"Yamaguchi Momoe, do you realize how much influence this has on the Yamaguchi Group and the entire Yamaguchi Family? With these 300 billion, the losses of the Yamaguchi Group could be recovered. Are you trying to destroy the foundation that several generations of the Yamaguchi Family have built up?" Yamaguchi Yoshiya coldly snorted.
"Giving you the 300 billion would only hasten the destruction of the Yamaguchi Group, so no matter what you say, I won’t give it to you," Yamaguchi Momoe said with an indifferent face.
"You..." Yamaguchi Yoshiya’s face was full of fury, about to strike at Yamaguchi Momoe again.
"Stop!"
Yamaguchi Takeshi entered with a solemn expression on his face.
"Father!" Yamaguchi Yoshiya’s gaze shifted to Yamaguchi Takeshi.
"Yoshiya, that 300 billion is Momoe’s dowry. No one should even think of taking that money from her," Yamaguchi Takeshi said sternly.
"Father, you’re actually using 300 billion as her dowry? Have you gone mad? Moreover, she’s about to be locked up in Prison Number Six forever and it’s impossible for her to co out. That money will be just a pile of waste paper for her," Yamaguchi Yoshiya roared with anger.
"This is none of your business. Don’t think I don’t know about the little maneuvers you’ve been doing behind my back these past few years, and I’m very clear about who is behind you. Wanting to control the entire Yamaguchi Group and take everything from it, don’t even dream of that!" Yamaguchi Takeshi said with an icy face.
"The Family Head of the Yamaguchi has quite the spine. Since that’s the case, I can only send you to the military prison to think things over properly. Take him away."
At that mont, Miyamoto Takeshi walked in with a smirk glimpsing at Yamaguchi Takeshi, and instantly two soldiers stepped forward and escorted Yamaguchi Takeshi out.
"Crown Prince, this matter is solely my doing. Please spare my father," Yamaguchi Momoe said to Miyamoto Takeshi with a grave voice.
"Momoe, this is all because your father doesn’t know how to appreciate what he’s given, and you, for a Huaxia boy, you’ve done such a thing. You have deeply disappointed . Although I liked you, what I want is the world, not a woman," Miyamoto Takeshi said with a cold smile on his lips.
"Take her away, to Prison Number Six," said Miyamoto Takeshi coldly, and Yamaguchi Momoe was led out.
"Crown Prince, please forgive my incompetence in not obtaining that account number and password," Yamaguchi Yoshiya said bowing to Miyamoto Takeshi.
"No matter, even without those 300 billion, having the entire Yamaguchi Group is sufficient. I’ve given you a chance, I hope you won’t disappoint ," Miyamoto Takeshi said to Yamaguchi Yoshiya before leaving the place.
At this ti, in Capital City Huaxia, inside a high-end brand dress shop, Qin Yuru and Ji Lingtian slowly walked in.
"Master Ji, Miss Qin, you’ve arrived. The outfits you’ll wear for your engagent ceremony have been made. You can try them on now, and if there’s anything unsuitable, we can alter them imdiately."
The owner of the dress shop approached them with a respectful and smiling face.
"Alright, bring out the clothes. Let’s try them on," said Ji Lingtian with a smile, while Qin Yuru maintained a very calm deanor, not showing any visible joy.
Soon, the shop assistants brought out two sets of clothing, one black and one white. The black was a n’s tailcoat, and the white a long gown adorned with countless crystal diamonds. The crystals alone were probably worth hundreds of thousands, not to ntion the gown itself.
"Yu Ru, try this on and see how it fits," said Ji Ling Tian to Qin Yuru.
"Sure," Qin Yuru nodded, took the gown, and went into the changing room. Soon, she ca out in a strapless white dress, her smooth and rounded shoulders completely exposed, with a hint of cleavage barely visible, looking splendid and enchanting.
Ji Lingtian’s eyes lingered on Qin Yuru, filled with a captivated look.
"Miss Qin, you look so beautiful in that outfit. Master Ji is indeed fortunate," said the owner.
The staff in the store heaped praise after praise, which brought a wide smile to Ji Lingtian’s face.
All of a sudden, Qin Yuru’s complexion changed, and she clutched her mouth fiercely, saying, "Where is your restroom?"
"Miss Qin, please follow !"
The employee quickly led Qin Yuru to the restroom, where she began to vomit. Ji Lingtian walked in and couldn’t help but say, "Yu Ru, are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital to get checked out?"
"I’m fine, I probably just ate sothing bad last night. It’s nothing serious, don’t worry." Qin Yuru shook her head, while a strange look flashed through Ji Lingtian’s pupils.
Island Country, Tokyo.
Along a road leading to the suburbs, five or six military vehicles were driving, and Yamaguchi Momoe was sitting in one of the completely sealed vehicles.
By her side sat five n with profound auras and closed eyes. These n were all dressed in black, their faces stoic, and Yamaguchi Momoe watched them with flickering eyes.
Whoosh whoosh!
Two streaks of silver light suddenly appeared on the road, piercing into the tires of the vehicle carrying Yamaguchi Momoe, causing the entire vehicle to co to an abrupt stop.
At that mont, Ye Luo appeared on the scene. With one slash of his sword, he cleaved open the tal carriage, revealing Yamaguchi Momoe inside.
However, the five n sitting next to Yamaguchi Momoe abruptly opened their eyes, their gazes sharp as they burst out of the vehicle and launched a terrifying assault on Ye Luo.
All five n were experts of the Imperial Family of the Island Country, each of them having stepped into the Fifth Level of the Saint Realm. Combined, their aura was incredibly fearso, causing Ye Luo to feel suffocated.
Activating the Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens, Ye Luo flickered out of the way, dodging the attacks of the five n.
At this instant, troops wielding weapons poured out of the vehicles, surrounding the area. In a distant spot, Miyamoto Takeshi appeared, eyes gleaming sharply, a cruel smile playing on his lips as he watched Ye Luo from afar.
Thud!
In the blink of an eye, Ye Luo was wounded, continuously retreating. Although his Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens technique was formidable,
even so, under the combined attack of five Saint Realm Fifth Level experts, he couldn’t avoid everything. If it weren’t for the protection of the Eight Feet Mirror, his injuries might have been much more severe.
"Kid, in our hands, even the Eight Feet Mirror won’t help you. Surrender obediently and hand over the Eight Feet Mirror!"
The five imperial experts looked coldly at Ye Luo, their faces solemn as they commanded.
"If you want the Eight Feet Mirror, let’s see if you have the skill." Ye Luo’s face showed no fear.
"Then we’ll have to take it by force." The five n exclaid coldly, readying themselves to attack once more.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a shrill sound of sothing tearing through the air was heard. Following that, a fiery red teor streaked across the sky, rushing towards the five n.
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