The chat group owner is really busy.

Jiang Nan put down the teacup.

"Don't stand, take a seat! Although they are unexpected guests, they are still guests. Mai serves tea to entertain the guests, but don't let the guests say that we are impolite."

"Tea ceremony?"

As the most outstanding cowherd, Genjiro's understanding of the tea ceremony has reached the pinnacle.

Every time he performs tea ceremony on stage, he can attract a lot of beautiful women.

However, when he saw the large teacup in front of him, he fell silent.

Jiang Nan noticed Yuan Zhinu's stiff expression, so he said in a mean way.

"Don't mind it! I prefer the Chinese way of drinking tea. It's domineering, simple, and filling. I don't like those cumbersome and complicated etiquettes. If you want to drink tea, you should drink it properly. What's the point of making it like an acrobatic performance?"

Yuan Zhinu could only sigh.

A good guest should not be disappointed if the host greets him with a non-Japanese tea ceremony.

"Try it, this is the best Xinyang Maojian."

Jiang Nan picked up his teacup.

141. Chapter 141, Sinking the Island Nation

The Dragon King would not resort to poisoning, would he?

Yuan Zhisheng's heart was full of doubts.

But seeing Ange drinking tea without fear, Yuan Zhisheng also started drinking it.

The taste was unexpectedly good.

However, Minamoto no Chijo and Minamoto no Chisei did not notice that Uesugi Yue was staring at them.

Kinship is a wonderful thing.

Even if it was the first time we met, that indescribable sense of déjà vu would keep appearing.

Uesugi Yue felt that the two children of similar age in front of him were very cute. How great it would be if they were his own children!

But he knew that he had no heirs, because he wanted the emperor's fate to end in his generation.

After drinking tea.

Jiang Nan knocked on the table and said mysteriously.

"Don't you want to know what I'm going to do?"

Everyone was silent for a while.

Jiang Nan said, why don’t you respond? How can I pretend to be cool if you don’t respond?

Ange coughed lightly.

"Please say!"

Jiang Nan nodded with satisfaction.

"This story begins 1 years ago..."

"Isn't it a bit too long?"

Ange asked.

Jiang Nan thought about it and realized that the White King’s history was indeed quite long.

"Well, let me just summarize it briefly. I want to sink the Japanese island."

Yuan Zhisheng stood up instantly.

His eyes burned with a chilling coldness.

Genjitsu smiled.

But the smile was cold.

As expected, the Dragon King was just as cruel as the legend said.

Destroy the world at any time.

This show of hospitality is a complete pretense.

At this time, Lu Mingfei was leaning against a door not far away, watching quietly.

He knew the group leader did this on purpose.

Although bombing the White King's lair might indeed lead to the sinking of the Japanese island.

But this is not a bad thing.

Everyone's body was tense.

Caesar grasped his sword, Dictato.

Chu Zihang gently unzipped the baseball bag.

"Don't be so excited! Japan will sink sooner or later anyway, so why not just let it sink now? As the saying goes, everyone dies, whether it's early or late."

Jiang Nan was not afraid at all.

When you play, have fun.

Lu Mingfei yawned and looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng was also looking at Lu Mingfei. He knew that the moment he pulled out the knife, an even more terrifying knife would be placed on his neck.

Finally Ange spoke.

"Everyone sit down."

As the oldest dragon slayer, everyone present can be said to be his juniors.

Except for the fierce ghosts.

Crow and Yasha belong to the executive department of the Japanese branch of Kassel School.

So he can be considered as Angers' junior.

Yuan Zhisheng loosened his grip on the knife handle and sat back in the chair.

There was a hint of disappointment in Jiang Nan's eyes.

After all, passionate and impulsive young people are fun.

"I don't think you meant what you said literally."

Ange said calmly.

"What if I said it literally!"

Jiang Nan thought it was very funny and said so.

This is provocation.

Ange grabbed the folding knife in his pocket.

The moment he moves, others will also move.

"Okay, okay, don't be so nervous, it's just a joke."

"This joke is not funny."

The crow breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was not afraid of death, he felt unwilling to die like this.

"Now do you have the patience to listen to me slowly?"

Jiang Nan picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

This time everyone was silent.

"The story probably starts about 1 years ago..."

The story isn’t actually that hard to summarize.

Ten thousand years ago, the White King awakened and caused great destruction.

This directly led to a magnitude 10 earthquake on the Japanese island, followed by a tsunami, storms, volcanic eruptions and tornadoes.

The burial place of gods, Takama-ga-hara, slid into the deep sea abyss at a depth of 8500 meters during the earthquake.

Now the White King has revived, but is still sleeping.

The moment he wakes up, the accident that happened ten thousand years ago will happen again.

Jiang Nan wants to blow up Bai Wang’s lair.

The awakening of the White King will cause a huge earthquake, and a magnitude 10 earthquake will likely cause Japan to sink.

So it is equivalent to Jiang Nan blowing up Japan.

What Jiang Nan said was undoubtedly very explosive.

Yuan Zhisheng felt unwell.

Instead, it was Yuan Zhinv who looked excited.

Because in the legends of the fierce ghosts, the gods are sleeping in the gods' burial place. When the gods return, the road to the underworld will open, and these hybrids who have turned into ghosts will have the opportunity to evolve into pure-blooded dragons.

"From what you said, you want to kill the White King."

Jiang Nan nodded.

"That's pretty much what it means."

Ange was silent.

Because if the White King really is resurrected, then it would be a big deal.

The power of the White King is not something that the four elemental kings can match.

"Don't look so sad, smile. You are the audience and you are not participating in it, so just watch it! Watch this grand performance."

Jiang Nan stood up.

The Kuroishi Residence is in a great location, close to the Atami sea where you can see the vast coast.

Standing on the second floor, you can see the direction of Jiyuan.

This is the best seat in the audience.

They will witness the resurrection of the White King, the birth of disaster, and the terrifying corpse guard.

In the future, Su Enxi will spend $2 million to hijack the US fleet and kill the corpse guards.

……

……

Everyone came to the second floor.

Sofas, popcorn and various drinks are ready on the second floor.

Jiang Nan picked a suitable sofa and sat on it.

In front of him was the endless sea.

The waves crashed against the rocks incessantly.

The lights at night cast tiny glimmers on the sea surface.

Here stands the lonely throne.

"Take a seat! The fun is about to begin. If you miss it, you'll really miss it."

Jiang Nan motioned for everyone to take their seats.

The show is about to begin.

Everyone looked at each other.

Lu Mingfei was blocking the crowd.