He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

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177 Erii's First Time Baking Bread

The patriarch of the Snake-Headed Eight Families merely glanced at the middle-aged man, then said in an indifferent tone, "I don't think the Spencer family would risk a falling out with us for some insignificant nobody! For a bunch of people who only know how to calculate pros and cons, that would be too much of a loss!"

"Sakura, has the Snake Clan recently taken on any large-scale construction projects?"

Standing beside Genjiro, Sakura Yabuki nodded: "Maruyama Construction has contracted the project issued by the government. They plan to build a large exhibition hall in Ginza!"

"Is the construction team currently short of cement pillars?"

"No!" Sakura answered decisively, a perfect example of a harmonious and supportive wife!

After receiving Sakura's affirmative answer, Genji placed his hands on the table, his gaze towards the middle-aged man filled with undisguised murderous intent.

The middle-aged man realized his situation. Compared to his calm and composed demeanor when he first came in, he was now truly panicked!

This middle-aged man has always believed that the prestigious name of the "Spencer family" is his best talisman.

But now, amulets are not working as well as they used to be!

The middle-aged man was only now suddenly realizing that the handsome man sitting in front of him was no good person at all!

He is the youngest executive director in the history of the Snake Clan, and also the youngest patriarch in history.

He has been living a life of constant danger for eight or nine years! He is truly a ruthless killer!

Middle-aged men are panicking right now!

If he could, he really wanted to travel back ten minutes or so and give his past self a couple of hard slaps!

You're supposed to be passing on a message, but why do you have to provoke this troublemaker for no reason? What are you trying to do? Do you have a death wish?

The murderous aura emanating from Genjiro grew stronger and stronger, and the middle-aged man turned ashen-faced with fright... Just when he thought he was going to be turned into a cement pile and then poured into the exhibition hall, the murderous aura emanating from Genjiro suddenly dissipated.

The young patriarch waved his hand dismissively, "Forget it, there's no point in arguing with a nobody like you! Get lost! Go back and tell your master that the Uesugi family head disappeared two days ago! We, the Snake Clan, have no news of her whatsoever."

Genji paused, then added, "If the Secret Party wants to arrest her, then please do so! We, the Snake Clan, guarantee that we will not interfere."

"Well then... please forgive me for not seeing you off any further, Mr. Spencer's messenger!"

Genjiro's last words injected new vitality into this middle-aged man. The somewhat obese man bowed in two seconds and then scrambled out of Genji Heavy Industries, the stronghold of the Yakuza, at a speed comparable to a 100-meter sprint.

Are you kidding me? What are you going to do if you don't run? Stay here for the New Year? Or wait to be turned into a concrete pile!

After the middle-aged man's figure completely disappeared from Xing Shen Temple, Yuan Zhisheng's cold face slowly warmed up, and he sighed softly while holding Sakura's small hand.

"I never expected those old bastards from the Spencer family to actually turn their backs on us and come here demanding Erii! Next, they'll probably be searching the whole world for her!"

“Although we have kept Tang Yu and Erii’s information as secret as possible, given the capabilities of the Secret Party… it’s only a matter of time before they find them! Father, what are your thoughts?” Genji looked up at the screen.

Uesugi Kotsushi, who was behind the screen, put down his teacup and slowly walked out: "So what if you found him! Chisei, you don't really think those old fogies have any way to deal with Tang Yu, do you?"

“That makes sense!” Yuan Zhisheng recalled Tang Yu’s “off-the-charts” combat power that day, so he nodded and relaxed.

While the "Shadow King" father and son were discussing their next course of action against the Elders' Council, Yaksha and Crow couldn't sit still any longer.

The two exchanged a glance, and after informing Fuma Kotaro, they quietly slipped out of the Awakening Temple.

Judging from the wicked smiles on their faces, the middle-aged man who had just run a short distance was definitely in for a beating! At the very least... he was sure to get a good beating!

In more serious cases, one might end up with "a withered chrysanthemum and a wounded buttocks."

How pitiful! How pitiful!

……

On the other side, Tang Yu received a call from Yuan Zhisheng, from which he learned that trouble would soon be coming his way.

Although the news was a bit sudden, it wasn't enough to make Tang Yu nervous.

They're all just a bunch of worthless scoundrels, what's there to be afraid of?

Feeling no threat whatsoever, Tang Yu paid no attention to the Spencer family's actions! The young couple continued doing what they were doing as usual.

Here, Tang Yu, who had nothing better to do, was teaching Erii how to bake small bread rolls!

"Eri, knead the dough slower! Look at your face, it's all covered in flour." Tang Yu reached out and wiped the flour off Erii's face. "You look like a little kitten!"

Erii paused for a moment, then placed her flour-covered little hands on Tang Yu's face.

"Now Ayu is a little kitten too!" Erii giggled, her smile radiant.

It turns out that Erii really has no talent for baking mini rolls!

Even with Tang Yu providing nanny-like instruction, Erii still managed to bake the snow-white dough into a charred mosaic.

Looking at the lump of black mosaic in the plate that emitted a pungent, burnt smell, Tang Yu nervously swallowed.

I hope this bite won't kill someone!

"Yu, did I mess this up?" Erii looked at her masterpiece, her little face scrunched up like a bun.

"You didn't mess it up, you didn't mess it up! Erii did a great job!" Tang Yu waved his hand hurriedly, picked up a piece of mosaic and stuffed it into his mouth.

In an instant, a bitter, burnt, and other pungent smell filled Tang Yu's mouth and nostrils.

The pure-blooded dragon, who couldn't be killed by bullets, was almost killed by a small piece of bread!

Seeing Tang Yu wearing the mask of pain, Erii seemed to understand something. She snatched the black bread from Tang Yu's hand and threw it into her plate.

"Ayu, you don't need to force yourself to comfort me!" Erii stared at Tang Yu, her large, pale red eyes glistening with tears.

She tried a bite of her own black bread and then made the same expression as Tang Yu.

"This is really awful!" Erii frowned as she dumped the entire plate of black bread into the trash can.

Just as Tang Yu was about to comfort the little monster, Erii turned around and smiled at him.

"Don't worry, Yu! I'm not going to be upset over something so small! It's okay if I messed up the first time, I'll definitely do better next time!"

"I believe in you, Erii!" Tang Yu patted Erii's little head. "Ganbatte!"

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178. Zero visits at night.

The peaceful days continued until the third day.

On the third night, Tang Yu taught Erii how to cook in the kitchen as usual. Today's recipe was the famous Chinese dish, "Yangzhou Fried Rice".

Erii probably turned the stove up too high, and the rice burned! The whole kitchen reeked of burnt rice, creating a rather smoky and unpleasant atmosphere...

"Ahem... Erii, you rest for a bit, I'll cook!" Tang Yu's lips twitched. He had a strong premonition that if Erii continued to stay in the kitchen busy, the two of them would most likely not be able to have dinner tonight!

As for takeout from Russia... believe me, you'll starve to death before the delivery guy even arrives!

Tang Yu tossed the pot covered in sticky rice aside and took out the pre-prepared dried scallops, chicken, sea cucumber, and Jinhua ham.

After stir-frying and thickening the sauce, add some leftover rice. Then, after Tang Yu's fierce and skillful operation, half a pot of Yangzhou fried rice, full of color, aroma and flavor, exudes a rich fragrance.

"Ayu, it smells so good!" Erii stared at the colorful fried rice in the pot, swallowed hard, and her little face was full of eagerness and anticipation.

"Go wash your hands first! Look at you, you got all the seasonings on your hands while cooking!" Tang Yu pushed Erii into the bathroom.

"Ayu, please serve me a little more!" While washing her hands in the bathroom, the little foodie Erii still remembered to remind Tang Yu.

"Alright, my little monster can eat as much as it wants! I'm going to raise it until it's plump and healthy!" Tang Yu said, chatting and laughing with Erii as he served the rice.

"No way!" Erii pouted, dissatisfied. "If I become a chubby little girl, Yu won't like me!"

"How could that be!" Tang Yu chuckled. "Erii may be chubby, but she's still my Erii!"

A string of cheesy pickup lines successfully made Erii laugh, and the atmosphere between them became tender and sweet, the air so sweet it seemed like it could drip sugar...

Warning: High sugar content ahead!

Just then, the all-powerful Murphy's Law appeared!

Before something good is about to happen, it will always be accompanied by another unexpected event!

And sure enough, trouble has come knocking!

dong dong dong...

Just as Tang Yu had set out the bowls and chopsticks and was about to have dinner with Erii, there was a sudden, urgent knocking at the door.

"Strange, who could it be so late?" Tang Yu scratched his head.

Because of the language barrier and the fact that they were only staying temporarily, Tang Yu and Erii did not go to the town to meet new neighbors, so no one came to visit them.

As for living expenses such as water and electricity... the wealthy Sheqi family paid for many years in advance, so it's impossible for anyone to come and collect the fees now!

So, here's the question! Who could be knocking on the door so late at night?

"Could it be those old bastards from the Secret Party Elders' Council?" Thinking this, Tang Yu gently put down his chopsticks and then pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands.

"Eri, you eat first, I'm going to take care of a little trouble."

"No, I want to go down with Yu!" Erii dropped her chopsticks, grabbed Tang Yu's arm, and refused to let go.

"Okay, let's do it together!"

Tang Yu led Erii slowly to the door. The villa's birchwood door was still banging loudly. Through the peephole, Tang Yu saw the "enemy" outside.

She was a petite girl with a somewhat pale complexion.

"Who are you?" Tang Yu asked cautiously as he opened the door.

“Potato Chip Girl told me that I can seek refuge with you if I encounter danger!” The girl remained very calm, glancing warily at the darkness behind her, where there was no sound.

The enemy didn't pursue us!

"Potato Chip Girl... how did she know I was here?" A hint of thought flashed in Tang Yu's eyes.

"Hey, you're focusing on the wrong thing!" The petite beauty rolled her eyes. "How about... we go inside and talk?"

"Oh! I almost forgot! Please come in!" Tang Yu stepped aside.

Erii looked at the petite beauty who entered the living room, her voice filled with instinctive hostility.

"Ayu, who is she?!"

"I don't know them either," Tang Yu said, scratching his head. "But since someone I know introduced them, they shouldn't be enemies!"