Dragon Race: Dragon of Eternal Time

Chapter 229 Tiger and Yasha
In a luxurious Japanese-style private room.

The beauties in kimonos sat on their knees and played Japanese music. Their eyes were lowered, and they were so beautiful that they trembled.

There are sumptuous food and superb sake on the long table.

"On behalf of the Sakihachi family, we welcome the headmaster to Japan!" Inuyama, Ryoma, and Miyamoto's family heads all bowed deeply.

Ange sat at the top, playing with the wine glass: "Ahe, Genichiro, Shixiong, all three of you were my students, right?"

"Yeah, the two of us haven't seen each other for 26 years, right? I'm getting old." Patriarch Inuyama said with some emotion.

"Graduated from the Class 95 Practical Alchemy Department of Kassel College, he was awarded the principal's scholarship." Patriarch Miyamoto said respectfully.

"Graduated from the 83-level dragon genealogy of Kassel College, I have heard the principal's "Introduction to Alchemy"" Patriarch Longma nodded.

"Have you all forgotten the reason why students should not lie in front of the teacher? Are you here to welcome me?" Anger said seemingly casually.Everyone felt the air drop a few degrees.

The three masters even had cold sweat on their foreheads.

After a long silence, Patriarch Inuyama slowly said, "If the headmaster is visiting Japan, of course we welcome it."

"Oh, do you still think of yourself as a naive child, thinking that I came to Japan just for tourism?" Angers asked with a smile.

"The headmaster came this time because of the independence of our Japanese branch from the secret party, right?" Patriarch Miyamoto asked.

"Professor Schneider of the Executive Department is in charge of your affairs. He should be the one who should be troubled. Naturally, I have other more important things to do when I come here." Anger said casually.

The three masters were slightly taken aback. The meaning of Ange's words was very obvious, that is, they didn't pay attention to their Japanese branch at all, and this attitude made them feel very uncomfortable.

"Can you bother the principal to come here in person... I'm afraid it's about the burial place, right? Didn't the secret party condescend to cooperate with the Japanese underworld just to get the secrets about the burial place for decades?" Patriarch Inuyama's voice became cold down.

"The matter of the divine burial place is the family affair of our Snake Family. We just don't want the secret party to interfere with our own affairs too much." Patriarch Longma said solemnly.

"Housework? What is your own business?" Anger picked up a piece of fresh sashimi and put it in his mouth.

"Family secrets, nothing to tell." Patriarch Inuyama said.

Angers sneered, and said slowly: "Then let me tell you the secret of your family. Japan was a closed island country in ancient times. Never heard of it."

Patriarch Inuyama's expression turned serious. He waved his hand to signal the singers to step down. In Japan, when men are talking about business, there is no room for women to speak.This is tradition.

The singers stopped playing, and quickly retreated to the corner, with their heads bowed, as if everything had nothing to do with them.

"Until I landed on the Japanese island and found you. After comparing your genes, I found that your blood did not belong to any dragon king, but came from an unknown dragon king."

The faces of Patriarch Miyamoto and Patriarch Ryoma instantly turned pale as paper, and Patriarch Inuyama put his hands on their shoulders.

Anger pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and continued: "Dragon genes are divided into four types: earth, water, fire, and wind, all of which come from the four monarchs who hold the power of these four elements. And you... are The fifth category, spiritual elements."

"Then may I ask, besides the four great monarchs, is there any dragon king that I have missed?" Anger looked straight into the eyes of Patriarch Inuyama.

"So you already knew." Patriarch Inuyama said quietly.

"The only dragon king that is missing is the legendary... White King. He is the same as the four great monarchs, and left offspring with humans." Anger said slowly, "I didn't expect the blood of the White King to really exist. , superior to other blood descendants, the mixed races all over the world will go crazy because they want to get you."

There was a deathly silence in the audience. "White King" has always been a taboo word in She Qiba's family, because they know that this word will bring them disaster. As Angers said, the mixed blood of the whole world All species will be crazy to get them, or to get the blood of the White King they inherited.

"What do you want from us?" Patriarch Inuyama's voice trembled slightly.

"Everything." Angers raised a finger.

"Everything? What are you kidding?" Patriarch Longma jumped up and said loudly, "It is impossible for the Snake Family to become a vassal of the Secret Party again! We are free! We have always been!"

"Really? Then can you deal with the problem well?" Angers said in a cold tone, "Look at what good things you have done? God has escaped, because you cling to this secret but don't do anything! You don't do anything at all Know what kind of existence you have released, it is a monster that destroys the country, and the whole of Japan will be finished because of your ignorance!"

It seemed that countless invisible blades pierced Angers' body, and the three masters were all shocked.

The girls in the corner were trembling even more.

Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and Patriarch Miyamoto summoned up his courage and stood up: "Principal, do you think we are just a bunch of useless underworld gangsters?"

"Oh, I'm not despising the underworld." Anger said lightly, "Otherwise, you wouldn't be alive today."

Patriarch Miyamoto's forehead had pulsating veins, and his facial muscles twitched slightly. This was very rare for a gentle and elegant researcher like him. Angers had indeed touched his bottom line.This is a trample on their proud dignity.

Patriarch Inuyama stood up, put his hands on Patriarch Miyamoto's shoulders, stared at Angers, and said in a cold tone, "Principal, Snake Bajia doesn't want to use drastic methods to solve the problem."

"Do you think I'll be afraid, Ahe? You won't forget, I also came to Japan alone in 1946." Ange poured himself a glass of wine leisurely, and from the beginning to the end he just sat in the original Drinking and eating freely, without any unnecessary movements, always so calm, even in the dragon's pool and tiger's den.

"It means that you alone can face the entire Snake Family?" A cold light flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Miyamoto.

"I think you have forgotten the lesson I taught you 64 years ago. It's time to make up for you." Angers stood up with a warm smile and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

The left wrist is the head of a tiger, and the right wrist is the ferocious Yasha ghost face. The main colors are red and cyan, and the shape is extremely gorgeous, symbolizing the highest rank in the Japanese underworld!

(End of this chapter)