Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Aozaki Mayuki quietly looked at him, slowly squatted down to be at eye level with Amagai Shusuke, and said softly:

"Whether it's one or two grains of dust swept away, there's no difference to the naked eye."

"So that's how it is...?"

Tenbei Shusuke glanced at the remnants of the Thunderfire in his hand.

"Is my life... just dust?"

"I'm talking about power, don't try to twist my words." Aozaki Mayuki pouted.

Upon hearing this, Tenbei Shusuke paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"So that's how it is. My life does have weight?"

"Aozaki Mayuki, I've misjudged you twice."

“You are different from your cold-blooded and ruthless teacher. If only the people your father followed back then were like you.”

He shifted his body with difficulty, stiffly turned his neck, and glared at Yamamoto with hostility.

"Yamamoto... Genryusai... Shigekuni."

"You have an outstanding disciple. This time... I have lost."

"But I didn't lose to you, I lost to... someone you can't bring yourself to hate."

"It's a pity I couldn't kill you. I'm sorry, Father."

Aozaki Mazuki: "?"

I beat you up like this, don't you hate me?

What kind of thought process is this?

Am I some kind of succubus who is loved by everyone, and whose charm even enemies would fall for?

I'm not Rangiku either!

"Tenbei Shusuke, is your father Kisaragi Qin Yue?"

You still remember his name!

Tenbei Xiuzhu sneered.

"That's really surprising."

"How could I not remember my disciple's name?"

Yamamoto shook his head slightly and slowly walked forward.

"I just never expected you to be his son."

His voice was deep and hoarse, as if carrying the vicissitudes of time.

"I thought his son had already died by the butcher's knife of the Xia Dalu family."

Upon hearing his words, Tenbei Shusuke's eyes trembled slightly, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

disciple?

What does it mean?

His father was his disciple?!

"It seems you don't know the truth of the matter."

Seeing the bewildered expression on Tenbei Shusuke's face, Yamamoto understood and sighed deeply.

"I was aware long ago that the Xia Dalu family was researching taboos."

"That's why we sent him to the Kasumi family to investigate, in order to find evidence."

"However, what happened next was beyond my expectations."

Yamamoto frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness and sadness appearing on his face.

"You wield the Mo Yao Blade, so you should know the power of that blade."

"Ruyue, holding that knife, became a monster controlled by the knife, losing her mind and self."

“He came before me, and then… I killed him with my own hands.”

After saying that, Yamamoto took a deep breath.

Despite having killed countless people, he still found it difficult to calm down when he recalled the scene of killing his own disciple.

"Be careful of the Tapir Blade, the Tapir Blade..."

Tenbei Shusuke suddenly recalled his father's dying words, and his heart skipped a beat, his pupils contracting sharply.

He has been investigating the Tapir Knife since his father passed away.

It all stemmed from that sentence my father said.

After a period of effort, he learned that his father had also been investigating the Baku Yao Dao before his death, and was eventually killed by Yamamoto.

Therefore, he believed that Yamamoto killed his father in order to conceal the secret of the Baku sword.

To avenge his father, he must acquire enough power to defeat Yamamoto.

He decided to join forces with the Kasumi family.

To his surprise, the real enemy was Yun Jing Yao Jue, who was cooperating with him!

Fortunately, Yun Jingyao had already died by his sword, which brought him some comfort.

The Tapir Blade was forged by the Kasumi Daiji family at the request of Yunjing Yaojue.

The death of Kisaragi Qin Yue can be said to be inextricably linked to Yun Jing Yao Jue.

During this encirclement and suppression campaign, Yun Jingyao realized that he was in a critical moment.

He had no choice but to entrust the power of the Tapir Blade to Tenbei Shusuke.

They pinned their hopes on him being able to turn the tide of the battle.

Having obtained what he wanted, Tenbei Shusuke certainly couldn't let that old guy continue to live.

So he chopped him down with one stroke.

"Am I blinded by my own eyes, and therefore unable to see the truth of the matter?"

Tenbei Shusuke lifted the remains of Lei Huo, his eyes completely losing their light, but his body spontaneously combusted.

No one present intervened.

They knew that this was the relief that Tenbei Shusuke wanted.

"Oh, it's my senior brother's son! I don't remember!"

Aozaki Mayuki stood up.

"Teacher, you should have told me sooner, then I would have gone easier on you."

"You're talking nonsense again, Junior Brother. You weren't even born when Junior Brother Ruyue passed away, were you? What could you possibly remember?!"

Kyoraku Shunsui said wearily.

He felt he couldn't keep up with his junior's train of thought.

"Actually, I only found out after investigating."

"We originally thought he had disappeared because he was assassinated by the Kasumi family, but we never expected that he had changed his name and joined the Gotei 13."

Yamamoto gazed at the burning figure, the flames flickering in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Shinjuku, don't feel guilty."

"Although there were reasons for his death, he did do a lot of wrong things. His death is not your fault."

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Chapter 325 Visit

"That man was too trusting of what he saw and lacked trust in others."

"When you're all alone, it's easy to get lost."

Aozaki Mayuki let out a long sigh and prepared to turn and leave.

But before he could take a single step, a large hand grabbed Aozaki Mayuki's shoulder.

"Aozaki Mayuki! Stop trying to talk your way out of this old man. I have something to ask you."

"Why did you appear in the human world without the permission of the Gotei 13 and the Central 46?"

How many times have you done this?

"You think you can just run away without giving me a reasonable explanation?"

Aozaki Mazuki: "..."

Forgot about that!

How can someone so old still have such a good memory?!

Aozaki Mayuki knew it.

If this stalemate continues, I'm afraid I'll inevitably have to endure a "lesson of love."

He wasn't afraid of pain, but he was worried that the old man might break his hand in a fit of anger.

After all, you can't exactly use the Zankatana when training your disciples, can you?

How could a mere punch possibly break through his defense?

Moreover, there were many female fans around him, their eyes sparkling with hearts as they stared straight at him.

If he were chased and beaten, it would inevitably damage his shining image in the eyes of these girls.

Therefore, Aozaki Mayuki said firmly:

"Teacher, don't forget that I am a high-ranking nobleman. I enjoy special privileges. You can't bully an honest person."