Chapter 91 The head of the family is very

Facing all of this, Gojo Satoru's smile finally changed, showing a hint of fighting spirit.

The only time he lost in his life was at the hands of Fushiguro Shigeki. Although the opponent certainly cannot beat him now, he is indeed a very suitable opponent.

They were like two wild beasts that had just met, staring at each other intently, waiting for the right opportunity to create sparks.

But before anyone could make the first move, Fushiguro Megumi's voice came from the door: "Are you guys still not well?"

As if sensing the atmosphere inside, he frowned at the two men and said, "Do you still want to fight? Things are already chaotic enough. Gojo-sensei Ijichi-san is waiting for you outside."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Neither of them had the heart to continue fighting. Zenin Jiner looked at Gojo Satoru deeply.

He did not say any threatening words because he was confident that he could protect the cursed spirit in the red rope, and he also knew that Gojo Satoru would not do anything for the time being given his personality.

But there are things that need to be said, so before leaving, Zenin Jiner said to the unclear Gojo Satoru: "Sometimes don't be too confident, Master Shenzi."

His tone was mocking, yet serious, as if he knew something and was admonishing Gojo Satoru.

But these words were already the limit. Gojo Satoru stood where he was, looking at his back without stopping him.

He didn't think the other person was teasing him. They were all adults. Even though it didn't seem like it, he did know where the line was.

So, has he been negligent recently? What did that kid Hisahito attract? No, let's go and warn those rotten oranges first.

Those people who dared to lay hands on his students should know the consequences. As for the subsequent investigation, he would of course cooperate with them.

But there is no need to tell these things to your students. The best Gojo teachers will do their best.

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Zenin Shin'er naturally got into a low-key and luxurious black car outside. Fushiguro Megumi sat in the back seat, looking at him with complicated eyes.

He was a little confused. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. After all, he had never been good at communication.

"Zenin Shin'er," Fushiguro Megumi was stunned when the car was halfway through, and looked into the eyes in the rearview mirror, "You can call me by my name, but it's best to call me dad."

There was no extra emotion in the eyes that looked at him, just ordinary peace, staring at him quietly and silently.

Such a gaze made his heart skip a beat, and he couldn't explain the feeling in his heart.

But... Zenin? So this Shinji didn't change his last name? Or did he change his last name to this because he became the head of a family?

"Oh." Fushiguro Megumi replied dryly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Foshiguro Megumi, my name."

When he said his name, the emotions that had just surged in his heart slowly disappeared, and he didn't know whether the person in front of him was his father.

If so, is he really "resurrected from the dead"? If not, then he is definitely not a member of Megumi Fushiguro's family.

He lowered his eyes, his usually cold face expressionless, allowing him to conceal his emotions very well.

Zenin Shinji looked at Fushiguro Megumi, and just as he was about to say something else, the car stopped steadily.

The driver looked straight ahead the entire time, as if he couldn't hear their conversation. He said obediently, "Master Shen'er, we've arrived."

Zenin Shen came back to his senses and got off the car first, followed by Fushiguro Megumi. His injuries had just been treated and he even changed into new clothes. He didn't look injured at all.

Fushiguro Megumi raised her head and looked at the building in front of her. The simple and luxurious Japanese garden building was in front of her, and every inch of it showed the nobility of the old aristocracy.

Of course he had been here before. After all, his techniques were the Ten Shadow Techniques of the Zenin family, which were brought here by Gojo Satoru when he was a child.

But perhaps the memory was too disgusting, and he was left with only deep disgust and aversion, and from then on he tried his best to avoid contact with the Zenin family.

But when he saw the building in front of him, he still frowned slightly.

Zenin Shiner, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around. He was still wearing a loose kimono, and a pair of eyes that were the same as his were looking at him.

"You don't like this? Can I have them build a new courtyard, or do you prefer a Western style?"

He spoke casually, as if the house was just a trivial matter to him and Megumi Fushiguro's mood was the most important.

Fushiguro Megumi was stunned for a moment, then responded and said, "It's okay, just give me a room."

He didn't meet anyone on the way, but he remembered that a feudal family like the Zen temple was guarded by servants everywhere.

Zenin Jūrō didn't know where to take him, and Fushiguro Megumi didn't ask, because he knew that the other party would not harm him.

Just when I turned a corner, I finally ran into someone. He had blond hair, a handsome face, and a pair of attractive upturned eyes, but the way he looked at me was inexplicably unpleasant.

He knew this person, the eldest son of the previous head of the Zenin family, Zenin Naoya, who was said to be the next head of the family.

Chan Yuan Shen'er had no intention of paying attention to him, but the other party came over and said excitedly: "Shen'er, you are back. Are you going to the training ground? Or to the inner room? Do you need my help?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have just seen Fushiguro Megumi, and stared at him as if he was ignited, his voice cold: "Fushiguro Megumi, why are you here, have you finally realized that Jujutsu High School has no future, and want to come to the Zenin family to pray for some hope?"

In response, Zenin Jiner threw a random punch. Perhaps Zenin Naoya was not alert, and the opponent flew out of the railing.

"Tsk, who are you?" Zenin Jiner's gaze finally fell on Zenin Naoya. He stared at him for a while before he remembered who this person was.

Megumi Fushiguro looked at Zenoin Naoya who had gotten up with an expressionless face. Although he didn't care about what this man said, it didn't mean that he would allow himself to be insulted.

But his attention soon fell on Zenin Shinji's wrist, the wrist tied with a red rope, and just now he suddenly felt the familiar fluctuation of cursed power.

That is his cursed power. No, it should be said that it is Fushiguro Megumi's cursed power.

So was this the reason why he was brought here? It was understandable, although I didn't know why, but his mother had indeed become a cursed spirit.

If it's just to help, Fushiguro Megumi thought so, and her heart relaxed a little, with her eyes lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zenyuan Shener instantly withdrew his gaze and touched his wrist. It was unclear what changed in his expression, but one could feel that his aura had softened.

"You," Zenin Jiner raised his chin towards Naoya, "Take Kei around Zenin's house for a couple of times. If you can't keep your mouth clean, don't talk anymore."

After he finished speaking, he left. His extremely strong physique made him move very fast. Before Fushiguro Megumi could stop him and say a few words, the other party had already left.

Couldn't this person say more? And he really didn't want to be around this person.

Megumi Fushiguro looked at Naoya who was looking at him fiercely, turned around, and with a cold face, wanted to go back first and come back when there was something.

I had only taken two steps when an angry voice came from behind me: "Hey, where are you going? Didn't you tell me to take care of you?"

Fushiguro Megumi simply didn't respond in time, so the opponent directly used the technique, appeared beside him at an extremely fast speed, and tried to attack Fushiguro Megumi with his cursed power without leaving any trace.

Of course he would not sit there and wait for death, he made a gesture with his hands, and two wolfhounds, one white and one black, emerged from the shadows, blocked the attack, and growled at Zenin Naoya.

Zenin Naoya looked at the two wolfhounds. He knew that they were jade dogs with ten kinds of shadow magic, and a sinister look flashed across his eyes.

He has no objection to Shinji becoming the head of the family, and he is happy to be Shinji's successor. But he actually brought the Fushiguro Megumi family with him. Did Shinji intend to let this family come back from the beginning?

How is this possible? How can this be allowed? He is the one that should be chosen by Shen Er!

Countless dark thoughts popped up, all hidden on this face that was as gentle as a woman's but with a hint of mockery.

Of course he was very unhappy with Fushiguro Megumi, but instead of letting him go, it was better to keep him under his eyes.

Having been brought up as the heir of the Zen family since childhood, he is certainly not a fool and he knows a lot about intrigues and deceptions.

So he put on a smile, but still looked at Fushiguro Megumi with cold eyes, and really started to take him to visit the Zenin family.

And Megumi Fushiguro also found out what Zenin Jūrō had done to the Zenin family this week.

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The Zen temple happened to be holding a family gathering that day, and the Zen temple even appeared out of nowhere in everyone's sight.

The other person was wearing the haori belonging to the head of the family, and had the jade pendant of the head of the Zenin family on his waist, and stood in front of them with a lazy look.

Before they even had time to react, the opponent had already knocked down all the sorcerers who attacked him, and none of them could hurt him at all.

The existence that was despised, hated, and even driven away by everyone in the Zenin family stood before them in the most powerful posture.

A person without magical powers defeated all the sorcerers of the Zenin family.

It was like a slap in the face of the Zen temple. None of the elders could endure such humiliation, but they remained silent due to the opponent's strength.

After beating up Zenin Naobito, Zenin didn't even break a sweat.

It was supposed to be a glorious family gathering of the Zenin family, but at this moment, all the participants, including the head of the family, were thrown to the ground like garbage.

Someone stood up, trembling, pointing at the monastery and cursing angrily. The next second, before his expression could even change, he fell to the ground powerlessly.

Warm blood flowed out, and as a second-level sorcerer, he didn't even have time to react.

Zen Yuan Shen'er looked at the fragments he had thrown away, scratched his ears, and said impatiently: "It's so noisy, be quiet——"

The whole place fell silent. The only sound was the sound of Chanyuan Shen'er's wooden clogs stepping on the ground. Step by step, he slowly walked to the main seat and landed naturally.

His manners were not standard, and even had a bit of gangsterism, but no one dared to question or blame him.

"Sure enough, this angle is more comfortable." He said the first sentence in a hoarse and magnetic voice, but no one responded.

That was the main seat belonging to the head of the family. It was much higher than the other seats and he could look down at everyone sitting below.

What does this mean? What is this Zen temple that suddenly appeared? Why is the other party acting like this?

Seeing their looks, Chanyuan even held his head up and chuckled: "It seems like you are living well. That's such a pity. After all, you won't have a good life after this."

Gojo Satoru was not wrong about what he relied on to control the Zenin family in just a week, but he was not entirely right.

The monastery even has the dirty tricks on almost all the elders and high-ranking members of the monastery, and he will use the most shameless methods that these high-ranking nobles are best at to deal with them.

Your family? It's none of my business. They just happened to run into a cursed spirit and died. I feel sad for you.

Your lab? I destroyed it, and I got some data that'll kill you a million times.

Your men? Oh, I thought they were assassins sent by someone. They have already killed them. Why didn't you tell me earlier?

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Of course, he couldn't use force to kill all the people in the Zenin family who opposed him, but the best way to control these rotten oranges was - fear.

No one can beat this man, no one knows what he knows, and no one can know where he comes from or where he will go.

Anyone who has done something wrong cannot sleep day or night, fearing that the other party will come to him one day.

The Zen temple is even like a dark cloud covering the top of the Zen family. It can't be dispelled, resisted or rejected. The only thing is to live in fear that one day the dark cloud will bring rain.

He is like a real tyrant, using the most brutal and terrifying means to firmly control the Zen family. Maybe there is still instability, but it is enough.

This short week was the longest time for the people of the Zen temple. The shadow of the tyrant loomed and no one could escape.

Until the day before, Zenyuan even dismissed most of the Zenyuan family's servants and began to collect intelligence and information about this world.

And then now, Zenin Jiner brought Fushiguro Megumi, and no one knows what he is thinking.

Zenoya's palms even began to sweat. After all, he knew best what Zeno Jiner had done during this period.

Strength is the embodiment of Jin'er, and cruelty is also his characteristic. Jin'er has no feelings for the people of the Zenin family.

He wanted to be closer, to be closer to that kind of power, to occupy the pinnacle of power.

If Jin really wants to give Fushiguro Megumi a reputation, then of course he has to do something.

This is certainly not directed at Shen'er, but these things originally belonged to him, and even Shen'er could not take them away from him.

Zenin Naoya was thinking secretly, and the next second, he heard a sound coming from the front, but he didn't notice any movement at all.

The tyrant that everyone feared stood before them. His beastly eyes fell on them, and finally stopped at Naoya. He spoke slowly:

"What are you thinking about?"