?Mobile reading 甲贺一木 was furious. He had thought protecting Naka Jun-nan would be a sure-win venture, and even insisted on charging him an additional 25%, hoping to make a substantial profit. Now, however, due to the conflict with the Shikigami, twenty or so jounin of varying ranks have perished, along with one junior jounin. The extra 25% he demanded simply isn't enough to cover their condolence payments. In short, the venture has turned out to be a complete loss—no tangible benefits to show for it. What really irked him most was that the young Naka Jun-nan, in person, had directly confronted him, even pointing at him with his finger. "Mr. Naka," he said solemnly, "no matter what, as long as I've received your payment, I will certainly carry out your wishes and ensure you are fully satisfied." Nakamura Shun-nan was furious. He didn't care one bit about such empty talk, and simply said, "How can you expect a satisfactory result from me when I haven't even delivered one to the Wu Ling Sect? Their people were besieged by ninja in the Sun Kingdom—ninja I personally recruited. Will they be satisfied?" Kaga Ichiku coldly replied, "They're not going to be satisfied, are they? Go on, make your move—whatever you've got, I'll take it!" "Will the Wu Ling Sect come to you? They'll definitely come to me first," he said, still in a huff. "Not necessarily. With all three Wu Ling members dead, how could the Sect possibly know who killed them?" Kaga Ichiku said with a mysterious smile. "When they ask, simply say it was Qin Feng who did it—and that way, you'll completely sever the connection!" Nobuhiro Midorikawa glanced at him and thought, "You're truly a seasoned player—publicly you're teaching me how to cut loose from my connections, but in reality, you're positioning yourself to stay uninvolved. And I have no choice but to follow your advice. Truly clever. He deeply felt that dealing with these older gentlemen was incredibly cumbersome; one misstep and he'd easily fall into the traps they'd carefully laid. Suddenly, Kogane Imai raised an eyebrow, saying, "Mr. Midorikawa, if I'm not mistaken, you've taken the third-rate actress hostage!" Nobuhiro Midorikawa flushed and snapped, "What does it matter to you? This isn't your concern!" Kogane Imai smiled and replied, "True, it's not my responsibility, but I'd like to remind you—Qin Feng hasn't died. His mistress has been kidnapped. What do you think he'll do?" Nobuhiro Midorikawa's face turned pale with fear and said, "He'll come here, rescue his mistress, and then demand my authority, won't he?" "Hakaga Ichiku nodded, 'Exactly!' 'But Hakaga-senpai, you've pulled away the top guards who were originally responsible for my safety—what now?' At first, he was worried, then suddenly smiled, 'With Hakaga-senpai here, even three Qin Feng won't be much of a challenge. This time, I'll be counting on you!' 'Not at all. It's a perfect opportunity—I've always wanted to try my hand at practicing the cultivation arts.' Hakaga Ichiku's right hand instinctively reached for the handle of his Japanese sword at his waist. Kagami Ichiro sat on the sofa, holding the Japanese sword in both hands and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of him. Then his wife will be yours—whatever you'd like to do, just do it!" Soon after, four off-road vehicles appeared on the road. Qin Feng focused his gaze and, through the back window of the second vehicle, spotted Yanada Kiyoko, her mouth taped and her hands bound behind her. "Damn it, it's definitely you, Nakamura Shun'nan. Today, I'm going to crush you to pieces!" he muttered, then summoned his flying sword and charged straight at the convoy at top speed. He knew there must be skilled fighters inside the villa, so he had to act early—otherwise, he'd be overwhelmed and unable to rescue Yanada Kiyoko. With his feet planted on the flying sword, he moved like a soaring eagle diving from the sky, swift and precise. Inside the villa, Kagami Ichiro, who had been meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and said firmly, "He's here!" "Then, please, hurry and deal with him, sir. Thank you so much." Nakamura Shun-nan bowed deeply, forming a ninety-degree angle, showing the utmost respect. "Master Nakamura, please stay right here. I will soon bring back Qin Feng's head." As soon as he finished speaking, Kaga Ichiku vanished before Nakamura Shun-nan's very eyes. Nakamura was stunned—he hadn't even been able to see how Kaga Ichiku had disappeared. "A true master indeed. This is what I call a true elite. Qin Feng's fate looks promising now." He murmured with deep admiration. The convoy continued its steady pace. The driver, by chance, noticed a figure resembling a human shape descending from the sky and diving toward them, instinctively pressing the brakes. Squeak… thud… Due to the sudden stop, the driver of the second vehicle failed to react in time and collided with the rear of the first vehicle, causing a significant dent in the front end. The third vehicle managed to brake in time, but was then struck forcefully by the fourth vehicle, ultimately colliding with the second one. Qin Feng stepped firmly onto the roof of the first vehicle, his force so strong that all the window panes shattered simultaneously, and the severely deformed roof crushed the occupants inside, leaving them completely immobile. Completing the pad step, he landed on the second vehicle, then raised his other foot and kicked the rear window glass. Crack! The glass shattered, and immediately, Qingzi was safely rescued. The two of them landed lightly. He first tore off the adhesive tape from Qingzi's mouth, then used his dagger to cut through the ropes. "Qin Sang," said Qingzi, now free, and immediately rushed into Qin's arms, her eyes brimming with tears of emotion. "It's all my fault. I should have left you alone in the hospital. You've suffered so much," he said gently. "It doesn't matter at all. I always believed that Qin Sang would come to save me, and indeed, you have arrived. I'm so delighted," she cried, overcome with joy. Four people started crawling out. Qin Feng furrowed his brow, lifting the hand that had been holding Qingzi, and his silenced pistol materialized in the air. He began rapidly firing. Pfft, pfft, pfft... The bullets exited the barrel and struck precisely at the foreheads of the attackers. Over a dozen people—none of them escaped. Those who dared to kidnap me, you have only one path: death. Since the pistol was silenced, Qingzi paid it little attention, weeping as she said, "Qin-san, how did you find your way here? They changed vehicles several times along the way!" Just as Qin Feng was about to reply, a slightly elderly voice interjected, "Chinese people, perhaps we should wait a little longer before indulging in tender sentiments. Don't you think the timing is off?"