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

"Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tachibana Masamune, the head of the Tachibana family, and also the head of the Snake-Headed Eight Families."

Tachibana Masamune smiled and shook hands with Caesar and the others, introducing them to the identities of the others, "This is Genjiro, the head of the Minamoto family, and also the director of the Japanese branch's executive bureau. The one next to you is the head of the Uesugi family. She and you have a very good relationship."

Caesar was taken aback. He hadn't expected that this girl would be one of the highest-ranking figures in the underworld. This was more than just a good relationship. From the moment they entered, the head of the Uesugi family pulled Lu Mingfei to sit in the main seat, and the two of them were as intimate as a couple deeply in love.

The atmosphere at the meeting was quite strange. Genji remained silent, just staring at them coldly with a solemn expression, which was very much in line with Caesar's impression of underworld leaders. How could such a young man have already become the director of the executive bureau?

Caesar felt a bit of pressure, while Tachibana Masamune exuded a natural and friendly composure, looking like an ordinary retired old man.

"You're Genjiro?"

Chu Zihang looked at Yuan Zhisheng with a scrutinizing gaze. Caesar paused for a moment before realizing what was happening and looked at the young man as well.

"You know me?"

Genji frowned, suppressing his displeasure as he shifted his gaze to Caesar and Chu Zihang. Logically speaking, this was the first time these two specialists from headquarters had seen him.

As for Fingel, everyone tacitly ignored him, and Fingel himself was happy to be ignored. While the others were talking, he was busy eating the tea and snacks on the table, stuffing his mouth full of various kinds of pastries.

Tachibana Masamune picked up the teapot and poured Fingel a cup of hot tea. The tea snacks were meant to be eaten with the tea, as they would be too dry to eat on their own. He saw that Fingel's face was already red from suffocating, and he looked like he was about to suffocate.

Lu Mingfei was busy talking to Erii. This usually aloof girl now had endless things to say, sharing recent events with Lu Mingfei in her notebook, or taking out newly bought toys from her bag to show him.

— Tachibana Masamune finally understood why Erii was unusually quiet and staying with them today. Usually, she would take out her game console and play games at times like this. Clearly, there was something more important to this girl now.

Caesar and Chu Zihang were confronting Genjiro. Tachibana Masamune hesitated for a moment but did not intervene. After all, this was a matter between young people, and he was also curious about what kind of sparks Genjiro could create with the elites of headquarters.

"That feels so good, thank you so much, Mr. Masamune!"

Fingel said with teary eyes, "This poor fellow has clearly been won over by this cup of hot tea."

But a moment later, he clicked his tongue and glanced at Tachibana Masamune with a hint of regret. He thought that if it were a beautiful young girl sitting there, he would definitely offer himself to her without hesitation. Unfortunately, she was just an old man with white hair, and he didn't have anything to offer. He could only express his gratitude in words.

Tachibana Masamune's eyes twitched. He had no idea what kind of rude thing Fingel was thinking. He glanced at the copper kettle on the tea table. If he remembered correctly, he had just poured boiling water for Fingel.

But now Fingel has started to grab the snacks and munch on them, and his eating manners reveal a certain unrestrained and wild attitude. Tachibana Masamune can't help but feel a sense of awe and thinks that as expected of a specialist from headquarters, he can actually endure the pain of his mouth being scalded by boiling water and choose to cover up his loss of composure by eating!

"You are very strong."

Chu Zihang looked directly into Yuan Zhisheng's eyes. "That's why I want to spar with you."

"What do you mean by that?"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned. He could feel the fighting spirit emanating from Chu Zihang when he faced him. He was a little confused as to whether these people really knew that he was in Japan as an exchange student. Strictly speaking, when they landed, the Japanese branch was their superior.

Judging from Chu Zihang's expression, they clearly did not have this awareness.

"Are you trying to intimidate me and the Snake-Headed Eight Family?"

Anger surged within Yuan Zhisheng, and he questioned in a deep voice. He rarely got this angry, but ever since he met Lu Mingfei, Crow had said that he seemed like a different person, practically a walking, flammable, and explosive gas canister:

"I am the young lord of the Snake-Headed Eight Family, and the director of the Japanese branch's executive bureau. Do you think that defeating me will make your family submit to you?"

He was mentally prepared. As long as Chu Zihang nodded, he would stand up without hesitation and accept Chu Zihang's challenge. They had brought this upon themselves, so Lu Mingfei couldn't really say anything in this situation.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced sideways at Lu Mingfei, and in his rage, his gaze toward Chu Zihang grew increasingly sharp, his eyes gleaming with a sharp, piercing light.

Chu Zihang was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at Caesar:

"Are my words likely to cause people to overthink?"

Caesar nodded without hesitation, and even added fuel to the fire:

"Yeah, if I didn't know you, I might have thought you were here to cause trouble."

Chu Zihang looked somewhat confused, then turned to meet Yuan Zhisheng's gaze, pondering for a long time:

"If my words caused you any misunderstanding, I apologize for that. So, may I spar with you?"

After saying that, he tentatively tugged at the corners of his mouth, trying to smile.

But that icy face hadn't shown any expression for too long. Now, forcing a smile was like an icebreaker crashing straight into an iceberg. The cracks that crisscrossed the mountain wouldn't inspire awe or admiration, but rather send chills down one's spine.

Genjiro was genuinely amused and stood up. Although he had a premonition that the mission would be difficult, he never expected that the people at headquarters would be such arrogant guys.

"I'll spar with you. You decide the time. There's a kendo dojo nearby where we can spar."

Now that his opponent has tried to intimidate him twice, if he backs down, he will only be at a disadvantage. Genjiro also realized that Tachibana Masamune did not want to stop him, so he might as well fight back.

"Then count me in too."

Caesar said, "I am the president of the student council, so I am certainly qualified to be your opponent."

"Can."

Genji nodded expressionlessly and looked at Fingel, "Would you like to spar too?"

He skipped over Lu Mingfei. The two of them had already sparred several times, and he couldn't develop a swordsmanship that could surpass Lu Mingfei's in a short period of time.

"Is there anything else I need to do?"

Fingel was stunned. He pointed at himself. He had been eating silently without saying a word. How could the war have spread to him like this?

He shook his head repeatedly:

"If you wish to spar, young master, you can go find that guy over there who's having a pleasant conversation with the Uesugi family head. He's the strongest among us, and he'll definitely satisfy you!"

Fingel paused, as if remembering something:

"Does the head of the Uesugi family have any older or younger sisters?"

His thinking was simple: the head of the Uesugi family had obviously already been taken by Boss Lu, but he could still settle for second best. The head of the Uesugi family was so beautiful, so her sisters must be beautiful too. He could take advantage of his proximity to her!

Fingel has already begun to fantasize about a heart-wrenching love story with a girl from Tokyo.

Yuan Zhisheng's face twitched:

She doesn't have any older or younger sisters, but she does have an older brother.

"I am her brother."