Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

"Is it too late for me to go back to the college now? Actually, thinking about it carefully, not graduating isn't so bad. At least I won't have to worry about food, drink, or accommodation."

Fingel said, "Hearing you say that, I'm suddenly worried about how miserable my internship in Japan will be. Do we have any good news?"

"The good news is that we have someone who has lived in Japan for a period of time. Lu Mingfei is undoubtedly a strong person in the eyes of the Japanese branch. With him around, we won't be taken away and tortured as soon as we land."

Caesar scratched his head. "I'm not quite sure how the so-called strong are determined. If it's just based on strength alone, then Chu Zihang and I should be among the strong. What do you think?"

He looked at Chu Zihang, who was deep in thought with his head down, wanting his approval.

"What?"

Chu Zihang looked up, somewhat bewildered. Caesar's eyes twitched; they were clearly having a lively conversation, but Chu Zihang hadn't heard a word. However, considering the exceptionally arduous journey to Japan ahead, he suppressed his anger and repeated his question.

"Lu Mingfei is more qualified to speak on this issue. He defeated the young master of the Japanese branch and knows the other party's strength. We have not had contact with the people in the branch, so we have no benchmark to compare against."

Chu Zihang spoke very precisely. Although Caesar disliked such vague language, he knew that was Chu Zihang's personality. He turned his head to look at Lu Mingfei:

"Lu Mingfei, who do you think would win if I faced off against that young master?"

Caesar mentally assessed his chances of winning. He was very confident in himself; the student council was comprised of elites from all over the world, and he had risen to become the president of the student council from among them—truly an elite among elites.

He had learned some information about Japan and knew that it was a very small country, and that a second Caesar would probably not be born in such a small country.

Chu Zihang also looked at Lu Mingfei. He and Caesar were often evenly matched in the academy, so he was also looking forward to the answer to this question.

"Based on what I understand now, the two of you combined are probably only equivalent to one-third of Genjiro."

After finishing his sentence, Lu Mingfei added, "Yuan Zhisheng is the young master of the Japanese branch."

Caesar and Chu Zihang were stunned. This answer was far beyond their expectations. They were top agents from headquarters, and together they were enough to sweep away all the other students in the entire academy.

But according to Lu Mingfei, they didn't even have a chance to fight against Genjiro!

Even Caesar's arrogance and optimism couldn't accept this answer.

Fingel was even more decisive; he rolled his eyes and slumped into his chair. Even Caesar and Chu Zihang combined couldn't beat him, let alone someone as useless as him.

He mentally estimated how far he could endure the severe torture inflicted by the Japanese branch. He had heard that the Japanese liked to use honey traps, and he wondered if he could hold out until they sent out alluring beauties.

As Fingel thought to himself, he turned his head to look at the expressions on Caesar and Chu Zihang's faces. To his surprise, the two of them did not refute Lu Mingfei's words. Instead, they remained silent for a while before their fighting spirit was rekindled.

No, what exactly happened while I wasn't here? Caesar and Chu Zihang were both subtly following Lu Mingfei's lead, clearly believing in his words without a doubt. Even with such an unbelievable answer, they only paused for a few seconds before quickly accepting the fact.

Caesar, where's your pride? You've been so arrogant in the academy, shouldn't you be loudly refuting me now? What's with that "I know I'm weak but I'll try my best" expression?!

And Chu Zihang, the look in Lu Mingfei's eyes is already filled with the message, "I won't hold you back!"

Fingel patted his face, as if waking from a dream. He was somewhat unsure if this was still the Caesar and Chu Zihang he knew.

An eerie silence fell over the room. Fingel opened his mouth as if to speak, but then turned his head away and pretended to be dead.

Narita Airport, at this very moment, in the arrival and departure hall.

Kaoru Ayanokouji felt numb. Exclamations and hurried footsteps echoed in the hall. Turning her head, she saw men in black trench coats pouring in from different entrances, their cold and murderous eyes scanning the crowd and carving out a space in the crowded hall.

Kaoru recognized these guys; they were Japanese yakuza. A few weeks ago, they caused quite a stir here, taking a boy away from the lobby.

She turned her head in confusion to look at the other exit, but didn't see the boy. So the gangsters hadn't blocked the airport to pick someone up!

Xun immediately realized what was happening. Fortunately, she had been standing at the counter, and the airport security's direct dial phone was right next to her. She reached out and grabbed the phone.

Before he could even speak, the screech of brakes echoed outside the hall. Dozens of imposing Toyotas blocked the gangster's Mercedes at the back, and a group of men of different ages, dressed in suits, stepped out of the cars.

Xun was somewhat surprised. She recognized the cars as government vehicles and the men as government officials. They walked into the hall in an orderly fashion and stood opposite the gangsters.

Even the most arrogant gangsters wouldn't dare massacre so many Japanese officials, right? Maybe they'd know better and leave after a while. No! Maybe these officials were specifically targeting the gangsters! That's why they blocked all their cars; the Mercedes wouldn't be able to get out unless the Toyotas were moved!

Xun breathed a sigh of relief. But the next moment she saw a beautiful woman in a black uniform skirt walk out from behind the gangsters. Those fierce men actually showed respect to this woman, clearly she was their superior.

It's hard to believe that such a beautiful woman could lead so many gangsters. The woman lowered her head and pulled something out of her small bag.

What is she going to do?

The hall was deathly silent; everyone was watching her every move.

The woman unfolded what she was holding, and it turned out to be a huge banner!

She handed the banner to her subordinates behind her, and the bold, flowing characters appeared before them:

"Welcome to Japan, our specialist and Mr. Lu Mingfei!"

Kaoru was stunned. In the blink of an eye, she saw a young man walk out from among the officials. She recognized his face. It was Inoue Hiroshi, a rising politician who had suddenly appeared in the Tokyo Metropolitan Government. It was said that he had gained the support of many members of the Diet in a short period of time and wanted to nominate him as the new Prime Minister of Japan.

Inoue Hiroshi nodded to the woman and took out a banner he had prepared beforehand:

"Welcome to Japan, Mr. Lu Mingfei!"

Two huge banners occupied the center of the hall, one on the left and one on the right. Everyone could see the words flying in the air at a glance. Government officials and gangsters were standing together, and the person they came to pick up was the same person. People couldn't help but wonder what kind of big shot was coming out!

"Oh! Damn it! Weren't we supposed to keep a low profile?"

A man's voice came from in front of the counter, and Xun then realized that there were four men with different styles standing in front of her.

One of them, who was picking his nose and looked unkempt, rushed over to her the moment he saw her, grabbed her hand with the hand that had been picking his nose, and said things she couldn't understand.

She struggled to pull her hand away. Standing next to him was a handsome, aloof man with dark hair, who silently handed over his passport. Next to him was the man who had exclaimed earlier, with a head of blond hair that would make any woman feel inferior, combed back. But what was even more striking were the brown claw marks and unwiped shoe prints on his suit.

Kaoru felt a little sorry for him, seeing how handsome he was but so slovenly, and then she saw a face that looked somewhat familiar to her.

Lu Mingfei greeted Xun and then turned to look at the hall.

"Welcome to Japan, Mr. Lu Mingfei!"

Dozens of men in black suits bowed in unison, their solemn aura sweeping over the scene like an overwhelming tide.

"Oh, damn it!"

Caesar stared in disbelief. "Professor Guderian is discriminating again. He told me to keep a low profile, yet he let you throw such a grand welcoming ceremony... Damn it! What the hell is that banner! Why is your name so prominent, while Chu Zihang and I only got the title of 'headquarters specialist'?"