This is a spacious room with traditional Japanese tatami mats on the floor. The interior is separated by simple white paper screens. The windows are open, and the moonlight passes through and falls on a small table.

There is a white porcelain vase on it, and a winter plum is inserted in the vase. The person sitting in front of the small table looks at the dancing figure dimly through the winter plum, and there is melodious and sad singing in the space.

The figures in the moonlight walked and sang, and Concubine Yang spoke slowly through his magical voice, as if the scene from a thousand years ago was coming back again, gradually blurring like a bubble, and settling into a mottled ancient painting.

He wore a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono over his shoulders, and the Higan flowers on it seemed to come alive as they danced, blooming enchantingly, forming a sharp contrast with the man's plain white skin, as if they were dotted with blood.

This is pure Japanese kabuki. The man in front of you is obviously the top female figure. He understands the beauty of women better than women. He exudes charm with every gesture and confuses all living beings with every frown and smile.

But obviously the person in front of me was not among them. He was wearing a Noh mask, and on the mask was the smiling face of an official. His face was pale, his lips were bright red, his eyes were lined with thick black eyeliner, and his teeth were also black.

He raised his hands to applaud, but the man on the stage ignored him. He stopped, sat on the ground, and looked into the eyes of the masked man.

He could feel that the real expression behind this man's mask was not admiration for his skills, but just ugly greed.

Today was different from the past. He surprisingly felt unhappy emotions from this person. It was obvious that something big had happened.

"Part of the cocktail was circulated, and some stupid people used it in Europe, which aroused the alarm of the secret party, and the Kassel Academy headquarters sent a visiting delegation."

The sound of the Noh mask is bland.

"The gangs under the fierce ghosts are abusing cocktails. The Sheqi Ba family and we are all dealing with the ghosts that are out of control. Under such circumstances, some people are exiled. It is normal, but it seems that you are not panicking about this matter."

The "female figure" picked up the cup on the small table. The wine inside was as red as blood. She drank it all in one gulp while paying respect to the moon without looking at the person in front of her.

"It is not us who should be nervous about this matter, but the Eight Sheqi Family. The secret party is investigating. It is not a bad thing for us. I have stopped the production line of Motolov Cocktail and destroyed the research materials, but left

Got some finished products.”

Although the "Nagata" hates the person in front of him, he has always been able to understand the other person's words and understand the other person's meaning.

They can abandon many of the wealth of the Oni people, and they can also abandon the place where they develop drugs, because they have made enough money and devoured the value of the lower class. This is the disgusting ghoul theory of "Noh Mask"

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As for the endgame, the Eight Sheqi Family will take care of it for them. They are shady ghosts, but it also involves the big secrets of the Eight Sheqi Family. The Eight Sheqi Family will not want the secret party to get involved in this matter.

But what is the purpose of leaving some of the finished medicine? Is it to give the secret party a reason to launch further attacks, or to induce the people in the secret party to desire the power of the dragon?

Another thing that made him slightly confused was that since the people in front of him had arranged everything and the Sheqi family was cleaning up the mess, what was the reason for that vague displeasure?

The "Nagata" was still thinking, but the "Noh Mask" spoke, causing the "Nagata"'s pupils to shrink slightly as he spoke.

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Kassel College, Principal's Office, Angers is smiling and looking at the person opposite the video, while the person opposite is roaring crazily.

"Ange! You actually let Caesar go to Japan against the wishes of the school board!"

Frost was so angry that he wanted to slam the table, but his restraint kept him from speaking loudly.

"If I remember correctly, it should just be that the Gattuso family does not want Caesar to go to Japan. When will the Gattuso family be able to represent the entire school board? Could it be that I am getting old and have forgotten something?"

Angers just smiled and pretended to be a fool.

"You...even if it's just from a parent's point of view, the college should ask our opinion again!"

Frost was speechless for a moment, then changed his angle.

"Then according to what you say, should the college inform Chu Zihang's parents that your son has gone to Japan to perform a high-risk mission, and may encounter some extraordinary creatures. If not, the fun will be over. But don't worry,

Will we fly your son’s body back to China?”

Angers' tone sounded like he was telling a joke, which was actually a joke.

Frost was furious, but the rules of the academy never said that students "need to obtain parental consent" for missions. This is ridiculous. The secret party has always been a violent institution managed by militarization, and the academy is just a gentle appearance.

On one point he could not refute Angers.

"Caesar is already over the Pacific Ocean at this time. There is no way I can change him back. Caesar is an excellent boy. Is there a reason why the Gattuso family is so resistant to Caesar going to Japan?"

At the end of the sentence, Angers put away his smile and a pair of dazzling golden eyes lit up. Even though they were looking at each other through the screen thousands of miles away, Frost felt the pressure.

"...See you at the school board meeting."

In the end, Frost could only throw out a mild threat, because he also knew that even if the Gattuso family "impeached" Angers, the old man's position would not be shaken, and the secret party still needed this legendary dragon slayer.

Who leads.

Angers turned off the video call, and the person across the long table finished drinking tea and put on a breathing mask.

"Why did you decide to let Caesar join at the last minute?"

Schneider doesn’t think Angers was easily hired temporarily just because of another student’s application.

Angers pointed at the laptop, "Don't you think the attitude of the Gattuso family is too tough and suspicious? Besides, you know what your two students are like. They are not people who can handle diplomatic relations in a friendly manner."

Schneider couldn't deny it, "I heard that there is a rumor in school that Caesar is a middle school student."

Ange smiled, obviously not expecting that someone like Schneider would actually listen to campus gossip, "The second grade is the second grade, but Caesar's social skills are still there, which can be used as a buffer."

Schneider shook his head: "Principal, you forgot, Caesar... doesn't know Japanese."

Angre's expression froze.

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"The brightest place over there is Ginza. It is said that when real estate prices were the highest in Japan, the land value of one Ginza could buy the entire United States."

The night view outside the window is charming. Tokyo is a city that never sleeps, and the place Caesar pointed to is the brightest.

However, the two people opposite were closing their eyes and concentrating. One was holding Murasame and the other was holding Hongfeng. They were like samurai sitting in meditation, as if they were about to go to the battlefield.

Obviously Lu Chen is the team leader of this mission, but Caesar inexplicably feels that his burden is much heavier.

Fortunately, he just got a girlfriend recently, and he is in a romantic stage. Everything he looks at is pleasing to his eyes. He thinks that he is much more mature than the two people opposite him in the field of men. This also makes him feel that he is the most mature person in the group.

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Chapter completed!