"I don't really like the word 'Wa' (倭国). We have our own name, the Yamato people!"
The old man chuckled and shook his head. "At my age, and being a recluse, I shouldn't have racial prejudices. But this tiny island nation always goes against the natural order and does things that defy the laws of nature, which makes it hard for me to like them!"
"Everyone has their own preferences. It's normal if you don't like my Yamato, because I don't like Daxia either!"
"Why? Our Great Xia doesn't seem to have ever done anything to bully the weak, does it?" the old man asked, puzzled.
Ryosuke Nakagawa gave a cold smile. "Indeed, no. However, 'a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.' Some people, without doing anything, are already hated like reptiles!"
Upon hearing this, the old man could no longer sit still and said angrily, "You young man, how rude! I took you aboard the boat and even guided you to enlightenment, yet you dare to speak ill of me! How sarcastic and unfriendly! What kind of logic is this!"
"The strong need no reason!"
Ryosuke Nakagawa slowly pointed the blade at the old man and said, "In this world, might makes right. Only the strong survive!"
"You want to challenge me?" The old man was taken aback, then burst into laughter, saying disdainfully, "Are you crazy? A newly promoted Martial Saint actually challenges an old Martial Saint? If you're not sick, then your brain must have collapsed!"
"A higher skill level guarantees victory, are you sure?"
"Otherwise what?"
Ryosuke Nakagawa shook his head. "Then you probably don't understand what One-Sword Style is. Of course, you won't have the chance to understand it in the future!"
brush!
As soon as he finished speaking, his entire demeanor instantly turned menacing, and the long sword in his hand emitted a mournful groan!
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