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Originally, Genjiro wanted to stay here and wait for Erii to wake up, but after thinking about it, he decided to give Lin Ye and Erii some private space, so he left with the others.

"Well!"

When Erii woke up, the first thing she saw was Lin Ye sitting by the bed.

The boy looked over with a gentle smile, bent down, and gently hugged the girl. "Eri, you're finally awake."

Erii wrote in her notebook, "Lin Ye, how long have I been asleep?"

Lin Ye chuckled and joked, "You've been asleep for a thousand years."

"Well?!!"

Erii's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, and even her cherry-red lips formed an "O" shape.

"Haha, I was just kidding, I only slept for one day." Lin Ye couldn't help but laugh when he saw how cute the girl was.

"Phew, it's so dangerous."

Erii finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If she had slept for a thousand years, how many wonderful things would she and Lin Ye have missed!

Lin Ye then asked with concern, "Eri, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling any better?"

Erii carefully felt it, and then wrote in her notebook: "It's much better. Erii has never felt so comfortable before."

"It seems Erii's control over her bloodline has strengthened again. Keep up the good work!" Lin Ye encouraged her with a smile.

He didn't mention that this was the bone and blood potion he and Genji had obtained by venturing deep into the earth and risking their lives. It was also something he and Genji had agreed on, so that Erii wouldn't feel worried or even guilty.

To some extent, this positive encouragement inspires more confidence.

As soon as the boy finished speaking, Erii threw herself into his arms.

"What's wrong, Eri?"

Lin Ye was taken aback, clearly sensing Erii's intense emotional fluctuations.

“Lin Ye, when I was asleep, I had a very long dream. In the dream, you and my brother helped me find a cure, and in the end, you died in that place.”

Erii's face was sad, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Oh dear, it was just a dream. I'm perfectly fine. And even if it was a dream, why did I die in it?"

Lin Ye offered words of comfort, both amused and exasperated.

"Because in that dream, you gave up your chance to live to your brother, and in the end, your brother brought me a healing potion... Lin Ye, you must promise Erii that you will never leave Erii again."

The girl solemnly extended her little finger.

"Silly girl, of course I won't leave Erii. Even if you kick me out, I won't leave. I'll stick by your side from now on."

Lin Ye also extended his little finger and hooked it with the girl's little finger.

Their little fingers were tightly hooked together.

"Great!"

Erii nestled happily into the boy's arms.

Lin Ye, equally moved, embraced the girl, feeling the softness and warmth between their bodies.

Unwittingly, Lin Ye's gaze fell upon the outside of the secret chamber.

Both figures looked over in this direction, their faces filled with relief and blessings.

The former is Minamoto no Waki, and the latter is Tachibana no Masamune.

Upon seeing the latter's figure, Lin Ye's smile widened even further.

That bastard, this debt needs to be settled properly...

Chapter 85: Unconventional Strategies, Gifts, and the Orange Dog's Howl

Dark clouds rolled and gathered.

Branching lightning ripped through the sky, and torrential rain poured down.

Even though it wasn't night yet, the sky was already terrifyingly dark, as if it had been splashed with thick ink. The rain poured down, turning into thick columns of water that crashed down, and sharp streaks of water shot out from the ancient glazed tiles.

This is an ancient shrine. Each of the eight corners of the eaves is carved with a stone dragon with wings on its back. They are carved so lifelike that every scale on their bodies is full of texture.

Pale white lightning bolts pierced the dark wasteland, illuminating the eyes of the carved stone dragons with an extremely ferocious light. They roared to the sky in the wind and rain, spreading their wings as if ready to launch a fierce attack at any moment.

In the courtyard of the shrine, a century-old cherry tree is in full bloom.

The wind and rain carried white cherry blossoms, which drifted and landed on the heads and shoulders of the men in black trench coats. But the men remained unmoved, their eyes scanning like hawks, constantly watching their surroundings. If any change occurred, they would immediately draw the guns and swords tucked in their trench coats and unleash a deadly attack.

These people are all elite members of the Snake Clan, each possessing at least B-level dragon blood and rich hunting experience. Tonight, they are responsible for the security of this shrine, but they are only guarding the outer perimeter of the shrine. Inside the shrine, there are also many powerful auras lurking.

It can be said that this shrine is an impregnable fortress tonight. Even if an army of hundreds of people were to attack it, they would not be able to break through it, and would instead face the fiercest counterattack from those inside.

For the true powerful figures in Tokyo, even without such strong security, no one or any force would dare to touch this shrine.

Because this shrine itself is the biggest taboo in all of Tokyo.

It is none other than the family shrine of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

Its status is extremely high within the entire Snake Clan, and it can be said to be a symbol of its spiritual significance, representing the strong cohesion and soul of a family.

The Snake Clan is the most powerful family force in all of Japan, and each patriarch is even secretly called the Shadow Emperor, which shows how terrifying their power is.

And how could the family shrine of such a powerful family in Japan not be important?

Generally, the members of the Snake Clan are only summoned to this clan meeting when the clan suffers a devastating blow, to make decisions on how to deal with the disaster. It can be said that every thought that comes out of this meeting is related to the future political and commercial trends of Tokyo and even the whole of Japan.

Not to mention that the government wouldn't dare to cause sabotage, even if a force deliberately sabotaged it, the government would be trembling with fear and extreme panic, because this often means that a battle is about to break out in the country, and the ferocity of it is far beyond the government's control.

Tonight, the head of the Snake Clan is meditating at this shrine, supposedly praying for his daughter Erii to be free from her illness.

This undoubtedly touched the hearts of the people.

The patriarch is usually extremely busy, even busier than the prime minister. Now, he has finally managed to cancel many important meetings due to this torrential rain, but he still didn't rest. Instead, he braved the heavy rain to come to the family shrine and pray that the gods here could bless his daughter Erii, grant her health and happiness, and free her from the torment of illness.

Erii's illness was no secret within the Hebi-Hachi family; almost everyone knew about it, and it had been going on for many years. Now that Tachibana Masamune had come to pray for her, he must have felt guilty about neglecting his daughter.

Therefore, this place will definitely be heavily guarded tonight.

……

Rumble!

The branching, pale lightning illuminated the murals in the main hall.

It was like entering a hellish realm of gods, where countless grotesque Yakshas and Asuras, along with naked female ghosts, intertwined and twisted like snakes, yet their狰狞 faces wore expressions of pure enjoyment.

However, upon closer inspection, one will find that these demons are not enjoying themselves at all; rather, their faces are contorted in agony. Their lower bodies are submerged in lava, which is like the flames of hell, constantly burning them.

The demons were entangled with each other, each trying to pull the other down so they could escape the flames. The wind and rain howled sharply, like the wailing of the demons.

There is no other ukiyo-e print in the world that is so shocking.

If a normal person saw this horrific mural, they would inevitably feel all sorts of fear of the so-called hell. They might be scared away immediately, or they might be so frightened that they would collapse to the ground, their pants dripping with yellowish-white fluid.

Inside the shrine, an elderly man dressed in a black kimono sat on a central prayer cushion. A pale white flash of light illuminated his imposing face, which was serene yet dignified.

It was none other than Tachibana Masamune, the patriarch of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

At this moment, the old man was not meditating or praying for blessings, but staring intently at a stack of photos in his hand, which showed scenes of Lin Ye and Erii spending time together.

Most of the scenes depict the two people leaning on each other.

If the photos Tachibana Masamune had seen before were merely the beginning of their love, then this moment undoubtedly showed that love had already blossomed, and that they were filled with affection for each other. The boy and girl gazed at each other, and there was no one else in sight.

As Tachibana Masamune continued to look through the photos, his breathing gradually became heavy.

The veins on his forehead bulged, dozens of times more exaggerated than Yuan Zhisheng's previous rage. The old man gritted his teeth as he stared at the boy in the photo, his aged hands holding the photo trembling uncontrollably.

If any member of the Snake Clan were to see Tachibana Masamune's hideous, greedy, and lewd old face at this moment, they would surely feel like a stranger.

Because in ordinary times, Tachibana Masamune is more like a dignified old man. He is diligent and selfless in his dedication to his family, and when necessary, he will charge into the battlefield like a samurai, facing a life-or-death situation.

At this moment, Tachibana Masamune perfectly embodied the essence of greed and lewdness, even elevating it to a higher level. It's truly unimaginable that someone could evoke feelings of anger and hatred, and even feel indescribably disgusting, simply through facial expressions.

The old man was upright, his eyes bloodshot.

Upon seeing Erii's stunning smile and figure in the photo, I felt an urge to pounce on her immediately.

But then he saw their little fingers tightly hooked together, and the happiness radiating from Lin Ye and Erii's faces was like a thousand long thorns, piercing Tachibana Masamune's twisted heart, leaving it riddled with holes and bleeding profusely.

His face was filled with a mad, murderous intent.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Lin Ye, how dare you! You deserve to die, you know that?!"

Looking at Lin Ye's face, Tachibana Masamune let out a ferocious roar, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

He felt as if his prey had been defiled, as if he had been slapped in the face. He also felt that his beloved treasure was being coveted by something else. He even wanted to tear Lin Ye's clothes apart and make the boy and girl cry out beneath him.

Tachibana Masamune jumped directly to the front of the main hall and pushed all the statues over. Not only that, he stomped on them, crushing their hands, feet, and heads to pieces.

"Patriarch, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

Upon hearing the terrifying commotion coming from inside the hall, the clansmen responsible for guarding outside rushed over immediately.

But before they could even break down the door, Tachibana Masamune's demonic roar echoed from inside the palace.

"roll!!!"

"Ha, hai!"

Upon hearing the roar coming from inside the hall, the clansman immediately retreated in fear.

Since Tachibana Masamune was able to roar like that, it means that the other party is definitely not in any danger, or at least his personal safety is guaranteed.

But why was the other party so furious?

Not long ago, the patriarch patted him on the shoulder with a kind expression, saying that it would be hard for these clansmen to guard the area tonight, but in the blink of an eye, he was so furious.

As the clansmen retreated, they couldn't resist their curiosity. They raised their heads slightly, peered through the latticed wooden window, and stealthily looked inside.

With just one glance, the tribesman was so frightened that he trembled and his soul almost jumped out of his body.

Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered, casting an eerie atmosphere. Tachibana Masamune was stomping the images of deities to pieces, and still not satisfied, he continued to stomp on them furiously.

The other party had disheveled hair and looked like a demon.