, other than bullying a cripple like me, do you have any other abilities?"
"Yan Shang," Itō stubbed out his cigarette and said indifferently. "If you don't want your other leg to be broken, shut your mouth."
"Why? Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed? "Yan Shang stood up with difficulty and said while gritting his teeth. "Since you promised my uncle, why didn't you keep your word?"
"Promise?" Itō smiled. "When did I promise? I only said that I would try. As for whether I would succeed or not, did I promise? "
"You're being unreasonable!" Yan Shang said angrily. "With your abilities, it's just a cosmetics company from a small company. If you want to stop them, do you think they have a chance to make a comeback?"
Itō lost interest in arguing with Yan Shang. He looked down and said, "If you really know what I'm capable of, then don't talk nonsense in my ear. It's very noisy. "
As soon as he said that, a murderous intent flashed across Itō's face. At the same time, Youji, who seemed to be connected with Itō, stared at Yan Shang with a bloodthirsty gaze. Murderous intent!
Seeing this, Yan Shang knew that the possibility of getting revenge on Xiao Zheng through Itō had been completely destroyed. Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't put his life on the line just to force Itō, could he? The problem was, even if he was willing to sacrifice his life, he might not be able to force Itō. After all, Yan Shang was at the same level as his uncle. How could he be threatened by a junior like him?
After taking a deep breath, Yan Shang wiped the blood off his forehead and said coldly, "I'll report everything that happened in Tokyo to my uncle. Mr. Itō, think about how you're going to explain this to my uncle! "
"Explain?" Itō's lips curled into a sly smile. "Do you think I'm working for your uncle?"
Yan Shang was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything.
"Yan Shang. As an elder, let me give you a piece of advice. "Itō paused and said ruthlessly. "Don't even think about getting revenge in this lifetime, and you won't have a chance to surpass him. Stubbornly going your own way will only lead to death. Now. Get out of my house immediately. Otherwise, I'll give you a wheelchair. "
Yan Shang left the room in despair and resentment.
He was unwilling and annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. Even many years ago, he clearly had the upper hand over Xiao Zheng in all aspects. But because he lost a leg, all his hopes were destroyed.
Now, he could only live in the darkness, thinking about revenge all the time. However, as he watched Xiao Zheng climb up the ladder step by step, he could only be anxious and helpless.
"Xiao Zheng! I'll make you pay with your blood! "
Yan Shang growled like a beast, his eyes bloodshot.
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