Aggressors are aggressors, and no matter how polite they act, it cannot cover up their crimes.
Xu Jixin pointed to the cane beside him, "Mr. Miyata spoke too soon, I twisted my ankle."
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Takejiro's face, but he didn't press the matter, knowing the reason for it. "I brought some excellent tonics; please accept them, Young Master Xu."
Xu Jixin didn't stand on ceremony. "Just leave it there. Mr. Miyata, please have a seat. May I ask what brings you here today?"
Takejiro sat directly opposite Cheng Muyun. When his eyes met Cheng Muyun's serious face, he unconsciously looked away.
"Second Young Master, I'm not one to beat around the bush, so I'll just get straight to the point. I'm here because of the goods in the warehouse, which have been piling up for a long time. Could you please do me a favor?"
Xu Jixin chuckled lightly, "Oh? So it's about freight. I'm not very familiar with that. Let me ask."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Sihai walked in from the doorway.
He bowed, put his hands behind his back, and said with a mix of anger and politeness, "Second Young Master, Mr. Miyata has been monopolizing that route for more than a month. Now goods can neither get in nor out. I saw from the messenger that the goods don't match what was initially reported, and they can't produce the pass either. There's really no way to pass."
The two of them were clearly putting on an act for Takejiro's benefit.
Xu Jixin frowned and asked, "Which warehouse?"
Chen Sihai said, "It's the warehouse you went to investigate last time, the one where you almost got shot and sprained your ankle. Young Marshal Cheng was shot while protecting you."
Xu Jixin raised an eyebrow and looked at the somewhat bewildered Takejiro. "Mr. Miyata, so it was you who injured me."
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