Chen Fan spit the sake into the cup and looked at the frozen smiles of Xiaolin Jizi and the others. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Isn't this just mouthwash?"

Xiaolin Jizi and the others' expressions froze again, and even a hint of anger appeared on their faces.

"Mr. Chen, this is sake from Japan, not water for rinsing your mouth!"

"Huh? Sorry, Private Marseille!"

Chen Fan apologized quickly and in a good manner.

Seeing Chen Fan's good attitude, Xiaolin Jizi and others looked a little better, but the next moment Chen Fan's words almost made them unable to hold back.

"But Mr. Kobayashi, this sake is really too clear. It tastes like mouthwash!"

"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Kobayashi, I didn't mean to say that. I didn't mean to say that sake is a mouthwash!"

Chen Fan "reacted" and his face was full of self-blame.

Kobayashi Jiko and the others who were ready to get angry could only suppress their anger again.

"It's okay, Mr. Chen. We Japanese are very generous and will not get angry with you over such a trivial matter!"

Kobayashi's second son spoke,

Chen Fan nodded excitedly: "Thank you so much, Mr. Kobayashi. If I do anything wrong, please bear with me! After all, the Japanese are the most generous people. It's impossible for them to hold me against such trivial matters!"

Xiaolin's second son's expression froze: "........Fuck, there's more?"

"Chen-san, eat some vegetables, eat some vegetables!"

Xiaolin's second son quickly changed the subject. After three rounds of dinner,

Everyone had almost finished eating, and Chen Fan ate even more to his heart's content. He thought it would be a waste if he didn't eat, and he would eat the little turtle into poverty!

Xiaolin's second son put down his chopsticks and looked at Chen Fan.

"Mr. Chen, let's have a little special show to liven up the atmosphere~~"

Bang!

As the words fell, Xiaolin Jizi clapped his hands lightly. As the sound of Xiaolin Jizi's clapping rang out, two sliding doors were pulled open, and behind the sliding doors was another room.

Inside the room, there were several courtesans with dead faces painted on their faces, covered with quilts, carrying pillows on their backs, ready to do anything.

Seeing these courtesans, all the high-ranking members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, including Kobayashi Jiko, could not help but reveal obscene expressions, their eyes full of greed.

Next, several courtesans performed a divine dance accompanied by music from the underworld, which gave Chen Fan, Yasha and the others a chilling feeling.

After a song,

Xiaolin's second son stared at the courtesans with lustful eyes, then turned to look at Chen Fan and was about to speak.

Chen Fan, however, spoke up in advance: "Mr. Xiaolin, is your mother dead?"

Kobayashi's second son: "???" What?

Seeing Xiaolin's confused look, Chen Fan thought that Xiaolin didn't hear clearly, so he kindly asked again: "Mr. Xiaolin, did I say the mud horse is dead?"

This time, not only Xiaolin's younger son, but everyone heard it clearly.

All the high-ranking members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, including Kobayashi Jiko, flushed red in the face. Everyone stared at Chen Fan fiercely, and several Yakshas secretly gave Chen Fan a thumbs up!

I’m still awesome!

When someone invites you to dinner and drinks, you use the wine to rinse your mouth.

People ask you to look at women.

You ask if the person’s mother is dead!

Most importantly, this is Yamaguchi-gumi territory! Why are you messing around on their territory?

"Mr. Chen, what do you mean by this? Why are you insulting my xylophone?"

Xiao Lin's second son growled, staring at Chen Fan with red eyes. If Chen Fan was not the Sixth Master of Kunsa Group, he would have wanted to kill Chen Fan right now!

Chen Fan, however, was filled with confusion and bewilderment. He said aggrievedly, "Mr. Xiaolin, what's wrong with you? Why are you angry? I was just greeting your xylophone!"

Kobayashi's second son: "???"

Yaksha: “???” Whose general is this?

Aoki: "......"

The ghost: “……”

Everyone: “…”

Kobayashi's second son's eyes were filled with almost uncontrollable anger, and he was trembling with anger!

"Chen Bufan...what do you mean?"

Kobayashi Jiko growled in a cold voice.

Chen Fan looked aggrieved. "Mr. Xiaolin? What do you mean by this? You immediately asked three witches with ghostly faces to perform a ritual. In our hometown, such sacred ceremonies are only held when a family member dies. So I thought your Xylophone had died. If I have touched a sore spot, please accept my condolences!"

Kobayashi's second son: "..........."

After hearing Chen Fan's explanation and looking at his sincere face, Xiaolin's second son subconsciously wanted to believe Chen Fan's words.

But he still felt a little unhappy: "Chen Sang, why didn't you say that my father died?"

Chen Fan: "That's fine. Anyway, it's a cause for sorrow if either you or your xylophone pass away!"

"Ah! I understand!"

Chen Fan suddenly realized: "It turns out that I made a mistake. It was your fuqin that died, not your xylophone. I'm sorry, Mr. Xiaolin! I misunderstood!"

Kobayashi's second son: “???” I really want to slap myself in the face!

"Mr. Chen Bufan, my xylophone is fine, and I, Fuqin, am still alive and well!"

"Also, these people with the ghost faces aren't doing shamanism. They are the Oiran from our great country of Japan. Do you know what Oiran means? Beautiful ladies!!"

"They are for fun and relaxation!"

Xiaolin's second son had a cold face. It was not because he was not cunning, but because his emotions were expressed on his face.

But,

If someone blocks your way and asks you about your xylophone, then asks you about your harp, can you still smile?

"Ah? Ouch~~~"

Chen Fan clapped his hands.

"This is a huge misunderstanding. It turns out that this is the famous Japanese courtesan. I'm sorry, Mr. Kobayashi. I misunderstood. I'm sorry. I sincerely apologize to you. I'm sorry!"

Chen Fan stood up and bowed respectfully, his face full of sincerity.

Kobayashi's second son: "................" I'm confused by this sudden politeness!

"Mr. Xiaolin, you're not angry anymore, are you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask about your xylophone or your playing the piano!"

Chen Fan had a sincere smile on his face.

Kobayashi's second son: “???” You come again?

Kobayashi's second son was on the verge of collapse, and at the same time, he could no longer control the anger in his heart.

At this time, Chen Fan spoke again: "I knew that Mr. Kobayashi was no longer angry. No wonder Mr. Kobayashi said that the Japanese are the most generous!

Now I am even more convinced that Japan's reputation for broad-mindedness is truly well-deserved!!"

Kobayashi's second son: "............." I really can't hold it anymore!

"Mr. Chen, if there's nothing else, then please leave! I have things to do in the Yamaguchi-gumi, so I won't keep you here!"