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In the past few days, although she had not gone out, she had heard a lot about the situation outside. Everyone was fighting over territory, competing for the land her father had fought for. Now that something had happened, no one dared to take on this mess, and they even came knocking at her door.
At this moment, Yan Wushuang appeared in front of the house, lowering her head as she slowly walked in. She squatted down in front of Misa, took her hand, and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, Miss Misa! Everything is my fault. I know that nothing I say now can make up for what I've done to you. But don't worry, I will leave here. I will go back and atone for my sins. Everything will calm down, and Long Yi will be yours—yours alone!"
"Wushuang, are you really planning to go back?" Yezi exclaimed in surprise, not expecting her to make such a decision.
Yan Wushuang held Misa's hand tightly and nodded. If she didn't go back, that man might do something even crazier. Eliminating a Yamaguchi-gumi was something he could accomplish with just a snap of his fingers. Just this alone had already burdened her with the debt of thousands of lives. She didn't want any more tragedies to occur; Mr. Yamamoto's death had already taught her a heavy lesson.
In this lifetime, she would never escape his grasp. Everyone who had helped her would also be implicated. This incident had already proven his words from the beginning.
"If you leave, what will happen to Long Yi?" Misa suddenly spoke up, softly uttering a few words.
Yan Wushuang tightened her grip on Misa's hand and looked at her tear-streaked face, hoarsely saying, "Misa, Long Yi is you; my Long Ze is already dead."
Gritting her teeth and nodding, Misa understood the meaning behind her words. In the dimly lit room, several girls cried together. But when Misa stepped out of the room again, a strong expression replaced her tearful face. Even though her father was gone, the Yamamoto Family still existed; she Yamamoto Misa and Yamamoto Ryuichi were still here!
"Misa, you finally came out!" Outside the hall, five or six influential bosses from the gang were waiting for her.
"I know why you are here today. My father has long conveyed his intentions to me, and I believe those present are aware of them as well." Misa wore plain mourning clothes as she navigated among them.
The men exchanged glances and felt somewhat reassured; as long as they weren't being asked to take that position right now.
During their conversation, several attendants rushed in and whispered into their respective bosses' ears. It turned out that Solomon had started acting again, assassinating several other bosses in the gang. If no one stepped up now, they might be the next to die tomorrow!
In the current situation, whoever took on the leadership role would die early; each of them was afraid of death and thus sought out Yamamoto Misa together.
Misa looked at these insincere people and didn't want to engage further with them. Standing tall in front of them, she firmly declared, "Stop arguing! The reason my father gave Long Yi the Yamamoto surname is that Long Yi is the heir he believed in. From now on, Long Yi will be the pillar of my Yamamoto Family and the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi!"
After the words were spoken, everyone silently looked at Misa, but Long Yi was currently unconscious. How could he take charge of the situation?
"Everyone, rest assured, Long Yi has awakened. It's just that he was injured in the explosion and underwent surgery, so his body is still weak. Give him two more days, and he will be able to personally handle the affairs of the organization," the family doctor Eternal River stepped forward at this moment to support Misa's decision.
In the hall, various opinions were expressed, but they were all suppressed by Misa's firm words. Although they wanted to occupy that position, they hesitated due to the circumstances and dared not sit there. Since that was the case, let those who dared to take that position do so!
With things having come to this point, they said no more and waited to see how that young man would meet his end.
Long Ze was still in a chaotic state of unconsciousness. In his dreams, he saw many scenes from his life—everything he had experienced since birth. He watched himself make vows with Wushuang under the moonlight and saw the Great Yan Kingdom gradually being conquered by the Celestial Empire. Finally, he even saw himself jump off a cliff.
It turned out he had followed Wushuang off the cliff to arrive in this world. In his unconscious state, he vaguely felt a pair of hands tightly holding his own. That familiar touch told him it was Wushuang by his side.
Yan Wushuang had already made up her mind to leave. Tonight was her last night with him. After tonight, she would return to that demon's side and would never be able to see him again!
She held his hand and rubbed it against her cheek, whispering words of longing and reluctance in his ear. Tears as big as beans rolled down her face. "In this life, we are fated not to be together; I hope we can continue our fate in the next life!"
The sky was beginning to show a hint of dawn. Wushuang had been gazing at his face all night because she knew they would never meet again. She was afraid she would forget what General Longze looked like, so she wanted to remember every smile and frown of his—even his sleeping face—deep in her heart.
She got up and approached the head of the bed, leaning boldly closer to his cheek. After hesitating for a long time, she gently kissed Long Ze's pale lips—a passionate kiss representing all her feelings for him. In this life, she would lock this love deep within her heart so that no one could take it away.
Ye Zi also hadn't slept all night and was waiting for her outside the door early in the morning. Wushuang reluctantly looked at the still-sleeping man; she really couldn't linger any longer. Gritting her teeth, she ran out with tears in her eyes.
Yan Wushuang did not say goodbye to Misa; everything that needed to be said had already been expressed yesterday. She believed Misa would take good care of Long Ze during his recovery.
Ye Zi chased after Wushuang as they ran out together. In the bustling streets, she didn’t know where to go and wandered aimlessly through the crowd. Such an extraordinary beauty walking on the street undoubtedly attracted the attention of passersby.
When she ran out of the Yamamoto Family, Rafas received the news immediately, and Faisal couldn't hold back as he took Yezi away, leaving Wushuang all alone on the street.
Looking at this unfamiliar place and the strange glances from passersby, Wushuang crossed her arms around herself, lowering her head to avoid their gaze. Yezi was nowhere to be seen; she remembered that Yezi had clearly followed her out. Where had she gone?
Not far behind her, a black luxury Mercedes followed her closely. The man inside watched her helpless and lost demeanor, expressionless as he lit a cigar, coldly observing everything outside the car window.
Yan Wushuang, is this the outcome you wanted to see today?
A few rough-looking men approached her. Upon seeing Wushuang's exposed delicate skin and her pitifully beautiful face, they were instantly filled with lewd thoughts. The men surrounded Wushuang, disregarding the onlookers, openly making advances on her in the street.
"What do you want? Go away, go away!" Wushuang couldn't speak Japanese and barely understood what they were saying. Fearfully, she hugged herself tightly and widened her eyes, looking around for help.
The man in the car watched with amusement. Without him, where could she go? Who else could protect her? Did she still fantasize about Long Ze coming to save her? Ridiculous!
Wushuang was increasingly surrounded by the men. One of them boldly reached out to touch her fair cheek and lewdly attempted to wrap his arms around her slender waist.
"Help me..." Wushuang broke down. In this bustling street, not a single person was willing to lend a hand.
"Little beauty, stop shouting; no one will dare to meddle. Just behave and play with us!" one of the men said excitedly in Japanese as he grabbed Wushuang, trying to drag her into a nearby alley.
"Help me... let go..." Wushuang struggled with all her might but was still pulled into the alley by them.
"Ah..." As she desperately screamed for help, one of the men suddenly let out a scream accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.
Yan Wushuang looked at the man who had suddenly appeared before her, her heart sinking. He... had finally shown up again!
Yan Wushuang stood there in a daze, staring at him. He was as serious and indifferent as a statue of death, effortlessly knocking down the few men who tried to make light of her.
The narrow alley suddenly became extremely crowded as Rafas stepped closer to her. The silver mask he wore glinted with a faint light, sending chills down Yan Wushuang's spine in this situation.
What did he want to do to her? How did he plan to punish her?
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Yan Wushuang simply closed her eyes tightly, not daring to face his penetrating black gaze. However, after shutting her eyes, her body began to tremble even more. She was scared and panicked; just one look from him was enough to terrify her to this extent. It was evident how terrifying this man could be if he were to unleash his fury!
“Ah…” Cries of agony erupted around her. Yan Wushuang had no idea what was happening; she dared not open her eyes, fearing the sight of blood everywhere and even more afraid to confront him.
Rafas's tall figure stood in front of her, completely overshadowing her petite frame. The brutal scene behind him was blocked from view; any woman bold enough to provoke him should be prepared to face his punishment.
The men in black behind him severed the hands of those who had harassed her and, finding them too noisy, cut out their tongues. Before long, several eyeballs lay scattered on the ground…
A strong smell of blood spread throughout the alley. Yan Wushuang could no longer tolerate the overwhelming stench and turned away, covering her mouth and nose, trying to suppress the urge to vomit.
“My Wushuang, you can take your time to vomit later! But if you can't handle this little appetizer, then what I have prepared for you next will surely make you lose your courage!” Rafas leaned closer to her, his tone icy and devoid of the previous flirtation. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, never once touching her; he merely exhaled warm breath near her ear while uttering those chilling words.
He had succeeded; Yan Wushuang was so terrified by his words that there was not a trace of color left on her face. What did he mean by that? Did he intend to use someone else to threaten her?
Yezi? It must be Yezi! After escaping from the Yamamoto Family and coming out onto the street, it seemed she hadn’t heard Yezi calling out to her from behind anymore. Had he…?
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