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

Mr. Kanzaki left Tamamo-no-Mae in a huff. When he walked out the door, the girls had already lined up. His driver drove the car to the end of the line, and Yoshitaka stood by the door and kindly opened the car door.

"You tricked me!"

Kanzaki strode up to Yoshitaka, pointed at his nose, and berated him. No one knew what had happened between him and Inuyama He in the Japanese-style room, but judging from the undisguised anger of this high-ranking Japanese government official, it was clear that the negotiations between him and Inuyama He were not amicable.

"I guarantee that starting tomorrow night, the Tamamo-no-Mae Club will not have a single customer! I will be bringing men to search it every night. You will pay a bloody price for your arrogance! Prepare to starve to death in Shinjuku with your pretty girls!"

Kanzaki plopped into the car and reached out to close the door, but an arm suddenly reached out from the side and pressed firmly against the door. He tried his best, but the door wouldn't budge, as if it were being held in place by a hydraulic clamp.

Yoshitaka stepped forward, facing Kanzaki face to face, his expressionless face.

Kanzaki's face darkened. He looked up and met Yoshitaka's gaze, suddenly feeling a chill run down his spine. The man who had been so subservient to him just moments before now had a fierce, lion-like look in his eyes.

"I hope you have sweet dreams tonight."

Ke Yilong just stared at him for a long time, then coldly said this sentence and let go of his hand.

Kanzaki felt like he'd been granted a pardon and quickly closed the car door, urging the driver to hurry up and drive off.

Yilong watched the red taillights disappear at the end of the street, then turned back into the club and went up to the third floor.

Inuyama He sat on the tatami mat, drinking sake and slowly wiping an old sword. Yoshitaka glanced at it and immediately understood why Mr. Kanzaki was so angry.

That poor official probably didn't understand exactly what the Snake-Headed Eight Families did. He somehow found out about it and rushed over, wanting to take a piece of flesh from Inuyama He.

"When Mr. Kanzaki left, he said that starting tomorrow night, he would bring people here to search every night, and he wanted to make sure that there would be no more guests in the club."

Yoshitaka bowed and reported to Inuyama He. After hesitating for a moment, he asked his question: "Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to treat him so roughly? He is a high-ranking government official in charge of customs and ports. All our goods entering and leaving Tokyo have to go through him."

"Ignore him."

Inuyama He said calmly, "A person who doesn't even understand the meaning of family, no matter how high his status is, won't wield much power. Someone wants to use him to test me, which is why they've elevated him so high. The people behind him understand the significance of family to Japan far better than he does, and they won't let him run wild. Although those people hate the power of family, they have no choice but to compromise."

Yoshitaka looked puzzled, but still nodded.

Inuyama He didn't explain further. He put the cleaned ancient sword back into its sheath, placed it on the table, and then took out a cell phone from a hidden compartment under the table. The screen lit up with a recording interface.

Yoshitaka couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Inuyama He. Mr. Kanzaki was probably misled by the layout of the Japanese-style room, thinking that there would be no electronic devices in such a room, which is why he went straight to the point and revealed his purpose from the beginning.

But Inuyama He had actually prepared recording equipment here long ago. Every word that Mr. Kanzaki said in the Japanese-style room was perfectly preserved. If he really dares to bring people to search Tamamo-no-Mae tomorrow, this recording will be enough to bring him down from the political stage.

Inuyama He saved the recording to the family's database via email, and casually opened his inbox, but suddenly stopped.

"Oh, damn it."

"Inuyama He said in a low voice."

An hour later, at Genji Heavy Industries, a heavy file was delivered to the conference room on the 20th floor. Inuyama He sat at a huge long table, with the head of the family, Tachibana Masamune, and the head of the Genji family, Genji Chisei, sitting side by side opposite him.

"Oh! Damn it!"

Yuan Zhisheng flipped through the file, stunned by the enormous numbers inside. "Just how much do we owe this 'Su Sang'?"

"It's roughly two hundred billion euros, and that's just a rough estimate. The actual figure could be much larger than two hundred billion."

Tachibana Masamune sighed, his eyebrows furrowing into deep mountain lines. This amount of money could probably buy a small country in Africa. He had never noticed this debt before, but today the creditor came knocking on his door.

Genjiro gasped, closed the file. There was no need to look at it anymore; this number was enough to cause the Snake Clan's development over the years to collapse.

"To be precise, her fund manages 75% of the family's overseas assets and 45% of its Japanese assets, and her email included detailed information."

Inuyama He opened the email and pushed it in front of Tachibana Masamune. "If she wants to, she can bankrupt many of the family's companies in a short time. We might not even be able to pay our employees' salaries."

Tachibana Masamune and Genjiro took the phone and quickly read the contents of the email, then both fell silent.

"So, Susan brought up a debt relationship of over 10 billion euros just to send someone to Japan to learn swordsmanship?"

After a moment's thought, Tachibana Masamune asked, "Have you found out who that person is?"

"It's said that he's a relative of her boss, and he has a great passion for Japanese Kendo, so he wanted to send him to Japan during the summer vacation to find a master swordsman to teach him."

Inuyama He shook his head. "That's all we know for now. We're still investigating the other Kaguya-hime cases."

"Is there anything more absurd than this?"

Genjiro laughed for no reason. He understood the meaning behind those words; the guy who was to be sent to Japan to learn swordsmanship was probably still a student.

Indeed, nothing could be more absurd.

The Snake-Headed Eight Families are the leaders of the Japanese underworld, and their subordinates are all ruthless people. The people present are the highest-ranking heads of the families, and their words can cause tremors in the underworld.

But now they have to consider whether or not to accompany this student through his summer activities, while they are burdened with a debt of 20 billion euros.

Everyone fell silent.

Yuan Zhisheng's mind was in complete turmoil. This was a disgrace to the family, but they had no other choice. That sum of 20 billion euros was enough to destroy the entire family's efforts.

He silently memorized the name "Su Enxi".

"Reply to Su Sang and tell her that we have agreed to the request and will receive her friend with the highest honors."

Tachibana Masamune said slowly, "But swordsmanship is a very complex skill, and we can't guarantee how much we can teach him in just one summer vacation."

Inuyama He nodded and began editing the text.

A few minutes later he raised his head, his expression strange:

"Su Sang replied, she said..."

"What she's worried about now is whether there are enough sword styles in Japan. A summer vacation is too long. She's afraid that by then the guy will have nothing left to learn, and her boss will think she's not taking it seriously."