Eagle of the Vast Expanse-8

"I'll ask Brother A-Liao and Sister A-Xiang to handle Old Master Luo's situation. Tomorrow...
Lilia , Brother A-Liao, and Sister A-Xiang will accompany you to make things easier, there won't be any problems." "My
grandfather..." "Old Master Luo is quite fond of wine, and I just bought a porcelain jar of 'Aged Daughter Red
,' it's very fragrant. Brother A-Liao is a good drinker, I believe he'll keep Old Master Luo drunk until dusk the next day...
" "Sister Yu-Shuang is brilliant!"

Xiao Mi smiled like a radiant lotus. With the help of experts, she felt

incredibly reassured. Luo Mi fell asleep peacefully. Tomorrow's problems can wait until tomorrow. Zhu Ye, she would search for her in her dreams first.

Yu-Shuang and Lilia smoothed out the maps of various districts in Chinatown and began studying
the terrain near the residence of the 'Dragon Horse Gate' master; A-Xiang's whip lashed out gently, lightly patting the sheep
. Her small mouth opened, deftly swallowing the hunter's famous steel bar. The night was still young. A

storm was brewing at sunrise! Author: Dream Builder Chapter 5, Heartbreak! Chinese Overseas—The Chapter of Love and Hate in Chinatown (Part 3) Yu Shuang woke up automatically and punctually early in the morning. Accustomed to meditation, she could capture the feeling of seven or eight hours of sleep in just a few tens of minutes of closed-eye rest. Lilia was still fast asleep beside her . The girl moved stealthily and nimbly—Lilia's "sleeping manners" were poor—anyone who disturbed her sweet dreams would surely glare at her angrily and curse her, only to fall asleep again after her anger subsided. Yu Shuang preferred not to bother her. She took out the "Brahma Illusion White Dragon" from her large backpack. Then she pulled out a milky white silk ribbon. She dashed into the balcony. Her daily morning ritual—wiping the sword. Wiping the sword was like purifying the mind and clearing the thoughts. A warrior must love his sword —he lives by it, he dies by it. It is the foundation of his life, the outward expression of his spirit. The White Dragon Sword was drawn, its sharp energy surging. The rising sun shone golden light from the distant mountain peaks, the exquisite blade gleaming hotly, the proud shadow of the white dragon floating on the tip. The dragon soul of the sword usually awakens at dawn, after a night of hidden refinement, its essence vigorous and its flames surging. The beautiful young girl's love for her sword runs deep. It wasn't just a gift from her mentor and lover; it also stemmed from the deep affection she'd felt for it over the past two years. The silk scarf glided along the narrow, sharp steel blade, brushing away revealing a mirror untouched by worldly cares. Yu Shuang intently gazed at the White Dragon Sword, its light reflecting on her pretty face, her sweet expression mirroring the sword's form—a beauty about to be absorbed. Yu Shuang's heart was clear , her gaze pure and untainted. The unity of sword and person—the pinnacle of martial arts, a goal many martial artists aspire to—was finally achieved through the girl's arduous training and perseverance since childhood . The heart of the 'Brahma Illusion White Dragon' was tightly bound to hers. Fusion. The sword was the person, and the person was forged into the sword . When the two were one, no one could stand against them. A ninja, and also a benevolent one. The renowned swords of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, such as Moye, Ganjiang, and Yuchang, were revered not for their devastating power, but for the dedication and perseverance of their forgers. Similarly, legendary blades like the Deer-Slaying Sword, the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword were forged with compassion, not for their invincible sharpness. The samurai sword , a symbol of the Japanese samurai spirit—its righteous path was distorted during the eight-year Sino-Japanese War, with countless innocent Chinese civilians suffering indirect sword-wielding. Therefore, a sword is destined for a particular person, a person with a certain destiny. A drawn sword doesn't necessarily draw blood. The rising sun bathed the awakening earth, also waking the sleeping Lilia. "Oh ! ...Sleeping so soundly." And Yushuang? No need to guess; she knew the girl's habits intimately. Lilia chuckled as she entered the balcony, taking a deep breath of the fresh, sweet morning light. She saw Yushuang doing her homework : "My dear Yushuang, you're meticulously cleaning your precious knife, rain or shine… Are you reminiscing about someone? Or do you have a knife fetish?" The girl smiled gently: "Lilia, my dear sister. Cleaning my knife is like maintaining your gun. Regular care cultivates a bond, so when you need it, you're more than capable, aren't you?" Lilia could only respond with a smile. Yushuang sheathed her knife, stood up, and passed her roommate in a sheer nightgown. Lilia had grown taller, her breasts fuller, her figure more shapely , no longer the malnourished, withered bean of the past. Confident, she wanted to choose a good man for herself in the coming year, her first target being Yushuang's mentor—the former Dragon Ninja— Amano Masao. "The Luo family are all early birds. Lilia, if we don't want to be the ones who get eaten while we're up, let's hurry up, wash up, change our clothes, and get ready for breakfast," the beautiful girl instructed . The slowpoke Lilia immediately quickened her pace. As soon as they went downstairs, they bumped into the sleepy-eyed City Hunter and Yuanxiang; last night's battle must have been just as intense. Yushuang and Lilia knew this but didn't ask, their minds already preoccupied with the backstory of this famous duo. A long, rectangular table. High-backed chairs. The elegant and grand dining room decor reflected the host's taste . A sumptuous Chinese breakfast was served, with each person receiving a set of sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks. A-Liao and A-Xiang didn't know how to start , so Luo Mi 'demonstrated' how to eat before they opened their mouths and began to devour the food. Yushuang strictly adhered to the precepts of the "Grain-Gathering Technique"—once the time for eating had passed, no foul air should be allowed to enter. She could only sit to one side , silently flipping through the *Wall Street Journal*. "Brother Liao, Sister Xiang, did you two hear my voice?" The hunter and Sister Xiang were startled, almost spitting out their food—it was Yu Shuang's mesmerizing voice. "Don't move rashly, it will arouse Old Luo's suspicion." Liao glanced at the girl's seat out of the corner of his eye; she was still reading the newspaper with her head bowed, her lips showing no sign of movement. This kind of secret technique was the ancient Chinese "thousand-mile sound transmission," which could clearly vibrate the recipient's eardrums from a very distant place, as if whispering in their ear. Only those with extremely profound inner strength could do this. "Only you two can hear my voice. I need Brother Liao and Sister Xiang to do two things for me ." "Listen carefully..." Yu Liao and Yuan Xiang ate, nodding as they listened—to an uninformed bystander, who might have mistaken them for being distracted even while eating. After discussing it, A Xiang cleverly tossed out a coded "Understood" signal to Yu Shuang. "Received." The girl smiled slightly. "Old Luo, let's have a big drink at noon," the hunter suddenly said. Luo Han asked, slightly puzzled, "A Liao, why are you..." "Oh. Xi Zi bought a jar of high-grade 'Daughter's Red' from Boss Fan of the Lin Family Winery yesterday. It's said to be a top-quality wine. I wonder how the flavor of Chinese wine compares to our sake? So I took the liberty of inviting you, Old Luo, to enjoy it together." A Liao's mind was working...

"Pretty fast." Luo Ye laughed heartily, "So that's what it is. What a kindred spirit, familiar with our refined
tastes. Alright, let's have a good drink at noon, until we're drunk!" A truly generous man.

The first step was a success. The plan continued. Yu Shuang inquired with Xiao Mi about the security
situation around the Zhu residence; Lilia returned to her room to indulge her 'gun fetish,' leaving gun parts scattered all over the bed. "
Well ... the 'Dragon Horse Gate' owner's private residence is indeed heavily guarded. However, it can't stop us
." The girl concluded after hearing Xiao Mi's explanation. "Really? Even with their martial arts skills, they
couldn't infiltrate." Xiao Mi sighed. "This level of density is easily handled by the City Hunter with one hand; he
's an expert." The girl cried sweetly.

"Sister Yu Shuang, are you just going to stand by and do nothing?" Luo Mi asked. "Of course not.
He'll fight the simple things; I'll take care of the troublesome ones." Yu Shuang laughed. "Hmm! Everyone
praises 'Eagle' as a man of great righteousness, which is truly admirable. But I never expected her to be
such an approachable and stunningly beautiful young lady." "Don't keep praising me yet. Honey, how's Luo Ye's drinking capacity?" "
Grandpa is one of the few people in Chinatown with a huge capacity for alcohol! And... what about Brother A-Liao?" "I heard from Sister A-Xiang
that the two are evenly matched. This time, we're in for a good show..." She planned to go to the winery again to buy some more wine from Boss Fan
. Money was a minor matter.

The sun was high in the sky. The two sat down in the Luo family's dining room, dominating each other, with more than a dozen jars of '
aged . The hunter opened a jar with one hand, and the aroma of the wine wafted out, intoxicating to all who smelled it. Luo Han exclaimed, "
Truly excellent wine! Lin Family Winery lives up to its reputation!" A-Liao turned around and asked the ladies behind him, "
Would you like some?" A-Xiang and Lilia shook their heads rapidly. "What about you, Xizi?" Yushuang
smiled cleverly. "No, it would be a waste to drink such expensive wine." Waste? It turned out that the beautiful girl's
constitution , due to her cultivation, was not only unique but also immune to all poisons. Alcohol was like
plain water to her; once the alcohol entered her throat, her internal energy would automatically force it to evaporate from her body—too bland
, and even drinking a thousand cups wouldn't be fun.

The first jar was unsealed. The two filled their cups and chatted. Before long, the second jar was opened. "
Little Honey , your grandfather can really drink. He doesn't even flinch at such strong liquor." "Sister Yushuang, they
might have a tough time." The third, fourth, and fifth jars were piled up. The good drinker, Luohan, finally succumbed to the allure of
Li 's immortal gesture and began to feel tipsy. Time waits for no one. The hunter felt slightly lightheaded,
still able to distinguish his five fingers. Luomi couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

"I heard from Boss Fan of the distillery about this wine—those with low alcohol tolerance or who don't usually drink
will collapse as soon as the jar is opened; those with average alcohol tolerance will have their faces pressed against the table after just three cups; those with a lot of drinking courage can
lie down after half a jar; and those with a huge capacity for alcohol will be tortured by two jars. Compared to the
'Two-Knife Head' that Wu Song drank before fighting the tiger in the Water Margin—which is said to 'pass the hill after three bowls'—it's obviously a drop in the ocean," Luo Mi
said charmingly. Yu Shuang sighed at the diversity of wine culture; she had only been recommended by an expert.

The jar was emptied. Luo Han finally couldn't resist the intoxication; his stomach was full of wine worms, and he fell asleep
, his consciousness becoming blurred. "Grandpa? Grandpa?" Xiao Mi gently shook the old man Luo, who was slumped over the dining table, and
truly entered the gentle nest of drowsiness. Yu Shuang stepped forward to check his pulse. "He's completely drunk. He wo
n't wake up until tomorrow morning, too bad it'll be too late for the crows to return to their nests." Lilia helped Xiao Mi to help Luo Han to his room to rest
. A Xiang handed the hunter a cup of strong tea to sober him up, but A Liao still insisted on having another cup.

After drinking the tea, his drunkenness vanished almost completely. "Are you sober now?" Yuan Xiang asked worriedly.
The beautiful girl playfully cried out, "If it doesn't work, I still have a special treat for you." A
Xiang asked, "Oh? What's your secret?" "Acupuncture!" As soon as A Liao heard the word "needle," his drunkenness
vanished. "Needle...? No!" He jumped up, startled, and hid behind A Xiang
. Because one of his clients was a pretty but confused nurse, A Liao went undercover at the hospital she worked at,
pretending to be sick and being cared for by her. As a result, his arms were covered with needle marks. From then on, he
avoided needles altogether.

Two o'clock in the afternoon. Preparations underway. Yu Shuang was simple—a ninja outfit, a white dragon sword; the others
were all carrying guns and bullets, a chaotic scene; the female lead, Luo Mi, immediately began choosing
clothes —what to wear? How to dress to leave a lasting impression on her lover? She racked her brains. Women dress to
please their lovers, men die for their confidants—the same sentiment, right? "Hmm! That's about right. Ye
will like it." After nearly half an hour of dressing up, she had a satisfactory result. She could finally show her face!

At 2:50, the five secretly gathered outside the back door. A headcount was taken. Xiao Mi, when she put her heart into it,
was like a delicate concubine emerging from the water, her shy glances revealing none of her usual boldness. The little girl had grown up. "
Hehe... Xiao Mi, are you trying to win back Zhu Ye's soul?" Yu Shuang asked seriously
. Lilia and Yuanxiang laughed so hard they squatted on the ground; A-Liao dared not be presumptuous, wanting to laugh but unable to
. Luo Mi, on the other hand, had a very elegant air about her, her graceful pale yellow mini-skirt paired with a pair of long, snow-white legs.
"Does it look good?" the hunter replied. "No problem! That Zhu Ye will definitely come back with you obediently
." "Brother A-Liao!" His ears were ringing.

At 55 minutes past the hour, the group boarded the black van rented by A-Liao. The hunter drove
, A-Xiang navigated the route, and the other three were in the passenger compartment. "Three o'clock sharp. Let's go!" Yuanxiang
gave the order, and the van shot off like an arrow! The car entered South 13th Street, heading south towards the no-man's-land
designated . Lilia, Yu Shuang, and Luo Mi watched
the street scene recede into the distance. Street signs, a mix of Chinese and English. How many days of struggle did the Chinese have to endure in a foreign land to
achieve this? Washing dishes, doing odd jobs, enduring inexplicable discrimination and isolation—
it's truly remarkable that the descendants of the Eastern dragon have managed to carve out a niche for themselves in an environment where they are "not of our kind."

Her beautiful eyes sparkled. The young woman, Xiao Yushuang, felt sorrow for the pyramids built with the blood and tears of her ancestors.
She, too, was a woman from a foreign land, only remembering her home in Beijing, China. Living in Japan, her heart
longed for her long-lost hometown. Wielding the sword at her waist, driven by a yearning for justice, she sought
to protect the kind people and her homeland. Her unfulfilled dream, its realization distant, was something she would strive for
. She missed home, her parents whom she would never see again. Hatred had flown away, with the wind, with the flowers, with the snow of Hokkaido
, a shimmering blue. Drifting away. Far. So far.

The van stopped. "Have we arrived?" Luo Mi asked first. She peered out. The scenery seemed
familiar ; she couldn't be wrong. "This is near the backyard of the Zhu residence, about 120 meters away.
To avoid being noticed, it's best to go on foot." Yu Liao's serious expression masked a sleepy look.
Luo Mi laughed, "Brother A-Liao, you're not asleep, are you?" Yuan Xiang replied, "When he
shows this side of himself, that's when A-Liao will unleash his power." Yu Shuang, on the other hand, was different. Her sweet
eyes radiated a fierce light, and she possessed an unwavering and resolute demeanor, radiating heroic spirit.

They walked slowly and discreetly. No one took a deep breath. A few dozen seconds later, "This is where Ye Chang and I sneaked in through
the back door . The other side usually has fewer thugs," Xiao Mi murmured. "However, Master Zhu is strictly monitoring
Zhu Ye and will definitely send more people to patrol, after all, these are extraordinary times. Besides, I've also heard that
a group of people are coming for revenge," City Hunter said calmly. "Yes, that's right. The 'Bamboo Green Gang.'
We just had a grudge recently," Yu Shuang added.

What to do then? A-Liao smiled and pulled something from his backpack—a Russian-made Volvar rocket launcher. Long
range , powerful firepower, and accurate, mainly used for anti-tank purposes. "Ah Liao, are you fighting a tank corps
?" Lilia asked coquettishly. "Using this thing to break down the high walls erected by the guards. It's twice as effective with half the effort,"
he replied casually. Loading, firing the first shot. A fiery greeting. A violent explosion
resounded across the sky. The walls and gates vanished in response. A group of bodyguards and thugs swarmed in at the sound, each
armed with weapons: pistols, rifles, submachine guns, flamethrowers, light and heavy machine guns. His subordinates
had their own gunpowder magazines, like a weapons extravaganza.

Little Honey, seeing the situation was bad, turned to look at Ah Liao and Yu Shuang. The beautiful girl cried out seductively, "Let them
come ! Everyone, retreat!" They dispersed. More than a hundred men arrived, enough to be called a reinforced infantry company, and opened fire
! The girl calmly drew her sword, held it out horizontally, "'Soaring Eagle Flows Across the Sea - 'Dragon Soars Through the Clouds'!" Her delicate body
soared, like a dragon ascending to the sky. Blades flashed, dense clouds gathered, and a murderous intent raged within the thick clouds. The clouds churned, and the evening glow reflected the
crimson sunset. After parting the clouds, hundreds of assassins lay dead, their weapons scattered and in disarray. The blade returned.

"Is it really... 'Soaring Eagle of the Vast Sea'?" Ah Liao had to admit defeat. Clean and swift.
Luo Mi was already dumbfounded—the rumors were true. The beautiful girl's gaze remained unchanged, fixed on the distance. "Ah
! Someone's attacking again!" Ah Xiang cried out. The hunter shouted, "Watch me!" His hand didn't stop,
and he pressed the firing button. Fire, howls, smoke. "Follow me!" Yu Liao galloped across the battlefield
, Mars, the god of war from Greek and Roman mythology, reborn.

"Ah? Someone's attacking through the back door? Who is it? How dare they!" Zhu Mufeng roared, his anger
blazing. "Idiot! Why didn't you inform me sooner?" A subordinate
replied obsequiously, "Sect... Sect Master, we thought they were just petty thugs, easy to handle ourselves. We
didn't expect them to be so powerful." "Who are they?" "One man and four women. One of them
is Miss Luo Mi, the granddaughter of the 'Luo Sheng Society's' chairman; the man is extremely agile. He's been
recognized as the 'City Hunter'!" "'City Hunter'? That old Luo Han actually
spent a fortune hiring such a master, how hateful!"

"Reporting to the Sect Master, there's also a young female ninja, who is even more..." "Ninja? What era is this? Where did
this ninja come from? Do you think we're acting out 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes'?" Sect Master Zhu sneered.
"No, Master. She's taken down many of our brothers with just a single katana. This stunningly beautiful
girl is fearless of bullets!" He spat. "Pah! Spreading nonsense! I don't believe it.
Who wouldn't be afraid of bullets?" He slapped him. "You dog of a lackey, incompetent and spouting lies.
Get out of my way! Quickly send more men to capture them! Otherwise, kill them!"

The subordinate remained silent and took his leave. Another subordinate rushed in to report: "Reporting to the Master,
someone is also attacking the front gate. The 'Bamboo Green Gang' is here!" Misfortune never comes singly. Wolves in the rear,
tigers and leopards roaring in the front. "This is really annoying!" Displeasure weighed on his mind, and Zhu Mufeng frowned deeply. "
Send men to drive them away! If they don't listen, kill them!" "Yes!" The subordinate withdrew. The crisis
management relied on his judgment. His son was weak and infatuated with the granddaughter of his old enemy, and his wife was promiscuous, making the situation unbearable
. Internal and external troubles. Or perhaps, retribution from seven years ago had come...

The "Zhuqing Gang" was not as reasonable as Yu Shuang and her group. The guards at the front gate of the Zhu residence of "Longma Gate" and
the representatives of the "Zhuqing Gang" repeatedly clashed. At one point, the negotiator got back into his car. The guards thought
he was leaving, but within seconds, more than a dozen Mercedes-Benz cars suddenly appeared from behind, attempting to break through the gate
! While firing shots to stop them, the guards tried to use the radio to call for backup. The cars crashed through the front gate and
the defenses , gunfire erupted, and several people were taken down. The convoy successfully entered.

The gang members got out of the cars. "Hmph, the powerful 'Longma Gate,' even daring
to ?" More than fifty people glared menacingly at the surrounding garden. The bushes rustled nearby.
The leader gestured, and his men understood, flanking the target from both sides. A
handsome "Oh! Who is this? Isn't this Zhu Mufeng's young master—Zhu Ye?"
The young man tried to escape, but his strength was insufficient. "You are… ah! The leader of the 'Bamboo Green Gang'—Wen Bin?
" "Young man, not bad! You still remember this unremarkable old man."

Wen Bin was a rising star in the 'Bamboo Green Gang.' Ruthless, but
loyal and generous with his money. A bisexual who slept with both men and women. He was particularly
interested in young boys like Zhu Ye, whose beauty rivaled that of Xi Shi and Diao Chan. His rough hand lifted Ye's chin. "I've wanted to play with you for a long time. However
, I'm busy, busy settling accounts with your father. Once the score is settled, your body is mine."
Zhu Ye felt like vomiting. Wen Chao touched Ye's crotch, and Ye's physiological reflexes kicked in. "Wow, so big
! And a nice butt too. Maybe he's a virgin..." he sneered. Wen Bin, with the personality of a scorpion.

"With this trump card, I'm not afraid that Zhu won't bow his head and admit his mistake. Keep a close watch on him!"
Wen Bin's arrogance grew even more rampant. A group of men killed any men they saw, and the women had already fled at the first
sign of trouble. The lecherous demons were quite disappointed. The road was unobstructed, and the 'Dragon Horse Gate' was no longer able to resist. All their forces
had been moved to guard against the hunters and Yu Shuang. "Report... Report to the Gate Master! The 'Bamboo Green Gang' has entered
! And they've taken the young master hostage!"

Zhu's face turned ashen. With this, all hope was lost. "Weren't you ordered to keep a close watch on the young master
? How did he escape?" "Master...Master, the young master used a trick to knock out
the two at the gate, and that's how he managed to escape." "I've raised a bunch of good-for-nothings! I'm furious
!" "Master, what should we do..." "What should we do? Find a way to rescue Zhu Ye. No matter the attack
or assassination, bring Zhu Ye back unharmed without harming the young master!" "Yes, sir
! Great Master!" The subordinates retreated in panic.

"Mu Feng..." "Wan Yi? You...you heard everything?..." The woman's eyes welled with tears.
"Ye'er has become a hostage in the hands of the 'Bamboo Green Gang'? Is that right?" The sect leader's face darkened, and he fell silent
. "Not speaking? So you're admitting it? What kind of father are you? As the head of a
sect, you can't even protect your own child!" Tears streamed down his face. A compassionate mother. The sect leader's fists
clenched and trembled, filled with regret and sorrow.

If he knew how Zhu Ye had "repaid" Wan Yi's kindness in giving birth and raising her,
he might tremble even more.

Behind them. The path was blocked by obstacles. The hunter pulled out a
.357 caliber Coltpyton revolver, but it still wasn't effective enough; Lilia preferred to have an extra hand. A dense, black
mass of drills moved about. A dense, overwhelming swarm. Yu Shuang smiled, her hand gestures shifting, her slender, alluring hands forming the "orchid finger" gesture used by
female characters . "The 'Wind Ninja Scroll'—'Windful Explosion'!"
A strange, fragrant breeze blew, and upon passing through a person, it clashed with their vital energy, tearing the entire torso apart and exploding it with two
incompatible forces, much like being devoured and poisoned by a red lotus of explosives, resulting in complete annihilation. Hence the name
"Explosion." Mysterious.

The fragrant breeze moved forward, and wherever it passed, anything that blocked its path was blown to pieces, a gruesome,
bloody stench; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that blood would flow into ditches. In less than twenty seconds, the wind stopped, clearing away all obstacles.
The hunter, Ah Xiang, Luo Mi, and even Lilia, who often risked her life alongside Yu Shuang, were all amazed. "
What kind of sorcery is this?" Luo Mi exclaimed in astonishment. The beautiful girl shook her head. "Neither demon nor monster,
just a high-level ninjutsu. Nothing special about it." "Ninjutsu?" "It's what's commonly called 'ninjutsu
.' However, ninjutsu is of a higher level, not just for deceiving others, but a powerful weapon for ambush."

She strode forward, without any hindrance. Luo Mi had been thinking about Zhu Ye, and she suddenly felt a pang of unease—an ominous
sign—and quickened her pace. Sure enough, a group of thugs were already waiting in front of the house,
shouting at the people inside: "Zhu Mufeng! You, the dignified head of the 'Dragon Horse Gate,' dare to oppose my 'Bamboo Green Gang'
time and time again , showing no respect for me, Wen. Look closely,
your good son is in my hands, and you know I've been in love with your Zhu Ye for a long time. Sect Leader Zhu, if
you don't come downstairs to see me soon, I'd like to enjoy your son's body in public!" The group of foxes laughed loudly.

"Stop! I've already intervened." Zhu Mufeng forced his way out, his face showing helplessness,
only wishing for Zhu Ye's safety. Wan Yi stood by his side. "Sect Leader Zhu, Madam Sect Leader, it is
an honor to see your esteemed presence." Beneath his smirking face, disdain was clear. "Sect Leader, I have helped
resolve the grudges between your sects. Should you settle this matter?" "I will personally come to thank you the next day. Release
my son , and everything can be discussed." "Release him just like that? I still want to leave your mansion alive! Impossible."
Wen Bin pressed the Black Star pistol against Zhu Ye's temple.

Wan Yi broke the silence, "Mr. Wen, what do you want?" "Simple, as long as your sect leader
kneels down and kowtows to admit his mistake, and agrees to establish a good cooperative relationship with us, I will spare your
young master ." Zhu Mufeng murmured, anger rising within him.
Which was more important, his son's life or the prestige of the sect leader? Zhu Ye… though timid, was quick-witted and handsome, possessing the bearing of the Zhu family.
His own flesh and blood! He steeled his heart, preparing to kneel…

“Ye!” A soft, delicate voice rang out from the other end; it was Luo Mi, who had arrived! Zhu Ye cried out,
“Xiao Mi! Don’t come any closer, it’s dangerous!” Four people stood behind Xiao Mi.
The Zhu Clan Leader turned his head and shouted, “You… how did you get through?” Wan Yi hurriedly cried, “
Miss Luo Mi, please find a way to save our Ye’er!” Luo Mi’s thoughts were in disarray; her lover was in trouble, and
old grudges were pressing, leaving her unable to come up with a good idea.

The beautiful ninja’s sweet lips seemed to whisper something. Wen Bin felt the weight of Zhu Ye, whom he was holding tightly
, suddenly increase. He turned around and stared intently—when had the handsome young man been replaced by a broken piece of wood? This is the "Puppet Ninja Scroll"—"Object-Shaping Illusion"—a method to revive those in danger
by replacing surrounding objects in the first instant . Zhu Ye's true form had already shifted behind Luo Mi's body, their hands intertwined, deep and passionate. The defeated Wen Bin and his men moved with lightning speed, their gun barrels pointed at Zhu Mude and Wan Yi. Yu Shuang 's speed was even more astonishing than theirs. "'Azure Sea Roaring Eagle Flow'—'Dragon Breaks the Void'!" A blade flashed, its blade emitting countless golden rays as it thrust out. A flower of swirling light struck Wen Gang Leader and his fifty men, the petals piercing their bodies, creating bloody holes, their mangled remains hanging flat. The screams subsided, the ground was covered in a mass of flesh, and the fifty gun barrels were shattered into steel fragments. Luo Mi and Zhu Ye remained tightly entwined, forgetting their parents' cold, watching gazes. "Are you alright, Ye? " "I'm fine. Thank you for saving me, Xiao Mi." Zhu Mufeng's tone was harsh: " Ye'er , come here!" "Dad..." "Come here! You unfilial son!" Luo Mi snapped out of her reverie , and Zhu Ye returned to her father's side. Her expression turned gloomy. "Lilia, lend me your gun!" "Are you going to lend it or not!" Lilia had no choice but to draw her Browning and hand it to her. " How can I not seek revenge against the demons of my blood feud? How could I forget my grandfather's instructions!" Ah Xiang and Yu Shuang wanted to speak, but Ah Liao stopped them with a gesture. Master Zhu spoke: " Miss Luo Mi, you have completely inherited your mother's upright character and angelic beauty. It's true, I was responsible for the deaths of your father, mother and Madam Luo. I have repented for this for seven years, never forgetting it. Your mother was my first love; she didn't accept me, so I had to force her. Force didn't work; she wasn't afraid. I loved and respected her even more. Seven years ago, our sect clashed with your association, and your father, mother , and Madam Luo happened to pass by and tried to intervene. I was furious at the time and pointed a gun at your father, demanding he give up your mother. Your mother bravely fought me for the gun, but it accidentally discharged, firing two shots in quick succession." Your mother and madam died on the spot. Your father, seeing this, in a fit of rage, grabbed a gun from one of his men and tried to fight me. Having committed such a terrible crime, I was so terrified that my finger was stiff and I couldn't pull the trigger. One of my men shot him dead. This man was Wen Bin, the newly risen leader of Afterwards, I knelt outside the funeral parlor for a day and a night, but still couldn't gain Mr. Luo's forgiveness. I also swore that I would never touch a gun again in this life. I felt guilty towards my beloved wife, Wanyi. It's been a nightmare for seven years. Now, the weight on my heart has been lifted. To be able to end it all under Miss Luo's gun, is that a kind of happiness?" Luo Mi's tears streamed down her face, revealing the cruel truth. Zhu Mufeng was unusually calm and peaceful. Wanyi patted his broad shoulder, gazing at him gently. She knew this was the reason he hadn't returned to the camp for years.

"Now that the regret I've kept hidden for so many years has been revealed, I have no more worries.
Miss , I completely understand your thirst for revenge. I won't resist, just shoot. I really want
to see your parents again; after all, they were once my best friends!" He closed his eyes, waiting for
the gunshot .

"No! No, Xiao Mi!" Zhu Ye shielded his father with his body, while Wan Yi stood
in front of her son. "Miss Luo! Three lives for three lives, just kill our whole family
!" Xiao Mi's jade-like arm trembled, her fingertips on the trigger, unable to make a decision. She
cried out wildly, "Ah!..." "Bang!" A deafening explosion echoed through the vast garden. The gun barrel was pointed into the air
, smoke billowing from the nozzle. Ah

Xiang took the Browning from Luo Mi's alluring hand and returned it to Lilia. "This is your
decision. We all respect you." Xiao Mi was heartbroken and buried her face in Ah Xiang's arms, sobbing. At this moment
, Zhu Ye's voice rang out: "Xiao Mi, thank you for sparing my life. Our whole family will repay your
kindness ." Luo Mi was both amused and exasperated: "Please, who told you to be my favorite!" Zhu Mufeng
said: "Sigh... Miss Luo is a reasonable person. Well then... I won't
interfere in your affairs with Ye'er. You young people have your reasons."

"Sect Leader Zhu..." Wan Yi smiled: "Xiao Mi... may I call you that?" She nodded
. "Xiao Mi, you should change your address, shouldn't you? You should call me Uncle and Aunt Luo." "Yes! Right
, right!" Zhu Ye chimed in, taking advantage of the situation. "As for Master Luo, we'll
go to his door first thing tomorrow morning to beg for forgiveness. We'll do everything we can to get his forgiveness. Seven years have passed, and the hatred hasn't
been resolved . Are we going to take it to our graves?"

Ah Liao spoke up: "Madam, I have something to ask you." "You are... ah, the famous
'City Hunter'! What brings you here?" "Your household is wealthy and powerful, you must have
many . Surely you have a beautiful Eastern maid I can borrow..." Wan Yi blushed. Ah Xiang was furious:
"You damned Ah Liao, you never forget to look at beautiful women wherever you go!" A five-million-ton wooden mallet struck, and
the hunter instantly became like a piece of meat stuck to the ground...

Zhu Ye saw the five people out the back door. "Ye, your house is so damaged..." "It's alright,
it happens often, I'm used to it. Things can be repaired, and gang members can be recruited again,
but being reunited with my dearest family is what's important." Zhu Ye said with feeling. "Honey, you're amazing!
With such tight security, how did you manage to get into my house?" "Don't even mention it! I never get a
chance . All the limelight is stolen by these older brothers and sisters." Yu Shuang chimed in, her voice alluring:
"Honey, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to shine in the future. Aren't all your skills used to control Zhu Ye
? You'll be more than capable of taming a husband in the future." "Sister Yu Shuang, why do you always laugh at me!"

Zhu Ye happily waved goodbye to them and the hunter.

Luo Han slept soundly. When he woke up, he had a slight headache. It was just dawn, and his throat was very dry. He
went downstairs and drank a large glass of water. He thought that breathing some fresh air might ease the throbbing in his head
. He reached out and opened the front door. "This is… you…?" The three members of the Zhu family knelt at
the bottom , and Zhu Mufeng respectfully kowtowed to Master Luo. …

The 'Paramount' restaurant. Dinner time. A bustling moment. Romi directed the waitresses
, bustling about herself. City Hunter, Yuan Xiang, Xiao Yushuang, and Lilia
entered through the open doors. "Xiao Mi!" Xiang called out first. "Sister Xiang! You're here!
I've reserved a VIP room for you. I'll take you in." Xiao Mi
had come straight to the Paramount after school.

"Where's Old Jiang?" As soon as they entered the VIP room, A Liao asked. "My grandfather? He's at the Zhu family's
." The other four shouted, "Huh? Could it be...?" "It's alright. Grandpa just called and
said he had a great talk with Uncle Zhu and won't be home for dinner. He wants me to run the business alone
." "What happened?" "Grandpa accepted Uncle Zhu's apology seven years later. And Master
Zhu promised to treat him like a son, to take my father's place and make up
for the regret from seven years ago. He immediately swore to be Grandpa's godfather, and Zhu Ye suddenly became my godbrother." Xiao Mi beamed
with joy .

A marriage alliance was formed, and past grievances were resolved. All thanks to Luo Mi.

That night, Yu Shuang and Lilia left a congratulatory note on the guest room table and quietly
left Chinatown. Besides receiving generous rewards, Yu Liao and A Xiang were also
warmly received by the Luo and Zhu families, enjoying a full week of fun before returning to Japan.

Who said love stories must end in tragedy?

Chapter Six, Alas! The Night Weeping of a Fallen Angel—The Chapter of the Color-Changing Sailor Suit (Part One)

The Dark Side of the Human Heart. As the most intelligent of all beings, the struggle between animalistic instincts and reason has always
tormented humankind. Thus, there are religious beliefs, philosophical doctrines, psychology, and other perspectives that explore human nature. Some are
idealistic, some materialistic, and some rely on unknowable, unwanted forces of fate. Is human nature good? Is it
evil? Is it as pure as a blank sheet of paper? There has never been a definitive answer. A Nobel laureate's masterpiece, *Lord
of the Flies *, depicts a group of innocent children stranded on a desert island, struggling against nature and the inherent
cruelty of humanity, leading to a primitive society of survival of the fittest, where the strong prey on the weak, and people eat each other.

"Food and sex are human nature." The sage Mencius also agreed that these two basic desires are human instincts
—hunger necessitates sustenance, and lust necessitates finding an outlet—like stray dogs on the roadside,
pouncing on and forcibly mating with lone females, showing no tenderness or compassion. Of course, dogs
don't understand ; but what about thinking reeds—humans? In the primordial era, only the sperm of strong men survived
to reproduce; natural selection, an ironclad law, is indeed true. Women were merely reproductive organs for procreation.

With the evolution of civilization and the progress of enlightenment, the patriarchal structure
arose —the original "knowing only the mother, not the father" evolved into "the mother finding the father for the unborn child
." In underdeveloped countries, the status of women remains low and awaits development. "Gender equality"
was proposed during the Tiananmen Square protests of 1989, advocated by a small number of female intellectuals. Of course, respect for women is
a fundamental moral obligation for men. However, the extreme methods used by "feminists" to suppress men's rights to life and work
are unacceptable.

Using the female body as a selling point has been common since the dawn of sexuality. Examples include advertisements for tobacco
, alcohol, automobiles, and real estate, to name just a few. The underlying intention is simply to attract male consumers.
Consumers' eyes are drawn to the money in their wallets. Have you ever considered the connection between
the mature, alluring curves of a woman's body and the sleek exterior of a wine bottle, the streamlined exterior of a car, and the provocative interior decoration of a house ? Such fantasies are a dangerous move, pushing humanity towards darkness… No one is perfect. Everyone has an unknown self within them. Religions call it Satan or past karma; psychology calls it the "subconscious" or "id"; simply put, a well-disguised " beast ." Modern people are overly repressed; the exhaustion and busyness of work often cause the subconscious to store too much unnecessary garbage. Those who know how to regulate their emotions may have a way to release it; introverted and withdrawn individuals may develop into pathological personalities or neuroses—the origin of "psychopaths" and "murderers." Therefore, the world's oldest industry—the sex industry—came into being. In Hong Kong, it's called "chicken and duck"; in Taiwan, it's called "prostitute," "special industry," "woman of the night," or " gigolo "; in Europe and America, it's an organized "sex industry"—each controlled by its own group. The goal is to find outlets for humanity's various distorted or near-explosive primal desires. Those who exploit weaknesses and are quick-witted profit . Supply and demand are never out of balance. Japan's sex industry is so developed it's dazzling. From elderly women, lesbians, office ladies (OLs), housewives, female university students, high school girls, even junior high and elementary school girls have many enthusiasts. This leads to bizarre occurrences like AV actresses, personal photo books, videos, SM, voyeurism, and secret filming . It originated in Japan. Many criticize its psychological perversion, and there's good reason for that. National character plays a role. The burden of the 'id' overcoming the 'superego'. In the literary section, morality is an undefined rule. However, we both online and in work and life. Don't forget your identity as a human being, not a gullible dog publicly displaying its lust on the street. Don't imitate the bizarre plots in Japanese adult videos—can the content be taken seriously? Forget it! It's all just acting! Therefore, it is said—it is permissible to 'fantasize' online. Fantasy is not a crime. Reality and illusion are entirely up to you. After logging off , please rediscover your 'superego' and cultivate a gentlemanly demeanor. Among those who have deeply grasped the essence of the rules, Fan Ge and the Gardeners, Sofa, Dongxie, and the Cat Clan are the foremost. Fan Ge, in particular, has achieved the highest level of enlightenment. Those who cannot distinguish between the online and offline worlds, please refrain from entering. Do not say this section misleads you. Too serious. End of preface. The story begins. Mid-September, 1999. A private, elite high school. Daitokawa High School, on the eastern outskirts of Osaka. 11 PM. A young female teacher on night duty jumped without warning from the sixth-floor balcony of the teaching building. Her beautiful soul vanished, leaving behind a pair of high heels and a concise suicide note. The note contained only one large Chinese character—恨 (hèn, hatred). This revealed everything and hinted at the riddle. Hatred. Where did it come from? The teacher, Kawahara Chiharu, was from Tokyo. Twenty-three years old, she entered this high school after graduating from school. Kind and approachable, she was well-liked by her students. Her relationships were simple ; though beautiful, she had no romantic scandals—a truly respectable teacher. What enemy could she have? Hatred? An unsolvable problem. A dim light in the fog. Because Chiharu was born in Tokyo, the Osaka Police Department requested that Nogami Koji, from the First Investigation Division of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, take charge of this mysterious suicide case. Upon arriving at the scene, Koji sensed the students' grief and her keen intuition detected something unusual. How could such a cheerful and optimistic woman undergo such a drastic change in temperament and end her life in such an extreme way? She must be running away from something. And— "what is it?"—is the answer Koji desperately wants to know. Meanwhile, the female detective uncovers information from the sidelines. There might be cult activities operating within Daitokawa High School, linked to female students engaging in prostitution. Under the guise of exchanging "doctrinal" teachings, they are actually engaged in various bizarre and outlandish sex transactions. She needs someone to conduct an in-depth investigation, an undercover operation. Koji cannot simply herself as a female high school student to blend into the student body—it must be someone of similar age and with professional skills. The deputy section chief suddenly had a flash of inspiration—she thought of someone—who, in terms of age, experience, and inherent abilities, was a top choice. That's right. "The Eagle of the Vast Sky"—Xiao Yushuang (Xiao Yexizi)! On the morning of the third day after the incident, Yushuang flew from Switzerland to Japan on a private jet and immediately went to the Tokyo headquarters with Lilia to visit Nogami. "Sister Zi, this time you summoned me and Lilia in the name of the Metropolitan Police Department with such an urgent matter. I wonder what kind of troublesome task awaits you?" The female deputy section chief sighed sadly, "A precious life. Please have a seat." She handed the file to Yushuang. The beautiful girl frowned slightly as she flipped through the file. Ziyinping's "Nine Gates of Discipline" now had a private office. No outsiders were allowed to disturb her. "Kawahara Chiharu... seemingly a normal person, yet using such drastic methods... could she be protesting some unknown secret?" The girl quickly skimmed through the case file and handed it to Lilia for judgment . Nogami paused slightly and nodded. "That's exactly my guess. There should be using its power to coerce female students or teachers into prostitution. " Yushuang's almond-shaped eyes widened. "If that's true, it's a heinous cancer! I'd be happy to operate and remove it." Lilia returned the file. "Sister Zi, what are the work assignments for Yuko and me ?" "Lilia. Yuko will be enrolling in Daitokawa as a student, and we'll be investigating her covertly. Since you're not a citizen of our country, you'll have to rent an apartment near the school. The police will take care of all your food and lodging." Yushuang cried sweetly, "I've never been to school before!" "I know . Regarding your school registration, we'll help you forge a fake household registration so that you can 'legally' enroll . Your new name—Kawashita Miki—will be with you for seven days; seven days is the deadline for solving the case." The girl lowered her head and pondered for a while. "Okay, seven days is enough. But... I can't go to school looking the same as before, can I?" She wanted to 'truly' change her appearance. Yushuang noticed that there was this month's 'Idol Weekly' on Zi's desk—the cover model was the hot actress—'Tokiwa Takako '. The girl had a sudden inspiration; it wouldn't be bad to occasionally transform into a famous actress. She stood up. The female detective asked, "So you mean..." Yu Shuang smiled coquettishly. "Secret Technique—'Cloud and Rainbow Myriad Transformations'!" But watch as the contours of a charming young woman's body , face, hair length, and height shifted and changed like liquid. Yu Shuang's height decreased slightly...

Her hairstyle had been transformed into a chic, short, student-style cut, making her look like a completely different person—the magazine's headline star
—Takako Tokiwa in her teenage years! Lilia was used to it and could only admire her without saying a word;
but for Nogami, it was a first-run screening.

Yuuko's eyes darted back and forth between the pretty girl and the weekly magazine cover several times. "It's so similar! It's
practically a carbon copy of Takako-san when she first debuted! Yuuko, how could you…" "Well
… hehe! It's based on the Chinese 'disguise technique.' After being transformed into a ninja art, I've 'disguised' myself
perfectly." The female detective was truly amazed; there were many extraordinary people in the world.
"As for how to live your student life... here's a student
guide which I believe will be of great help to you, Yuuko."

"Yuuko, you can find a teacher named Kikuko. She has a close personal relationship with Kawahara Chiharu
. She can lead you to clues. Naturally, she'll also be someone you protect." Yuuko said solemnly
. "Okay, I'll do this job well." Yushuang's word was law.

The two beautiful girls resolutely took on the task. Yushuang took photos to commemorate the occasion. It was a rare treat to be a big star
. They began their pre-trip preparations—"Preparation is the key to success; lack of preparation leads to failure"—the intelligence agent's motto.
Lilia moved into a rental apartment across the street from Daitochuan High School. Using a high-powered night-vision infrared telescope, she surveyed the campus; the views from the girls' restrooms and changing rooms were truly breathtaking. No wonder the rental rate for apartments specifically for single men
in this area was so high. The springtime charm of the high school couldn't be contained.
A promiscuous child
flies in.

The two agree to report their progress to each other via satellite phone every day after school. Since Yu
Shuang is a deep-seated explorer, Lilia needs to play the main liaison role. A consensus is reached.
Lilia handles the trivial matters of deciding on a code word and setting up surveillance equipment with ease. The beautiful
ninja doesn't need to lift a finger. For the first time, the ISBI agents' influence extends into the seemingly innocent environment of a high school. They feel
only novelty , unsure of what future encounters will bring.

At 7:30 AM, Yu Shuang appears in the Daito River, dressed in a brand-new sailor uniform. The girl's
stunningly beautiful face and slender, graceful figure captivate everyone. Male and female students passing by all etch
her delicate and charming image into their memories, either with envy or jealousy. Girls whispered amongst themselves
: "Wow... she looks like Tokiwa Takako... those huge breasts and face must have been surgically enhanced..."
Rumors spread like wildfire. Even before her name was publicly announced, gossip had already begun to spread. Really
? False?

"Kawashita Miki, a warm welcome to our school. Have you filled out your application materials? " Ms. Terahayashi from the Academic Affairs Office said kindly. Yushuang returned the completed forms, tuition fees, and attached several
necessary photos. "Okay, your student ID card will be ready tomorrow morning. Please come and pick it up then. By the way, do you live in Shizuoka Prefecture? Then you'll have to live on campus." She filled out the application form for the girl and registered her for dormitory—Girls' Dormitory 2. All at once. "By the way, you've been assigned to Group 7 of the first year, and your homeroom teacher is Ms. Hinagata Kikuko. Ms. Hinagata will take you to your classroom and arrange your seat; she should be here soon." Before Terahina could finish speaking, a sweet, gentle female voice rang out. "Ms. Terahina?" "Teacher, you're so punctual." Terahina pointed to Yushuang's seat. "That's her. Kawashita Miki, who just transferred from another school. She looks just like Tokiwa Takako ..." Kikuko led Yushuang to the classroom. Kikuko's face was that of a standard Japanese beauty: delicate, expressive eyes, and thin, gentle lips, seemingly approachable. Though like an iceberg, her heart burned like a furnace. "Miki-san, is there a special reason why you transferred to Daitokawa?" "Teacher, my family members are scattered in four different places for work. My mother is temporarily living in Osaka, so I came here with her and am studying here for now." "Oh?..." She smiled leisurely, her voice much lowered, "Is that so? Miki-san. That's not what you said..." The slip-up was exposed. "Kiku-neechan, she..." Kikuko sweetly said, "That's right. Miki , you're here to help me find out the truth about Chiharu's suicide. Isn't that right?" The girl smiled bitterly on the spot : "Yes! Yes!" They understood each other without saying a word. "I'll keep it a secret!" The female teacher cried softly. Since they were exposed to the sunlight, the girl knew that the nascent Kikuko was eager to unravel the tangled threads of the mystery, so she would do her best to cooperate . Thus. The Golden Brick Road ended. The Wizard of Oz . "This is Kawashita Miki, a new student from Shizuoka Prefecture who has just arrived in Osaka. Please take good care of her . Miki, please give a brief self-introduction." Yushuang bowed humbly at a ninety-degree angle, and with a flourish of her tongue (she didn't have a long tongue, so it wasn't three inches), she fooled the students below the stage into believing her . She stepped down from the stage and sat in a seat in the back row. Many male students' eyes were glued to the beautiful girl's body, while the other girls' jealousy was even more intense! After the first break, a swarm of boys, like bees attracted to nectar, swarmed around Yushuang's seat, asking all sorts of questions, creating a lively scene. She answered haphazardly, one sentence at a time. The girl looked around , and the hostility of the neighboring, no, all the female students—the innate fear of women towards a super-beautiful girl who is many times —enveloped the surrounding space. The girl swayed her alluring head, and being teased by her own sex was much more difficult to deal with than being assaulted by the opposite sex. Her sensitivity to rain and frost. An upgrade in cultivation over a decade. She easily sensed the unusual atmosphere. Restless hearts. A turbulent, foul current. The decadent layers far exceeded her imagination. The girl understood. She wasn't good at reading minds, only observing; the most dangerous aspects were often the easiest to overlook. Such low pressure, no youthful vitality—it was the heart. The heart's energy was thinned, suppressed. Where ? The girl would find out within a week. Ah. Is this how the school system operates? The girl ninja was left speechless by the eight-class-a-day system. Activities so regular they bordered on mechanical. Life on the mountain was unrestrained and free. She walked to the building entrance and opened the shoe locker. Dozens of love letters were crammed inside. First day. The girl slightly raised her shoulders, pretending not to see them. To her, so mature and composed—these male students were nothing more than immature children. She collected the letter and threw it all into the trash can next to the door for dinner. There was a notice—her luggage had been delivered to her room by the dorm supervisor. She left the academic building, hid in a secluded spot, and contacted Lilia. "Lilia? This is Yuuko." " How is it?" "She's already made contact with Ms. Hinagata Kikuko. I used the intermittent breaks between classes to have a brief conversation with her." "What did she say?" "She thinks the student council president and the religious studies..."

"The entire school is suspicious." "Suspicious?" "Yes. The president, Nagisa Oshima, and the club president, Kazuki Mochi.
They probably connected to unknown people outside the school, jointly controlling this transaction."

"It's infuriating. Using girls' bodies as tools for sexual gratification and profit, it's utterly inhuman!"
Lilia cursed. "That's right. People will track down the mastermind." The girl was also
indignant. The two agreed on the investigation process. "Yuko, aren't you a boarding student? Perfect opportunity..." "
That's exactly what I was thinking—to expose their true colors." "I'll bring you your 'Brahma Illusion White Dragon'
right away , Yuko." What if the dorm supervisor finds a samurai sword in her luggage

... Lilia tossed a long, heavy cloth bag from the other side of the wall. Yushuang caught it, weighed it in
her jade hand , and the weight was exactly right—her beloved sword. After expressing her gratitude over the wall, the girl returned
to her dormitory to wait for dinner, then carefully observed the subsequent activities within the school. "Miki, aren't you going to eat?
" her two roommates asked. One was Akiko Hakata—daughter of the president of Hakata Corporation, a
leading company in Japan's IC high-tech industry; the other was Mai Shiranui—
granddaughter of the mayor of Takarazuka Dance Theatre Town, with a family tradition in dance, ballet, and Noh.

"Oh, I rarely eat dinner. I need to arrange my bed!" she replied readily
. The other two beautiful girls could only giggle, assuming that Yushuang was in a "slimming" phase—with her slender
figure, why would she need to bother? Therefore, they didn't force her, leaving her alone to slowly tidy her room. The girl
put away her White Dragon Sword, looked around to make sure no one was there—and then began to arrange and decorate her desk and bed with the lightning speed of a ninja
. Fifteen seconds later. Done. The girl lay idly in the center of the bed, thinking, "The night is mostly inhabited by evil spirits
. They leave their traces, always in the desert..."

It was eight o'clock at night. Her two roommates hadn't returned to their room yet. Yu Shuang glanced towards the classroom; there were no lights.
Something was amiss. She turned off the lights. She stood up, her alluring body spinning in place, and in an instant, she was fully
dressed in ninja attire and carrying , determined to investigate. In a few flashes, the girl appeared on the roof of the gymnasium behind the school
, a shadowy figure looming. The girl's ear twitched slightly; a voice was heard not far away—a girl's cry for help. Yu
Shuang leaped forward, heading straight for the source of the sound.

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