Shi Bai was wondering what attitude this deceased leader would have towards himself, the murderer who killed him.

Probably out of hatred and anger. Shibai doesn't mind having blood on his hands. Although he lives in an era of rule of law, there are still many things that cannot be explained by science happening in places that humans cannot see.

The law of the jungle is the most basic rule of survival everywhere.

The previous leader died at his hands, no matter if it was luck or not, this was an unchangeable fact. So he had already prepared for the revenge that came easily.

Rather, he was surprised that the gang hadn't taken action for such a long time. He had underestimated the world without monsters and the way swordsmen were viewed.

If you think about it carefully, he indeed overlooked the strange psychology of human beings.

If it was Mori Ougai who assassinated the previous leader, regardless of whether there was evidence or not, as long as Mori Ougai took advantage of the previous leader's death and became the new leader, everyone would be suspicious of him and would want to take revenge on him at any time. However, it was Shibai who did it, and all these consequences should have happened to Shibai.

This is also the development that Shibai originally expected.

But his current identity made this originally simple matter complicated.

Five years is a long and precious time for anyone. How many five-year periods can one have in life? Shibai used the identity of Tsurumaru Kuninaga and spent five years proving his loyalty to the Hong Kong gangsters, but it was shattered overnight.

The most important thing is that, apart from the fierce revenge that will come, [Tsurumaru Kuninaga] will not gain any benefit from this matter - this becomes a blind spot in human thinking.

If there is no benefit, then why would this sword do this? What happened to make him think like this and do such a thing?

Did he really kill the previous leader?

The more I think about it, the more I realize that the biggest beneficiary in this matter is Mori Ougai, who became the new leader through the leader's last words [which no one can prove].

The most coincidental thing was that Mori Ogai was also present at the scene.

Once he thought about this aspect, Tsurumaru Kuninaga inexplicably ran towards the image of a little white flower that he couldn't tell anyone about.

In order to prove himself, what Mori Ogai needs to do now is to bring Tsurumaru Kuninaga back to Hong Kong Black unharmed and let him prove that he was the leader he killed.

This is the best solution for Mori Owl.

Shi Bai hadn't thought of it at first, not because he was not smart enough, but because he had never thought in this direction. But after Dazai Osamu's explanation, if he still didn't understand, then he was not just ignorant of the world, but a real fool.

Shi Bai stood there, his brilliant golden pupils carrying the inorganic coldness of a blade, only a few meters away from the previous leader who should have been chopped off and died.

The old man - the previous leader looked at his reaction with eyes that Shibai could not understand. There was sin and darkness in his red eyes. He spoke in a low voice, and for some reason his voice was intermittent. After he finished speaking, Shibai felt as if a layer of white frost had condensed on the blade of his sword.

It's not an illusion, the temperature has dropped.

"I'm resurrected." The previous leader said, "Are you surprised, Tsurumaru?"

Shi Bai laughed, and replied in a light tone as if nothing had happened: "Yes, I was indeed scared."

"After all, I never thought that you, who never understood my thoughts, would bring me such a shock at this moment. It was really beyond my expectation."

As he said this, Shibai bent down and performed the etiquette that a Hong Kong gangster would perform when meeting his leader. His movements were graceful and light, and there was no sign of respect inherent in the movement.

"But I really can't laugh at this moment." Shi Bai raised his head, and the smile on his face disappeared at this moment. "Who stole your body and turned you into this appearance that is neither human nor ghost?"

"As your former blade, I can never forgive this." Shi Bai drew out the original sword from his waist. In the background of strong winds but unusual calm, he aimed the tip of the sword emitting silver-white light at the position of the previous leader.

“Are you going to point your knife at me again?” Perhaps because he had died once, the previous leader became quite calm—but in Shibai’s opinion, it was not calmness at all, but rather the stiffness of his body that made it impossible for him to make any expression.

At this time, Shi Bai had to thank the current political situation for its high requirements for inquisitors. Perhaps a new or less powerful inquisitor might not know this, but having reached Shi Bai's level, he had actually faced many assessments from the current political situation.

From the daily drills, it can be seen that Shizheng organized the Honmaru coordinates of similar strength into a range, and Shibai also climbed up to the S level little by little from the initial rookie judge.

Because he knew that to achieve his goal, he had to master the most important information about time and space conversion. Only when he climbed higher and knew more, he could operate more conveniently.

When you reach a certain level, not only will the swordsmen in the Honmaru become more powerful, but the work and skill points of the judges will also become more complicated, and it will no longer be as simple as just completing the daily lessons.

If he could not pass the examination of current affairs, he would not be able to get in touch with those things. In order to accomplish this, Shi Bai asked his grandmother for a collection of books related to Onmyoji that had been kept for hundreds of years, and bit by bit forced the knowledge that he had never paid attention to into his head.

Even at that time, in order not to waste time, relying on the premise that he would not age for the time being and his sister would not find out that something was wrong, Shi Bai directly took the book and put himself in the expedition and battle team. Just because the time when he was on the battlefield was not consistent with the real time, he could have several times more time to read than in reality.

The sword masters in Honmaru had been around for a long time, so they didn't notice this at all - only the thousand-year-old swords led by Mikazuki, or the already sharp swords like Yaken, discovered this problem.

But since Shi Bai would do this, he must have found a perfect reason. Even if Youdao disagreed, he could easily convince the other party.

The skill points that were lit up at this time had already been used many times in this world.

For example, he could tell the identities of Chuuya Nakahara and Alice - or, at this moment, he looked like the previous leader, who had no life force at all, as if he was forcibly lifted up from hell by a red energy body and was just a [corpse].

By the way, from the beginning, a space invisible to the naked eye has completely surrounded this area. As an inquisitor who has been dealing with time, space and spiritual power for such a long time, it is absolutely impossible for him to make a mistake on this point.

Shi Bai had a sullen face and didn't want to continue smiling at this guy who got the corpse of the previous leader - do you know how much it is to ask a guy who is used to paralyzing in front of others to keep smiling on a daily basis!

Anyway, we have already torn our faces apart, so there is no need to continue to maintain the attitude of Tsurumaru towards ordinary people, right? Shibai was quite happy to remain indifferent, and he reacted as if he had heard something ridiculous, "I think I don't need to answer your question."

"--Even if the one I'm facing now is really an ancestor who crawled out of hell," Shi Bai suppressed his thoughts and said, "From the moment I drew out the blade, my so-called loyalty no longer exists."

"Well, having the sword of loyalty pointed at you would be an interesting surprise, wouldn't it?"

"Just for the leader's expression at that moment, all my years of preparation would not have been in vain."

"Hehehe..." The previous leader who was floating in the air suddenly let out a broken, hair-raising laugh from his throat, but the expression on his face remained dead, and flames seemed to be coming out of his red eyes.

No, that was not an illusion. A scene like the fire of hell surrounded this place. The previous leader was also wrapped in flames. He was swaying like a ball of flame, and his posture was unstable.

"This meeting has really brought me surprises from beginning to end, Tsurumaru." The previous leader lowered his head, just like the scene in a horror movie. With the background and his already floating and swaying body, it looked like he was about to fall off - in fact, he died because his neck was cut by Jibaizhan.

"Do you know why I came back?" The previous leader explained kindly, as if he had not heard anything that had been said before.

The moment he opened his mouth, everything around him was ignited. The houses and trees that had not been completely blown away were on fire. "It was because of anger, anger at my own negligence, and the intense anger caused by your betrayal of this blade that only belongs to me."

"He devoured rage, he called me back from hell to the living world—" Huge flames gushed out from all parts of the predecessor's body, as if they were about to burn the corners of Shibai's clothes. "The powerful beast, the black flame 'Arashi'—" He is the rage of this world itself, and I will release even more rage for him." [1]

"I won't attack you here, Tsurumaru." The figure of the predecessor disappeared in the flames, leaving only the message left by his broken vocal cords, "The only way for me to achieve revenge is to strip you of everything you have now and return to you hundreds of times the damage you have done to me!"

"From the moment you killed me, you should regret everything that happened now—"

As he spoke these words, the flames still did not dissipate, but the figure who brought these things disappeared.

Shi Bai's body did not relax and his expression was quite cold, but there was an obvious meaning in his bright golden eyes.

To explain it in our most beautiful words now, it can be summarized in two words, and can be repeated for emphasis when appropriate.

——That’s it?

Author’s note: [1] Adapted from the official novel.

Shibai: That’s it?

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