?Reading on mobile phone Midori Naka really wants to strangle Kaga Kiyoshi, yet he's sitting there demanding higher prices—up by 30%—how come you don't go after him? Eighty Electronic Book But he knows he can't do that. First, he still needs top protectors from the Kaga faction, and if he clashes with the head of the Kaga school, it wouldn't be good for business. Second, Kaga Kiyoshi is an exceptional ninja—ten Midori Naka's wouldn't stand a chance against him. Fighting him would be nothing short of self-inflicted suffering. Yet despite these minor disagreements, he's willing to pay 30% more. He feels uncomfortable, and smiles politely, saying, "Kaga Senior, I was just joking earlier—please don't mind me. I sincerely apologize. As for the price, I'd like to keep it as you suggested." "Since Midori-san has proposed it, and given my close relationship with your grandfather, I must uphold this face," Kaga Kiyoshi replies. Nobuhiro Nakamura was thrilled, just about to speak, when the other suddenly changed course and said, "Then how about half? That's the best offer I can give you!" Nobuhiro's face immediately darkened. "Half? That's what you call showing face!" Kagami Ichiku spread his hands. "I know Mr. Nakamura is wealthy and surely won't mind half. Then, how about we stick with the original three-tenths?" Nobuhiro quickly replied, "Then half it be half—it's better than no discount at all. I accept. Deal!" Kagami Ichiku smiled, pleased. His objective achieved—those two and a half tenths were all profit earned without any cost. ... At the restaurant, an elderly man with white hair sat on the floor, a clear cup of tea before him. Hideko Hara opened the door from outside, stepped in with small, steady steps, and carried herself with unwavering determination. The elder looked up at her and softly asked, "Hidemi, have you made up your mind?" "Yes, Father." "Cleari sat gracefully and said, "I've decided to find him, and I'm determined to locate him!" The elder was the owner of the establishment, Mr. Ichiro Hirata, Cleari's father. Mr. Hirata poured two cups of tea and said, lowering his head, "Yet, aside from knowing his name, you know nothing else about him. How can you possibly find him? Moreover, according to your description, he's an extremely dangerous person. I can't quite understand what has convinced you to make this decision. You've only met him once, and your time together has been only a few hours!" Cleari said seriously, "Father, I've always enjoyed spending time near you since childhood. I felt that only you could protect me. Though I've only met Qin Sang once, I deeply sense that he is the one destined for me." "Indeed, Father has grown older, and it's no longer possible for him to fulfill the role of protecting you." Ichiro Harada suddenly seemed much older, forcing a warm smile. "All through your life, everyone has always thought of you as a delicate, gentle person. But only I have known that Reiko is actually a determined child—once she makes up her mind, she rarely changes it. Since you've decided, how could I possibly stop you? Just remember, once you're out there, to be especially careful—these times are very turbulent!" A gleam of joy flashed in Reiko's eyes. "Father, please rest assured. I know how to protect myself. I can feel that Qin Sang is still in our country. Given his nature, he wouldn't hide away somewhere. He'd rather stay in a bustling, vibrant place. As long as I follow this line of reasoning, I'm certain I'll find him!" Ichiro Harada reached behind him, felt around for a moment, and then produced a small package wrapped in silk, which he handed to her. "For your protection." "Qingzi was first taken aback, then carefully took the small package and opened it. Inside was a sleek silver revolver, compact and elegant—perfect for a woman to use for personal protection. 'Thank you, Father,' she said, gently holding the gun and slowly bowing. Throughout the Sun Kingdom, only Qingzi could have guessed that Qin Feng would not hide. The police and the Yamaguchi Group had all made incorrect assumptions, diligently searching the mountainous regions—so busy and persistent that, by the time they reached their destination, they would never find a single clue. Qin, the young lord enjoying a sunbathing session, simply nodded at the server who had just brought him a bottle of red wine and continued savoring his sunshine. Just moments before, he had received a call from He Muqing, who reported that three of the six suspects had successfully escaped surveillance. By the time the information about these three was confirmed, they had already arrived in the Sun Kingdom by air. It was therefore clear that these three were likely members of the Wuli Jing sect." Regarding the three individuals, Director He had Officer Shu pass on the specific details to him. At the same time, Director He delivered a stern critique of his action in eliminating over three hundred members of the Sun Kingdom's underworld syndicate, urging him to remain more composed in the future. He pointed out that his consistently high-profile approach was unnecessarily dramatic—what was the point of such showmanship? Should an unforeseen international dispute arise, it would only be adding inconvenience to the people of the Huaxia nation. Qin Daxiao had only been able to promise that this would be an exception, and as for whether he would truly follow through in the future, only heaven knew. It's said that after hearing about this, Wei Qingtian was so delighted that he drank half a jin of Zui Xian wine. Director He had intended to take advantage of the elder's good mood and also enjoy a few glasses himself, but even when the elder fell asleep, he clutched the wine bottle tightly, refusing to let go. He was so frustrated that he kept scolding Qin Feng for being ungenerous—after all, why didn't he send a few bottles of Zui Xian wine to me, his future father-in-law? After soaking Returned to the room, took a cool shower, and simultaneously retrieved the food stored in his naoki. He began to eat heartily. The cuisine from the Sun Kingdom was truly hard to swallow—except for the fish slices and home-cooked dishes prepared by Cleara herself. Since arriving here, Qin Shao had basically been eating his own provisions every day. Surprisingly, he actually missed the scenes of the beautiful woman preparing meals for him personally, several times even wishing he could go back and relive that experience. Yet reason told him he couldn't make such a move. The police and the Yamaguchi Group were surely already placing their eyes on the restaurant’s vicinity. Once they learned of his connection to the restaurant, Cleara’s family would surely be in danger. After a full meal, he decided to go out and explore, making inquiries about the condition of Nakamura Jun-nan’s residence, and formulating a detailed attack plan. Upon arrival, the situation matched his expectations: a standalone villa, protected by a layer upon layer of bodyguards, with any approaching person or vehicle subjected to rigorous inspection. Beyond these visible guards, he sensed a strong presence of hidden figures—individuals far more capable than the bodyguards. Indeed, most of them possessed the ability to remain undetected on thermal imaging, regulating their breathing and lowering their body temperature to blend seamlessly with the surrounding environment. Setting down the thermal imager, Qin Young smiled to himself, "These must be the legendary ninjas. I'd truly like to put them to the test."