"The two merged after the war, which led to the formation of the Nico Group, right?"
"You...know all this?" Jing Tian's eyes gleamed.
"I not only know, but I also know that your purpose in coming to China this time is to seize the Jade Slip Heavenly Book, reopen the Dragon Locking Formation, and use China's fortune to strengthen Japan, right?"
"Hehe... Hahaha." Ida suddenly burst into arrogant laughter: "Since you know this, why don't you abandon darkness and embrace the light?"
"Abandon darkness for light? You trash don't even deserve it!" Ye Xingchen sneered, and shouted loudly, "My China has a history of five thousand years, from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties to the Qing dynasty, spanning twelve dynasties."
"Our vast land of China has produced countless heroes; how can your tiny country compare?"
"So what? You Chinese are stupid, ignorant, and arrogant." Veins bulged on Ida's forehead. "What right do you have to possess such a vast territory? You don't deserve it."
"Our great nation, though born in a small land, cherishes everything that is hard-won. Ye Xingchen, we will take back this land of China sooner or later..."
"Ten years, fifty years, a hundred years, even if it takes ten generations, we will take it away."
Ye Xingchen flicked his right hand, and with a series of thuds, two more sword shards struck Jing Tian's shoulder, causing blood to gush out.
"You will never have that chance," Ye Xingchen said calmly. "Do you have any last words? If not, then go see your Tai Zhao God."
"Hehe, you and someone... really look alike." Ida suddenly laughed.
"Who?" Ye Xingchen's heart skipped a beat.
"Red Feather Army, Ye Jinyu."
"You know him?" Ye Xingchen's pupils contracted slightly.
"More than just knowing him? He's one of the few people I respect in China. Haha, it's a pity he doesn't cooperate with us Japanese. More than twenty years ago, he was the most suitable candidate." Ida laughed heartily.
"Unfortunately, he refused us, and in the end, he only had one way out: death."
He knew his father, and judging from his tone, he most likely knew the cause of his father's death.
A thought flashed through Ye Xingchen's mind: "Iida, explain what's going on?"
"You really want to know?" Ida tilted his head, his face contorted with blood, making him look extremely ferocious. "But I'm not telling you."
He slowly raised the broken katana in his hand, cupped it with both hands, and held it high above his head: "Long live the Emperor..."
With a loud shout, he grabbed the knife in his hand and plunged it into his stomach. Then he slashed it sharply to the left and slowly collapsed to the ground.
Fresh blood slowly flowed down his body, and his intestines and internal organs slid out of his stomach.
This guy died decisively, almost without any hesitation.
"Goodness, even though you're Japanese, you're still a man compared to some of those spineless traitors back home."
Ye Xingchen nodded, then turned around and gave An Mingyu a cold glance.
An Mingyu almost tore his throat apart, but the worm that Ye Xingchen fed him disappeared into his stomach as if it had turned into water.
He doesn't feel anything unusual in his body right now, but he figures that what Ye Xingchen made him take was definitely not a good thing.
"Ye Xingchen, what... what do you want?" An Mingyu asked, his voice trembling with fear.
Half of it was because of the strange thing I ate, and the other half was because I was terrified by the sight of Ida's disemboweled body.
"Haha, what do you think? Some people say that you are from the An family, your great-grandfather made great achievements, and you are also a descendant of meritorious officials, so I dare not touch you."
"But you've already moved! What exactly did you feed me?" An Mingyu cried out.
"I've already told you, it's a Gu poison, but this Gu has a name: 'Hundred Turns of the Intestines.'"
"It will soon multiply inside your belly, gnaw through your intestines, break your bones, and then burst out of your stomach. Now, the show has begun, so enjoy it slowly." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"Ah..." An Mingyu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, followed by a sensation as if countless insects were gnawing at his stomach.
His belly was slowly swelling, and the endless pain tormented him so much that he rolled around on the ground.
"Enjoy the last moments of your life. Also, the An family has been secretly colluding with Japanese pirates, and Old Master An's lifelong reputation has been completely ruined by you."
Ye Xingchen said coldly, "If he knew this in the afterlife, he would definitely not let you unfilial descendants off the hook."
After Ye Xingchen finished speaking, he ignored the guy and walked away.
"Ye Xingchen, if you dare touch me, the An clan will fight you to the death, no matter what!" An Mingyu's desperate roar came from behind.
Night fell, and the best-equipped private hospital in Tianhai was brightly lit.
The emergency room was bustling with people, and a group of doctors were sweating profusely with anxiety.
An Mingyu's belly was swollen like a drum, and his screams had become hoarse.
His belly was bulging high, like that of a woman six months pregnant, and it was still growing at a certain rate.
The doctor couldn't find anything wrong. All he knew was that if the swelling continued like this, An Mingyu would die.
"What exactly happened? You're all useless...you're all useless!" An Zhiguo roared, grabbing an expert.
"Mr. An, Mr. An, Mr. An's illness is very strange. It seems that there are many parasites in his stomach. We are currently investigating the cause." The expert was terrified and turned pale.
"This, this doesn't seem to be an illness, but rather like a curse from a movie."
"Go to hell! You're an expert, how can you say something like that?" An Zhiguo shook off the expert.
He quickly calmed down: "Yi Anchen from the Heavenly Secrets Bureau is in Tianhai. He's a master. Quickly, invite him over, immediately..."
The Celestial Secrets Bureau is a sacred place of Chinese metaphysics. Its director, Yi Anchen, is a master of metaphysics who can predict the fate of the nation and observe celestial phenomena. His status is equivalent to that of the Imperial Advisor.
His master had a relationship with An's great-grandfather, so he'll definitely be able to resolve this matter.
"Master, Master Yi has received the news and is on his way," a bodyguard replied.
"Okay...okay." An Zhiguo's emotions calmed down a bit.
Just then, An Mingyu let out another hysterical scream.
“Son…” An Zhiguo quickly stepped forward and took his son’s hand.
"Dad... Dad, save me, save me..." An Mingyu grabbed his father's hand and pleaded for help in a hoarse voice.
"Mingyu, don't worry, Master Yi is on his way. You'll be alright." An Zhiguo held his son's hand and comforted him, "Tell me, who did it?"
"Yes, Ye, Ye..."
Meanwhile, on the top floor of the hospital, Su Jin, dressed in a bright red Miao costume, walked slowly towards the hospital.
With a gentle flick of her right hand, the string of bells hanging on the back of her hand swayed, and a clear, melodious sound suddenly rang out. At the same time, she took out a piece of emerald green bamboo flute, placed it to her lips, and gently began to play.
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