In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Zuocun smiled slightly and went inside.

A person completely wrapped in black cloth watched Zuo Cun enter the Luslan Medical Clinic, pondered for a moment, and then disappeared into the shadows.

"Hello, are you here to see a doctor?" Zuo Cun entered the room and saw Lu Silan with his head down, writing and drawing in a notebook.

"I don't need to see a doctor. I'm mainly here to visit my old friend." Zuo Cun walked to the front of the stage and looked at Luslan, who had blond hair.

Luslan heard Zuocun's voice and looked up.

He was taken aback at first, then shook his head and smiled: "I was wondering who it was. Oh, it's you."

"Could the renowned Feather Demon Slayer also get sick?"

"I'm not sick, I'm just passing through Kyoto and came to see you. I also wanted to see if you could help me out in any way."

Zuocun naturally sat down in a seat.

This little clinic remains unchanged, just like before.

"What kind of help do you need that made you come to me?" Luslan asked, somewhat puzzled.

“I want to learn…your country’s language,” Zuo Cun said, stroking his chin.

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Chapter 327 Masahiro Abe Invites You

"You mean... you want to learn English?" Luslan raised an eyebrow, looking at Zuocun with a strange expression.

“Yes.” Zuocun nodded. “After leaving the clinic, I traveled around Japan, searching for my own answers.”

"Now... I've figured out a little bit."

“...Is that so?” Ruslan remained silent for a moment.

Have you found a glimmer of an answer yet...?

So, will you eventually walk down that path too?

With a soft sigh, Luslan regained his smile and said to Zuocun, "No problem. I happen to have an English-Japanese dictionary among the things I brought from America, so I'll lend it to you for now."

He turned and went into the back of the clinic, into a restricted area for patients, and pulled out a thick book from his small box.

He hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and placed it in Zuo Cun's hand.

Then, just for fun, Ruslan tentatively asked, "Hello?"

Zuo Cun was stunned: "Huh... Luo?"

Luslan couldn't help but chuckle and patted Zuocun on the shoulder: "It's nothing, that's just how we Americans greet each other, it's also a word, you can find it in there."

As he spoke, he pointed to the dictionary in Zuo Cun's hand.

"Huh? Oh." For a moment, Zuo Cun seemed to revert to his old, bewildered state. "Is it... Hello?"

“It’s hello, not hello.” Luslan chuckled twice. “I can teach you for a while, but I doubt you’ll stay here for long.”

"Hmm." Zuo Cun's expression returned to its previous calm. "So, I might have to bother you for a while longer. During my time in Kyoto, I'll be asking you to teach me that language called English. For that, I'll pay you..."

Luslan waved his hand: "No need for any payment, just consider it as me taking on a student."

Zuo Cun didn't bring up the matter of payment again; he was just being polite, since he didn't have much money on him.

"That's great! I'll find a hotel and then find some work in Kyoto."

“Hmm, sure, but… it seems someone wants to see you.” Luslan tilted his head and pointed behind Zuocun.

Zuocun turned his head, his hand involuntarily resting on the hilt of Zhiyu's sword.

A hint of malice came from behind me.

However, Zuocun could sense that the main target of that malice was not himself.

It was Ruslan who was involved; he himself was just an afterthought.

Standing behind him was a person dressed as a foot soldier.

"What brings you here?" Zuo Cun frowned, unconsciously exuding an aura of authority.

Zuocun killed quite a few people during his journey.

However, he will not be assimilated by the violent emotions of killing.

Because in Zuo Cun's mind, what he killed was not a person.

They're just evil beasts.

However, through his long years of experience, Zuo Cun has accumulated some skills.

such as--

When the foot soldier saw Samura looking at him, he felt the temperature around him suddenly drop.

That look in his eyes was as if he were being stared at by a falcon, his heart gripped by its talons, about to be pierced by its sharp claws at any moment.

He involuntarily swallowed.

"...Yes, Lord Yuki-zan." The foot soldier's attitude changed from the obvious contempt and scrutiny he had shown before to a somewhat obsequious one.

This is normal.

Humans are creatures that know how to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Before arriving, this foot soldier held the Feather Demon Slayer in utter contempt.

In his view, evil spirits and monsters were just things used to scare children, and that so-called Feather Demon Slayer was probably just a fame-seeker.

Furthermore, the place that Samura went to was a highly sensitive and controversial place, so this foot soldier naturally couldn't appreciate Samura.

However, the gaze of the samurai intimidated the foot soldier.

That look in his eyes... is definitely not something an ordinary person could have.

From an angle where Zuocun couldn't see, Luslan's expression transformed into an extremely cold and ruthless gaze, instantly making one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The foot soldiers sensed that something was off.

“...I am.” Zuo Cun was not fond of this title.

"Um, my master wishes to see Lord Yukizan..." The foot soldier was already covered in cold sweat without realizing it, and subconsciously lowered his head to look at the ground, trying to avoid the gazes of Samura and Roslan.

"Your parents?" Zuo Cun frowned.

This is the administrative center of the shogunate, and the "lord" mentioned by this foot soldier must be a high-ranking official of the shogunate.

What do high-ranking officials of the shogunate want with me?

"Who is it?" Although Samura didn't want to have too much contact with the shogunate, he still asked.

Knowing who is paying attention to you is also a very important thing.

"Yes..." The foot soldier's sweat was already pressing against the ground.

"The head of the senior officials, Abe Masahiro..." the foot soldier said, uttering the name.

Zuo Cun turned his head and glanced at Luslan, who had an innocent look on his face, as if asking for Luslan's opinion.

Ruslan thought for a moment and nodded.

Zuo Cun turned his head back and continued to ask, "What does Lord Lao Zhong want with me...?"

"Lord Abe said he just wanted to meet a hero who could vanquish evil spirits..." The foot soldier's voice trembled slightly.

Zuo Cun nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."

He agreed.

He was interested not only in one of the core elements of the shogunate.

Furthermore, they have absolute confidence in their own abilities.

Zu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then, please follow me."

He stretched out a hand towards Zuocun.

Zuocun smiled, took off his bag, and placed it on Luslan's counter.

Then, I moved my wrists around.

"I'll be right back."

After saying that, he followed the foot soldier out.

As Luslan looked at the spot where Zuocun had left, a slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

He knew very well that Zuo Cun would be safe and sound on his trip.

Masahiro Abe is no simple character; he is incredibly shrewd, both in his political acumen and his methods in officialdom.

However, Zuocun is perfectly capable of containing this invisible blade.

When a well-shaped knife becomes hard and strong to a certain extent, no matter how soft or adaptable you are, it will be broken through by the purest and most powerful force.

Moreover, the greatest strength of Zuo Cun is not Zuo Cun's physical strength.

Instead, he was unattached and all alone.

He had no leverage, no desires, only his own beliefs.

What would such a person be like, wielding a hard knife?

If Masahiro Abe harbors any ill intentions, he's likely to suffer a crushing defeat, and might even get a severe lesson from Samura.

Well, but that has nothing to do with me.

I'm just an ordinary doctor.

Luslan wiped his hands with a handkerchief, picked up Zuo Cun's luggage, and took it inside.

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Chapter 328 Abe Masahiro's Talks

Masahiro Abe sat upright in the main hall of his house.