?Mobile reading This trip to the Sun Kingdom, Qin, the young lord, chose to fly on his sword. The eight-zero electronic book After flying over the sea for nearly two hours, he spotted the coastline. Since it was evening, no one knew of his arrival. Before coming here, he had done thorough research—on the traditional martial arts masters of the Sun Kingdom, their respective regions of activity, and specifically on the Yamauchi Group. He had learned from the side that, including the previous incident at the Kaga mountain, and the Kaga mountain master and the Wuzheng Sect's abbot, all of them had received financial support from the Yamauchi Group. Since the Yamauchi Group was no longer content to remain passive, they naturally became the first and most immediate target. Kyoto—the headquarters of the Yamauchi Group. Yoshikawa Heitaro was at a loss—his contact with Kaga Ichiro had been lost for several days. Later, through secret channels, he learned that the Wuzheng Sect had also lost contact with their abbot. Even a simple person could see that both of their missions had completely failed. He couldn't understand how two such outstanding masters, coming all the way to China, could fail to defeat Qin Feng. Before him lay a dossier on Qin's younger brother, but the contents were superficial—only a few people in China knew his true identity, and these crucial details had never been written down. He had gone through the dossier several times, yet beyond his military background, he found nothing of real significance. Based solely on this document, Qin Feng appeared nothing special at all. "Chosen cultivators of the Chinese realm," he muttered, tapping the table firmly. "Bring someone—notify the acting headmaster of the Jiahe Sect. Say that Headmaster Jiahe Yimù may have perished in China. Urgent—have them find reinforcements immediately. Otherwise, the enemy might come to retaliate!" He didn't know Qin Feng had already arrived; he was merely exaggerating, hoping to rouse the Jiahe Sect into action. It is said that the Kaga school, besides its ninja, also possesses other exceptional masters—masters of truly formidable strength. Kiyokawa Heitaro had no clear idea of what kind of masters these were, so he adopted this approach, pressing the acting head of the school to make a choice. Hmmm... A gust of wind blew through, and he raised his head with mild confusion. He was certain that just moments ago, the doors and windows had been closed. Where had the wind come from? He didn’t dwell on it much, and his gaze returned to the document. “Will this be useful?” a cold voice echoed from behind him. Startled, he nearly bumped his head on the side table, rolling awkwardly to one side, and reaching for the Japanese sword on the shelf, turning to ask, “Who is that?” “Hahahaha,” Qin Feng laughed coldly, “Will holding a sword be of any use? If I wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead a hundred times over!” Although they had only just met, Keikawa Hidetaro had been studying Qin Feng’s photographs almost every day, so much so that he had already deeply imprinted the man’s appearance in his mind. When he first saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face, his legs began to tremble: “Qin Feng… you… you… how did you come here!” Qin, throwing a flying dagger, knocked the Japanese sword from the other’s hands and said, “We are enemies. Why shouldn’t I come?” “Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding,” he quickly insisted. “Misunderstanding? Our direct confrontations have not been limited to just twice,” Qin shook his head. “Moreover, you’ve supported several others on multiple occasions to come to China and create trouble for me, Keikawa—today is your final day!” “Please spare me! I can offer you a great deal of money—any amount you wish—I’ll give it to you,” he pleaded, continuing to beg for mercy. Qin smiled and said, “You’re dreaming if you think money can buy your life.” First, the early Qin didn't lack money—nowadays, he wasn't short of funds at all. Second, even if he needed money, he would go fetch it himself; he wouldn't have to rely on Giyūn Hidetaro. Giyūn Hidetaro was genuinely terrified, bowing low on the ground with his back hunched, exclaiming, "Not only will I give you money—I can offer you a high status, even the highest position! If you wish, I can even hand over the entire Yamaguchi-gumi!" Knowing clearly the strength of his opponent, he had absolutely no will to resist. "What's the point of having a mafia? I've never really been interested in getting involved in such a life," Qin Feng said, extending his hand. The Eastern-style sword that had been knocked down earlier automatically flew back to him. Drawing his long sword, he coldly remarked, "You're lucky to die under your own weapon!" With that, he plunged the sword down forcefully, pinning Giyūn Hidetaro firmly to the wooden floor. Giyūn Hidetaro's body convulsed violently, then his head tilted to one side, and he Then came their key branches across the country—once targeted by Qin Feng, no one could survive. In just one night, the Yamaguchi Group, which had dominated the Sun Kingdom for several decades, was completely shattered. Most of its mid-to-senior executives were killed, leaving only minor, insignificant figures behind. No one knew who had done it. The police meticulously examined every scene, yet found no useful leads. After a simple change of appearance, Qin, the young man, settled into a luxury hotel, took a soothing hot bath, rested, and then resumed his operations. He bowed solemnly, bowing every thirty minutes. "Senior Ancestor..." "Senior Ancestor..." It wasn't until sunset that a hoarse voice echoed from the cave: "Who has been disturbing me all day outside? Have you forgotten the training rituals of the Kaga family? To interrupt my meditation without permission is to seal your fate!" The middle-aged man quickly bowed while explaining, "Senior Ancestor, I did not intend to disturb your meditation. The Kaga family is now in dire straits—the family's foremost master and the current head of the lineage have both passed away. Our enemies have already arrived in the Sun Kingdom and will reach our Kaga sect soon." "Indeed, both the foremost master and the head of the lineage are gone," the hoarse voice rose in urgency. "What has happened? How could you, these ungrateful descendants, have reduced such a vast and esteemed family to this? You dare to live among us?" The man, deeply ashamed, spoke with a tone of sorrow and indignation, recounting the events in detail. Certainly, he would not align himself with Qin Feng, but instead portray Qin Daxiao as a thoroughly incorrigible villain, and depict the brothers Kaga Ichiro and Kaga Isamu as heroic figures who champion the underdog and strengthen the weak. Upon hearing his account, the hoarse voice erupted in anger: "How dare the Huaxia cultivators come to the Sun Kingdom to target our Kaga clan! They must have the courage of a lion facing a tiger!"