Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Onizuka Youming slammed the document shut, having already made his own decision.

Although he did not want to have anything to do with any nobles, sometimes he needed the help of the nobles, such as reorganizing the Shadow Wolf Special Forces.

The Shadow Wolf Special Forces were completely wiped out this time. There must be many people who were unhappy with them before who stood up and said that the special forces were a joke. They were just the product of Western garbage. The army of the Great Japanese Empire was no worse than the special forces.

If this happens, he will encounter great difficulties in reorganizing the Shadow Wolf Army.

On the contrary, if there was the support of the Jiujiao family, then this matter would be much easier.

Moreover, he had long wanted to reorganize the Shadow Wolf Special Forces.

In his eyes, the Shadow Wolf Army was still far behind, so although he was not very comfortable with the annihilation of the entire army, it was within his expectations.

So thinking of this, he slowly said: "Mr. Miyamoto, if that's the case, I will go with you to the Kujo family. But before that, I still have something to do."

Old Miyamoto was slightly stunned, not understanding what "thing" Onizuka Youming was talking about, but he still nodded, indicating that he was willing to wait.

Onitsuka Youming turned around and walked towards the black bear beside him.

Old Miyamoto finally came to his senses and looked at the black bear lying on the ground in a miserable state of death. He secretly marveled at the strength of Onizuka Youming.

He nodded, stepped aside, and watched quietly as Onizuka Youming began to skin the bear.

Onizuka Youming squatted down and skillfully groped the black bear's body with his hands. After finding the right position, he inserted his fingers like steel claws between the bear's skin and flesh, and pulled hard, and the bear's skin was torn in an instant.

Then, he used both hands to tear the opening open little by little.

At this moment, each of his fingers seemed to contain a tremendous force, and wherever they reached, the bear skin and flesh quickly separated.

The muscles in his sturdy arms were tense and veins bulged, as if they contained endless power.

Old Miyamoto was horrified as he watched from the sidelines. He had never seen anyone skin a bear so easily with bare hands.

Guizuka Youming's strength, speed and skills have reached an unimaginable level. He couldn't help but feel a little more in awe of Guizuka Youming.

After a while, a complete bear skin was peeled off by Guizhong Youming. He shook the bear skin to shake off the blood and meat, then skillfully rolled up the bear skin and carried it on his shoulders.

"Mr. Miyamoto, let's go."

Onitsuka Youming carried the bear skin and strode out of the woods with big strides.

Old Miyamoto hurriedly followed, and the two ninjas who were beaten by Onizuka Youming and vomited blood immediately got up and followed behind the two men.

And their identities are naturally retainers of the Kujo family.

Of course, they are just minor characters and are in no way comparable to old Miyamoto.

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One day later, at the Kujo family.

Three days later, at the Kujo family.

This is an ancient mansion built on the hillside.

He stood in a quiet forest halfway up the mountain.

The vermilion exterior wall looks solemn and full of vicissitudes under the sunlight.

The flying eaves, arches, carved beams and painted buildings, every detail demonstrates the glory and dignity of the Jiujo family for generations.

The gate of the mansion is made of thick nanmu wood and is inlaid with a copper animal head door knocker. After years of baptism, it still exudes a majestic atmosphere.

In front of the gate is a spacious courtyard planted with pine, cypress and cherry trees.

There is also a small pond in the courtyard, with colorful koi swimming in it and a few green lotus leaves floating on the water. When the breeze blows, the lotus leaves sway gently, creating ripples.

Onizuka Youming, Old Miyamoto and the others walked through the courtyard and along a bluestone path towards the main entrance of the mansion. On both sides of the path were neatly arranged stone lanterns with exquisite patterns carved on them. In the weak sunlight, they faintly exuded a sense of simplicity.

Walking into the main entrance, there is a spacious hall.

The floor of the hall is paved with smooth marble, and the walls are hung with some valuable calligraphy and paintings as well as some old Japanese weapons.

In the center of the hall stood a huge mahogany square table, surrounded by a dozen chairs.

At this time, there were not many people in the hall, only a few people who looked like retainers were talking in low voices.

Old Miyamoto led Onizuka Youming and others through the hall, along a corridor, and walked towards the backyard.

On both sides of the corridor are exquisite wooden railings, on which are carved various mythical beasts and flowers from legends, which are lifelike.

At the end of the corridor is an antique study.

The door of the study was half-open, and a faint scent of tea wafted out from inside.

Onizuka Youming and others gently pushed open the door and walked in.

The study was elegantly decorated, with several bookshelves placed around it, filled with various books and scrolls.

In the center of the study is an exquisite coffee table, on which is placed a set of exquisite tea sets.

At this time, Kujo Masao was sitting in front of the coffee table, brewing tea leisurely.

He was wearing a loose black kimono with a white belt tied around his waist, looking very elegant.

His hair was combed neatly, with a faint smile on his face, and his eyes revealed a hidden aura of wisdom.

Masao Kujo slowly picked up the teapot, rinsed the tea set twice with boiling water, then put the tea leaves into the teapot and poured in boiling water at nearly 90 degrees Celsius.

This is the best temperature for brewing tea, but few people can really grasp it.

But this is Kujo Masao's daily life.

He shook the teapot gently to allow the tea leaves to expand fully in the water.

Then he slowly poured the tea into the cup.

The tea in the teacup has a light green color and emits bursts of fragrance.

Masao Kujo picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, then closed his eyes and savored the taste of the tea.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Guizuka Youming and others, and said with a smile: "Guizuka-kun, you have worked hard all the way. Please take a seat."

Onizuka Youming hurried forward and sat down on the chair next to the coffee table.

Kujo Masao poured tea for him, and Onizuka Youming was a little flattered.

Although he disdained these nobles, these nobles also disdained him.

However, this was the first time that the head of the Kujo family personally poured tea for him.

He hurried to stop him, but unexpectedly, Kujo Masao waved his hand slightly.

He directly changed the subject of what Onitsuka Youming was about to say, "This is top-grade Longjing tea, produced in China. I hope Onitsuka-kun will like it."

Guizuka Youming quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip. He could feel the fragrance of the tea and the rich taste. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good tea! Mr. Kujo's tea ceremony is indeed superb. It is admirable."

Kujo Masao smiled and said, "Tea ceremony is not only an art, but also a practice. In the process of making tea, we can calm down, feel the beauty of life, and understand the true meaning of life."

After saying this, he refilled Onizuka Youming's tea, and then continued:

"Onitsuka-kun, from what I've heard about you, you're a lion on the grassland, and you like to live a carefree life. So I don't mean to tie you down at the Kujo family. I just hope you can do me a favor and bring my good-for-nothing son back from China!" (End of this chapter)