Pingliang Xiangzhi stood up, bowed to Iga Chosei, and gratefully said, "I will always rember this debt of gratitude."
Iga Chosei smiled and said, "There’s no need for such formality between us."
"Xiangzhi, do sit down and try the dinner prepared by our servants. I guarantee you’ll want another serving after the first!" Iga Kako’s face also showed a sweet smile.
Pingliang Xiangzhi obediently sat down and enjoyed the sumptuous dinner.
At the side, a trace of helplessness flashed in Xu Wendong’s eyes.
Having seen storms and tides, how could he not see that the Iga Clan was using Pingliang Xiangzhi? Although they claid they would find a way to locate Yano Yamato’s body, could they really find it?
In fact, everyone knew that the Iga Clan simply couldn’t find Yano Yamato’s body. But that was not important. What mattered was that Pingliang Xiangzhi would owe them a huge favor.
If the Iga Clan really needed sothing, once they spoke, how could Pingliang Xiangzhi refuse?
It was said that ginger gets spicier as it ages; Iga Chosei’s scheming and thods were unmatched by other secular families.
After dinner, Pingliang Xiangzhi initially wanted to leave with Xu Wendong, but was persuaded by Iga Kako to stay, saying that it was already late and to wait until tomorrow to be sent back.
Unwilling to refuse such kindness, Pingliang Xiangzhi agreed and stayed with Xu Wendong in a guest room in the villa, which, despite being a guest room, was seventy or eighty square ters, looking especially spacious.
Xu Wendong first went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he ca out, he saw Pingliang Xiangzhi lying on the bed, her petite body twitching occasionally, with the sound of crying faintly audible.
Xu Wendong stepped forward, asking with concern, "Xiangzhi, what’s wrong?"
Pingliang Xiangzhi wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, forcing a smile, "It’s nothing, just missing my father."
Xu Wendong said seriously, "You are my woman. I don’t want you to hide anything from ."
As soon as he said this, tears once again poured from Pingliang Xiangzhi’s eyes. She threw herself into Xu Wendong’s arms, sobbing, "Mr. Yanagida, I lost my best friend."
Iga Kako had been her best friend.
But after today, she would no longer be.
Though she was a fragile woman, she wasn’t a fool. How could she not see the Iga Clan’s intention in inviting her to dinner? They claid they wouldn’t use gratitude to manipulate her, but clearly, they wanted her to owe them a favor.
Actually, Pingliang Xiangzhi didn’t mind befriending the Iga Clan, even if they wanted to use her; it didn’t matter, as long as it maintained her relationship with Iga Kako. Nothing else mattered to her.
But everything has a proper order. If the Iga Clan had thought to help her retrieve her father’s remains before the other financial conglorates intervened, she would have been sincerely grateful to them.
But now, all she felt was disgust.
Because the Iga Clan clearly wanted her to owe them a favor when they knew she was helpless.
This kind of behavior was revolting.
"You can see through this matter, so I feel relieved." Xu Wendong finally let go of his worry. He feared Pingliang Xiangzhi would be manipulated, after all, she was a kind girl.
It was at this mont.
Exclamations rose from downstairs.
"Grandfather!"
"Father!"
The previously quiet villa was suddenly in chaos for so unknown reason, as if sothing major had happened.
"Why don’t we go down and take a look?" Pingliang Xiangzhi, despite her loathe of the Iga Clan, didn’t want to break ties with them. Now the downstairs was chaotic, so they couldn’t pretend not to see it.
"Whatever you say," Xu Wendong smiled, then changed into clothes and followed Pingliang Xiangzhi to the first-floor living room, where they found Iga Chosei lying in pain on the sofa.
mbers of the Iga Clan were gathered around, each face filled with anxious expressions.
"Kako, what’s wrong with Elder Iga?" Pingliang Xiangzhi found her forr friend Iga Kako and quietly asked.
Iga Kako sighed helplessly, "Grandfather has headaches, an illness that attacks irregularly. Every ti the pain is severe and unbearable, and recently the attacks have beco more frequent."
"How long until the doctor arrives?" a middle-aged man asked loudly.
"Half an hour."
"I can’t wait! I can’t wait that long!" Iga Chosei’s eyes widened with rage, his voice low and trembling.
He felt as if his head was about to explode, as if sothing was wreaking havoc inside; the pain was unbearable.
Seeing the old man in such agony, the Iga Clan mbers all felt extrely oppressed, wishing they could take on the pain themselves.
Suddenly.
Iga Chosei abruptly stood up, his face twisted, glaring outside, "Who are you? Why are you in my head? What do you want to do?"
The sudden scene left everyone puzzled. They didn’t expect the old man to say such words.
What was happening?
Was there really soone else in the old man’s mind?
Or had he gone mad from the pain?
While everyone was at a loss.
Iga Chosei roared, "No way, even if the jade breaks, the Iga Clan will never serve you!"
Saying that, he lunged towards the nearby pillar, perhaps in too much pain, seeking relief.
But he was stopped by the Iga Clan mbers.
"Father, please calm down, we have contacted the doctor, they are on their way, you must hold on!" Iga Chosei’s eldest son pleaded anxiously.
"But I really can’t wait anymore!" Iga Chosei gritted his teeth so hard that blood seeped from his gums, looking particularly miserable and disheveled.
Everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pan, their hearts burning with urgency, knowing that the old man was a Master Ninja-level warrior, his will unusually strong.
Yet now he wanted to bash his head in from the pain, showing how severe the pain was.
As everyone was at wit’s end.
Just then, Xu Wendong chopped at Iga Chosei’s nape, and the next second, Iga Chosei closed his eyes and fell unconscious.
"Bastard, what are you doing?"
"How dare you harm Grandfather?"
The Iga Clan people all glared at Xu Wendong, wishing to crush him to pieces. Even Iga Kako glared at Xu Wendong, "You better give a reasonable explanation, or even if you are Xiangzhi’s boyfriend, I will never forgive you!"
"Don’t be angry, Mr. Yanagida will surely give you a reasonable explanation." Pingliang Xiangzhi said, her face full of tension. She didn’t know why Xu Wendong did what he did, but she trusted him unconditionally.
If he did it, there must be a reason.
Xu Wendong looked at everyone as though they were idiots and said calmly, "Isn’t Elder Iga unconscious temporarily free from pain? What’s the problem here?"
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