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

Just before disembarking from the plane, this man, who usually wore a smug grin, revealed a ferocity like that of a tiger or wolf, his pupils seeming to flash with world-destroying flames.

This expression lasted only a moment, then vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed at all...

Pompeii was still the same man with a smirking face, the useless patriarch in the eyes of his family members.

At the entrance to the manor, Pompeii's younger brother, Frost Gattuso, the current de facto head of the Gattuso family, was leading a group of bodyguards, calmly awaiting his brother's return.

"My dear brother, you're finally back!" Frost's face was full of a hypocritical smile. "I wonder how the head of the Pompeii family is doing in his spiritual practice in the mountains of Tibet? Has he reached the supreme state of unity between body and soul?"

Frost's words appeared to be out of concern, but were more of a sarcastic remark.

“My dear brother, you should try it too!” Pompeii laughed exaggeratedly, gently embracing his brother, and then said, “Experience the great joy of the unity of body and soul under the Tantric methods; it will allow you to feel the most beautiful things in this world!”

"You should enjoy this good stuff yourself, Patriarch Pompeii!" Frost rolled his eyes. "By the way, those old geezers want to see you, are you going?"

"Huh? You mean those old bastards want to see me?" Pompeii seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "Forget it, I'd better not go! I'm afraid I'll just anger them to death! By the way, in Italian law, you shouldn't have to pay with your life for angering someone to death, right?"

“Probably not…” Frost pondered for a moment before responding, “Patriarch Pompeii, what brings you back this time?”

"Of course, I have important business to attend to!" Pompeii exaggeratedly twisted his waist, making a gesture that any man would understand.

"I've come looking for my elixir of eternal power, to add a little joy to my spiritual life! My dear brother, would you like some? Judging from your expression... I suppose your relationship with your wife isn't very harmonious!"

Frost: "..."

The bodyguards nearby clearly saw Frost's lips twitch violently a few times.

“Alright, dear brother, whatever makes you happy! I’ll tell those old geezers that your angina is acting up and you can’t visit them for the time being,” Frost said.

“What a good brother I am!” Pompey patted Frost on the shoulder, then laughed and went into the manor.

After walking for more than ten minutes through the brightly lit manor, Pompeii entered his own detached villa.

Pompeii didn't rush to find the elixir of immortality hidden in the cabinet drawer. He simply took out a bottle of champagne from the wine cabinet and poured two glasses with the elegance of a great nobleman.

He held one cup himself and placed the other on the table.

"Percy, how have you been feeling lately?"

"Fortunately."

From a corner of the room not illuminated by the light, Pompeii's secretary, Passy, ​​quietly emerged.

This man, who was unusually young, habitually lowered his eyes, staring at the patterns on the floor beneath his feet.

He knew that most people didn't like his heterochromatic eyes, especially those who knew about his bloodline.

The strange looks from those people also made Percy develop the habit of not showing his eye color in front of others.

“Have a glass of champagne, it’ll help you relax! Percy, you don’t have to be so tense!” Pompeii handed Percy the other glass of champagne and then patted him gently on the shoulder.

Have you been taking any medication lately?

“I’ve been taking it, but the effects are getting weaker! The doctor told me I have at most three years to live!” Percy said softly, staring at his excessively pale hands.

“Even if it’s only for two or three years, you should live a life of glory!” Pompeii sighed. “That old fellow Angers is already preparing to use the White Emperor’s Dragon Bone Cross on Caesar. At that time, Caesar will grow into a half-blood king… So, your mission is temporarily over, and Caesar doesn’t need you to make any sacrifices!”

"Is that so?" Percy murmured in a somewhat confused tone.

Pompeii seemed oblivious to Pasi's expression, continuing to speak to himself: "Let's put those jobs aside for now! While we still have some days left, let's go see the world! We can't leave any regrets at the end of our lives!"

“Thank you for your kindness, Patriarch Pompeii, but let’s forget it! My life exists for Young Master Caesar, and it’s already very difficult for you to ask me to give it up now!” Percy lowered his eyes and shook his head gently.

"What you requested has been prepared and is stored in the safe house in the city center. However, Patriarch Pompeii, are you really going to take that step? After all, those old guys in the life support pods are all your relatives! Isn't it a bit much to make enemies of them..."

Percy swallowed the rest of his words, because he noticed that Pompeii's pupils had somehow turned a faint gold.

When a hybrid's emotions are extremely unstable, the boiling dragon blood will ignite their golden eyes.

"Heh, family? They're not family anymore! Ever since they drove Anna, the only person I ever loved, to her death, they haven't been my family! Besides... can those guys even be considered human anymore?"

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171 Tang Yu's Secret Mission

“Every time I see those old guys lying in their life support pods, barely clinging to life like dried corpses, I can’t help but want to pour cement into them and end their decaying lives!” Pompeii’s brows furrowed with a hint of savagery.

"To me, those old guys are my enemies who killed my wife!"

“Very well, your will!” Percy bowed humbly and then retreated into the shadows.

In the vast room, only Pompeii remained, toying with the crystal-clear wine glass in his hand, his face reflecting a faint trace of longing.

……

Two days later, at the Sheqi Eight Families, inside the Genji Heavy Industries building.

Fingel, Tang Yu, Caesar, and Lu Mingfei gathered around a table to play Magic: The Gathering. Tang Yu was quite good at this type of card game that simply tests intelligence and luck.

In the kitchen of the luxury suite, Chu Zihang, who hadn't joined the game, was wearing a girly pink apron and calmly playing Fruit Ninja.

With a swift stroke, Chu Zihang sliced ​​a large watermelon into thin, even slices, which were then neatly arranged on a plate.

As the saying goes, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," and sure enough, Xia Mi, the Little Dragon Girl, was looking at her boyfriend with stars in her eyes. "Indeed, a man is most handsome when he's serious!"

The expressionless man and the dragon girl stared at each other, and the kitchen was filled with the sour smell of love... which even spread into the living room outside!

"Ugh, I can't take it anymore!" Fingel threw down his terrible hand of cards. "These two are always showing off their love like this, who can stand it!"

"Fingal, you need to learn to accept it!" Caesar calmly tossed aside his bad hand, took a sip of tea, and said, "If you can't accept it, then go find a girlfriend!"

A hint of sadness flashed deep in Fingel's eyes. He shook his head dejectedly and didn't say another word.

After being annoyed by a couple showing affection, everyone lost interest in playing cards, and boredom visibly filled the room.

"This boredom can't go on forever!" Caesar downed his cup of tea in one gulp. "Since we're just idling around anyway, why don't we go visit Miyamoto Shio? That guy's injuries should be getting better by now!"

"Alright, it'll be good to hear the head of the Miyamoto family recount his legendary deeds that day; it'll help pass the time!" Tang Yu shrugged, indicating that he had no objections.

Logically speaking, with Erii by his side, Tang Yu shouldn't be so idle.

The problem is that Erii isn't here!

The little monster has been acting mysteriously these past two days, and nobody knows what it's up to! Along with the little monster, Genji's younger brother, Genji's sister, has also disappeared.

……

The group prepared some flowers, fruit baskets and other hospital supplies, and then went to the hospital on the 17th floor of the Genji Heavy Industries building to visit Miyamoto Shigeo, who was seriously injured.

I have to say, this guy is incredibly lucky to be alive!

After igniting the thermite, Shio Miyamoto quickly crawled into the life support chamber. Protected by the life support chamber, Shio Miyamoto was not affected by the subsequent explosion, nor did he inhale the highly toxic mercury vapor.

However, the life support capsule's pressure resistance has its limits. Sure enough, Miyamoto Shio was eventually severely burned by the high temperature generated by the thermite combustion.

Fortunately, the medical team from the Snake Clan was quite capable, and Miyamoto Shigeo was able to escape with his life thanks to the efforts of a group of burly men who resembled both butchers and doctors.

……

In the VIP ward, Miyamoto Shigeo had been wrapped up like a mummy by a group of burly doctors and strapped to the hospital bed.

Beside him, a yakuza girl wearing a leather jacket and with her hair in a single ponytail was taking good care of Miyamoto Shigeo.

Seeing this, the crowd wisely refrained from going in and instead hid at the doorway to peek inside.

"This must be the wife that Miyamoto-kun keeps thinking about!" Caesar stroked his stubble thoughtfully. "I never imagined that Miyamoto-kun, who always seemed so refined, would actually have such a taste for this kind of woman!"

Fingel, with his penchant for witty remarks, echoed Caesar's exclamation: "Every academic man has a wild heart!"

I was just fed a dose of PDA by Chu Zihang and Xia Mi in my room, and now I'm being fed a bite by Miyamoto Shigeo and his wife...

Lu Mingfei scratched his head in frustration, feeling as if the world was full of malice towards him.

The young couple was being all lovey-dovey in the hospital room; how could anyone else possibly go in and be a third wheel?

So the Kassel team returned the same way they came.

Pushing open the door, Lu Mingfei, who had just been overwhelmed by the dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), was about to take a sip of water to calm down when he suddenly noticed an old man in a black suit sitting in a chair in the room.

Angers!

The old man from Angers fiddled with the folding knife in his hand, watching his students with a smile.

"Oh, Headmaster! What brings you here?" Fingel's eyes lit up, and he began to massage Angers' shoulders in a very obsequious manner.

“What are you saying! Can’t I come and visit my lovely students if there’s nothing wrong?” Angers hummed comfortably a few times, then waved his hand, signaling Fingel to stop.

“Fingal, you guessed right! I really do have something important to tell you today!” Angers became serious.

It took Angers more than half an hour to explain his plan to deal with the board of directors to his students.

After he finished speaking, Angers was met with an eerie silence.

In the suffocating silence, Angers' old face twitched slightly. Just when he thought his students were against the plan, Fingel was the first to jump out.

"My dear principal, you've finally come to your senses! I've been fed up with those old bastards on the board of directors for a long time. They're always interfering with the college's rules and regulations! They even dared to threaten us paparazzi... This time, we're going to teach them a lesson! It would be best to send those old bastards to Antarctica to raise penguins!" Fingel was full of complaints about the board of directors.

The other members of the team had different opinions on the matter, but overall, they agreed with Angers' plan.

Including Caesar, the second-generation member of the school board...

"Alright, my dear students! The important business is done, so this old man won't disturb your happy time together any longer."

Angers gently rose, leaning on his cane. "We'll be taking a flight back to Kassel College tomorrow afternoon. Tang Yu, you'll stay in Japan for now; you have another mission!"

"What mission?" Tang Yu asked, somewhat curious.

“It’s about that little girl you’ve been longing for!” Angers grinned from ear to ear. “I don’t know the specifics of the mission right now, but the only thing I do know is that that little girl will be with you on the mission!”

"Oh..." The group of friends exclaimed in unison, "Oh, I understand!"

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172 Great news! Erii has spoken!

The flight back to Kassel College arrived as scheduled the following afternoon.

After a brief farewell hug, Tang Yu watched the team members board the plane, which gradually disappeared into the clouds.

"Sigh..." Tang Yu sighed with a sense of loss.

Actually, being with that group of lunatics is quite nice! Of course, the prerequisite is that you yourself have to be a lunatic too!

"Stop looking, they've already gone far!" Genjiro, dressed in a black trench coat, patted Tang Yu on the shoulder. "Let's go back! Erii said she has a surprise for you today, don't keep her waiting!"