"Yes, sir!" Murakami Kento quickly accepted the order.
Just then, a servant rushed in in a panic.
"President, something terrible has happened! An army has surrounded our manor!"
"What?"
The Murakami father and son were startled and quickly led their men outside.
At this moment, the courtyard was filled with figures in dark green.
An atmosphere of grim determination filled the air!
At the front of the group stood a tall, imposing figure carrying three stars on his shoulder, his eyes filled with gloom.
"You are...Young Marshal Lin?"
Murakami Akiki's expression changed for a moment in surprise, but he quickly recovered and said with a smile, "I was unaware of Young Marshal Lin's presence. I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly..."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Lin Yu cut to the chase, coldly saying, "Shen Jinlong is my disciple. Your son beat up my disciple's grand-disciple. This matter cannot be left unresolved!"
"Kill him, and Paul's whole family will be spared!" Lin Yu's gaze shot over like lightning.
Murakami Akiki felt as if he were being watched by the Grim Reaper, and cold sweat instantly covered his entire body.
Kento Murakami was very dissatisfied and was about to start cursing.
Murakami Akiki quickly pulled him back, and said to Lin Yu with a forced smile, "Young Marshal, isn't there some misunderstanding?"
“My son led a group to the Golden Dragon Martial Arts School, which was just a normal challenge! But according to the rules of your Great Xia, matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world. Your use of power to intimidate people is probably not right, is it? Besides, we are Japanese. Even if you want to arrest me, you should have notified the embassy first. You shouldn't have come to our door to arrest us directly, right?” Murakami Akiki said, secretly waving his hand to his subordinates. The subordinates immediately understood and hurriedly went to contact the embassy.
These subtle actions naturally did not escape Lin Yu's notice.
Lin Yu sneered disdainfully, "I'm here today to challenge you! If you beat me, I'll leave immediately. If you lose, Murakami Kento must die!"
"Baka!"
"Lin Yu, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Murakami Kento couldn't help but rush forward, but was once again pulled back by Murakami Akiki.
Murakami Akiki said calmly, "Young Marshal Lin, if you want to challenge us, fine! However, we have a master from Japan who will be arriving soon. How about we wait until he gets here before we have our match?"
"An expert?" Lin Yu frowned slightly, then nodded. "Alright, in that case, I'll let his head stay on his neck a little longer!"
Akiki Murakami's lips curled into a cold smile.
This Lin Yu is simply arrogant and conceited!
The one who is about to arrive is the Sword God, personally appointed by the Emperor of Japan. On the other hand, Lin Yu is just a spoiled brat. How could he be a match for the Sword God!
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