Chapter 1996 Kneel down

"Are there any guests coming?"

Chiho Aoi was startled, turned her head and looked at me, and seeing my gloomy face, she hurriedly said in a panic: "General Zhang, Chiho Aoi has never contacted the outside world, I, I..."

"It has nothing to do with you!" I waved my hand and said, "Put on your clothes and receive the guests with me!"

"Okay." Chiho Aoi nodded hurriedly, and then walked to the bed in small steps.

However, Chiho Aoi's clothes were torn, and even her underwear was covered with blood. She couldn't wear it at all.

Chiho Aoi gritted her teeth, then walked to the window, pulled off the retro curtains, and then wrapped them around her body. After

that, she pulled off another curtain and tied it around her waist as a belt, and tied a big bow.

I have to say that this woman is really smart and witty.

Although it is just an ordinary curtain, at this moment, she wears it like a long skirt.

"General Zhang, is this okay?" She lowered her head and asked with some shame.

I looked down and saw that the split of the skirt was a bit high, and her long white legs were sometimes exposed, just like the thighs, which were sometimes looming.

"If you don't wear anything inside, the split of the skirt should be lower." I said lightly.

"Oh, okay." Chiho Aoi's face turned red, and after adjusting the skirt, she whispered again: "What about this time?"

"Well, it's okay!" I nodded, then walked to the French window and sat directly on the sofa.

As for Chiho Aoi, she stood beside me, ready to receive guests at any time.

Just now, my five senses gave me feedback. I took a look downstairs and saw a car quietly parked downstairs. An old man in kimono and holding a cane was walking into the small hotel under the protection of several people.

"Is it someone from the royal family?" I frowned.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then a somewhat old voice sounded outside the door: "Excuse me, is General Zhang here? Mitsuo Jiro is here to visit. I wonder if General Zhang can meet with me!"

"Mitsuo Jiro?" Chiho Aoi was shocked and whispered: "This old man is still alive. Didn't he die a long time ago?"

"Who is he?" I asked.

"He is the uncle of Emperor Wutoku, a 100-year-old man. He was also a very powerful Onmyoji. He once rode the Great Tengu and Ibaraki Douji. Later, the media reported that he had passed away, and the shikigami he rode was inherited by the messenger of the emperor. Unexpectedly, he is still alive. Calculating his age, he should be over 100 years old, right? It is a miracle that he has lived to such an old age!" Chiho Aoi was shocked, because to her, this was an old man who had died a long time ago, but today, he appeared outside the door.

"Let him in!" I said to Chiho Aoi.

Chiho Aoi nodded, then walked quickly to the door and gently opened it.

When the door opened, a kimono-clad old man with white hair, a hunched body, and a cane in his hand immediately came into my sight.

The old man was too old, and he looked like he was young. His face was wrinkled and shrugged, but his eyes were not cloudy at all. After seeing me, they even shone with a gleam of light.

"He is not a mixed-race. It is not easy to live to this age." I said secretly.

"General Zhang, Mitsuo Jiro is here to visit. Please forgive me if I disturb you!" The old man said tremblingly.

Behind the old man, there were several men in suits. I could sense that these people were not mixed-race, but Yin-Yang masters.

"Are you here because of the death of Emperor Taketoku?" I narrowed my eyes and neither invited him in nor drove him away.

Emperor Taketoku died in my hands, and it stands to reason that the island country's royal family would not have ignored the matter, so I asked this question.

"General Zhang, you misunderstood. I'm here to give you intelligence!" As he spoke, Hiroko Jiro walked slowly into the room with his cane in hand. He turned around and looked around the hotel, then said, "General Zhang, with your noble stature, how can you live in such a low-class place? It's really condescending. If you don't give up, I can provide you with a better place to live!"

After hearing his words, I laughed, and it was a cold laugh. Then I said, "Your island country is a small, low-class country. If even the country is not high-class, how can a store be high-class?"

Hiroko Jiro shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It seems that General Zhang has a big prejudice against island countries!"

"I am Chinese and also from Northeast China, what do you think?" I said coldly.

After hearing this, Mitsuojiro pondered for a while, and then bowed deeply to me: "I'm sorry, General Zhang, I apologize to you for the crimes committed by the island country!"

"Apologize? That's too insincere!" A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of my mouth: "If you want to apologize, then... kneel down!"

Although I said this sentence very lightly, it was like a thunder, exploding in the room.

Not only was the shocked Mitsuojiro, the centenarian, trembling all over, even Chiho Aoi covered her mouth with her eyes wide open, and the Onmyoji outside the door had a flash of light in their eyes, with a look of anger on their faces.

Then, I saw the Onmyojis rushing into the room and blocking in front of Mitsuo Kojiro.

"We came here with sincerity and to deliver intelligence to you, but you... are a little too arrogant!" An Onmyoji said angrily.

"With sincerity?" I smiled coldly: "But I didn't see it."

"You..." The man was so angry that he trembled all over, his eyes flashed, and a cold breath emanated from him, as if he was ready to attack.

"Kino, retreat!" At this time, Mitsuo Kojiro suddenly stomped his cane and scolded in a deep voice.

"Hey!" The Onmyoji saluted and responded, and then retreated with the other Onmyojis.

But at the moment of retreating, he looked at me coldly, with a warning in his eyes.

However, I didn't take him seriously. If I wanted, I could kill him in an instant.

"General Zhang, if I kneel down and confess my crimes, can you accept my confession?" Guang Xiaojiro looked at me and asked.

"That depends on whether you are pious!"

After hearing what I said, Kojiro Mitsuo did not continue to speak. For a moment, the whole room fell into silence, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Okay." After a while, Kojiro Mitsuo suddenly sighed, threw away his crutches, and knelt down in front of me.