What are the options for love obstacles in the humanoid Star Platinum's mind?

Kujo Ditaro did not push his luck any further, but just had a simple chat and opened his heart to heart.

Thus, the misunderstanding was resolved.

"Oh...I see. But I still have a doubt."

Wu Fengshui raised his hand, and the lines on his face gradually became clearer.

"My suspicion is, are you not good at that..."

"Huh? Do you want us to try it?"

Kujo Ditaro looked at the short-haired girl and said with a half-smile, "When the time comes, you'll know if I can do it or not."

"It's just a joke. After all, Garuda has taken off his clothes. A normal man's behavior should be to talk nonsense but do what he wants. And you are acting like this, isn't that abnormal?"

"It would be abnormal if I just went with the flow. Okay, you guys teach her a lesson. I'm going to find Wu Xiaxian."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense.

Wu Fengshui pinched his chin and said thoughtfully: "You left the beautiful girl behind and went looking for a man. Sure enough, there is something wrong with you."

"What? I didn't expect that Di Tailang would actually have a homosexual bent, and the other party is a wretched man like Wu Xiaxian."

Wu Yasha covered his mouth with his hands and made a frightened expression.

Kujo Ditaro didn't bother to argue and just pushed the door open and left.

"Wait for me..." Wu Jialuo Luo wanted to follow but was stopped.

"Garuda, you want to show off, don't you?"

After pulling Wu Jialuo to sit down, Wu Yasha pursed his lips and reminded: "Girls must be reserved, and don't take off your clothes casually. What if others see you? Then Di Tailang will not like you anymore."

"But I want to have a baby with him..."

"Why don't you listen to me, really..."

"You guys chat slowly, I'm going back to sleep... Hey, what are you doing, Aunt Yasha?"

Wu Yasha grabbed Wu Fengshui's arm and said solemnly, "You and Garuda are of the same age. Please talk to her about common sense. I have important things to do."

"But I have to go to bed before nine o'clock. You're affecting my sleep quality, and staying up late is not good for my skin."

"You're only seventeen. Why are you going to bed so early? You're wasting your life, don't you know?"

"I know, I know. Isn't it enough for me to teach her? Really, why is she giving me such chicken soup?"

Although he was reluctant, Wu Fengshui would still do what he promised.

Looking at her cousin's innocent appearance, she, as her cousin, couldn't bear it anymore.

"It's all because the clan leader is overprotecting you. It seems that smooth sailing isn't always a good thing."

"Feng Shui cousin, what did you say?"

"nothing."

Wu Fengshui sat down, crossed his arms, and said seriously, "Tell me, what do you think about love between men and women?"

Wu Jialuolu replied without hesitation: "Give birth to a child, give birth to a child..."

Wu Fengshui made a pause gesture and said, "Stop. From now on, you listen while I talk. If you have any questions, just raise them. Do you understand?"

"Oh..." Wu Jialuo nodded and sat up straight involuntarily.

.......

Kujo Ditaro couldn't find any trace of Wu Xiaxian, and he couldn't get through to him on the phone.

"Did this bastard run away just to pocket the gambling money? Oh, that's a real possibility."

Kujo Ditaro clenched his phone and muttered to himself, "You'd better not let me run into you again, Wu Xiaxian."

"Mr. Kujo, the clan leader asked me to take you there."

Kujo Ditaro turned around, looked at the short and fat middle-aged man, and nodded silently.

The two of them didn't say much nonsense and came to the patriarch's room one after the other.

Perhaps because of the footsteps, an old voice was heard from the house in advance.

"Let him in."

"Mr. Kujo, please come in."

After Kujo Ditaro walked into the room, the wooden door slowly closed.

Just like at the beginning of the meeting, the white-haired old man was still sitting behind the table, holding a pipe in his hand.

Kujo Ditaro went straight to the point and asked, "Chief Wu, what do you want from me?"

"Boy, don't ask me questions even though you already know the answer. Don't you know why I'm looking for you?"

The white-haired old man was too lazy to be polite. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said indifferently, "The purpose of the Wu family is to leave behind strong descendants. Only when the family has a large population can it survive. For more than 1300 years, the Wu family has relied on the continuous improvement of the family bloodline to prosper to this day."

"Wu Lei'an is the strongest of my clan, but I didn't expect you to not only defeat him, but also crush him. I can see that you don't know any tricks. In the previous match, you relied entirely on your physical strength. It's terrifying. You are even more terrifying than our Wu clan."

Kujo Ditaro smiled without saying anything, without much emotion in his heart, because all these developments were within his plan.

The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes and sighed, "I used to think Jialuo was too inexperienced, but now it seems that I am the arrogant one. Although I don't like your personality and style, a child between you and Jialuo will indeed elevate the bloodline of the Wu family. So, I agree, you two can get married."

"Patriarch Wu, did you make a mistake? Your granddaughter is very outstanding, no matter her appearance, figure, family background... etc., but..."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and said abruptly: "But as for you asking us to get married, I refuse!"

"I knew you would say that."

The white-haired old man changed his sitting position and said meaningfully, "But you should understand that the power of the Wu clan can make you lose everything if I want. On the contrary, you can have everything."

"Chief Wu, if I wanted to, I could make you all lose everything. If you don't believe me, we can give it a try."

Kujo Ditaro's tone was calm, without any tendency to be radical.

That’s right, until now, the situation has not deviated from his prediction.

The white-haired old man looked at us with great interest. He glanced at us and said, "What can you use to fight us? We are a clan of assassins. Killing people is as easy as drinking water and eating. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Chief Wu, you won't do that, and there's no need to scare me. If you really did that, as long as I'm not dead, your clan won't have peace."

For some reason, after Kujo Ditaro finished speaking, the white-haired old man actually felt a subtle palpitation.

This kid...

The white-haired old man frowned, and after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly smiled.

Chapter 261: Unexpected events!

"I don't know why you're so confident, but I admire your courage."

The white-haired old man put down the pipe in his hand and his tone was no longer aggressive.

"You're right, but not entirely."

"Chief Wu, please explain."

"When we recruit a son-in-law, it's based on mutual consent. Don't think we're too overbearing. It would be best if you're willing to marry into the family. If you don't agree, we won't force it."

The white-haired old man said this and picked up the teacup on the table.

Without hesitation, Kujo Ditaro said, "Chief Wu, I've long understood your tyranny. Saying this now is too disrespectful to my intelligence, isn't it?"

"Every child's potential is influenced by the relationship between their parents. If there is discord between the two, there will be resistance during sexual intercourse."

"By then, the brain will issue a slack instruction, and the activity and quality of male sperm will be affected. The same is true for female sperm. The children born in this way will definitely not be the best."

"Don't think we're too old-fashioned. We're keeping up with the times. To cultivate the strongest offspring, we'll undergo various types of conditioning and testing before giving birth until their bodies are in peak condition. Besides that, we'll also make many other preparations, such as... Anyway, this isn't as simple as you think."

The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully.

Kujo Ditaro thought about it for a moment, and then he suddenly realized.

For example, I'm afraid this isn't about learning body positions by watching movies?

Then, while working, eat some tonic food? Add a buff?

What a terrifying family, to ensure the excellence of their offspring, they actually go to such great lengths...

But then again, what kind of species is Wuxiaxian? Is it a deformed product of a sudden mutation?

Kujo Ditaro pinched his chin, looking like he was thinking hard.

The white-haired old man thought he had not explained himself clearly, so he immediately added a sentence.

"You, a young man of this era, don't you understand science even more than I do?"

"Uh...it's just a little bit awkward. So, according to Patriarch Wu, can I leave now?"

Kujo Ditaro turned around and looked sideways towards the door.

The white-haired old man pondered for a moment, then said in confusion, "Boy, I don't quite understand. Marrying into our Wu clan should be a good choice, right? Why do you insist on doing this?"

"I don't have any intention of marrying into your family. Although my career may not be what you like, at my age, I feel I have done well. I am very satisfied with my current life and don't want to change anything."

Kujo Ditaro did not lie, this was his true words.

Unfortunately, life is not always smooth sailing.

The white-haired old man shook his head and warned, "Many people already know about your victory over Wu Lei'an tonight. You should know about the Kengan Tournament. The upper-class consortiums in Japan are desperately looking for powerful fighters, and they are unlikely to miss someone like you."

"By then, whether you like it or not, they'll do everything they can to get you to compete on their behalf. If bribery doesn't work, they'll use coercion. With their financial resources, it won't be difficult for them to bring down your small company."

I've finally been waiting for this..!

Kujo Ditaro's expression remained unchanged, but he felt relieved in his heart.

That's right, the current development of the situation was within his expectations.

In other words, the purpose of his trip was for this moment.

His ultimate plan was to obtain the protection of the Wu family and ensure that he would not be coerced by other financial groups.

Kujo Ditaro knows that apart from his extraordinary martial arts skills, he has no other trump cards that can be used and will not let him down.

As the saying goes, a man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure.

In Neon, where the Kengan Society dominates the business world, it would be fine if Kujo Ditaro could remain unknown, but once his strength is exposed, he will definitely be poached to be a fighter.

Although fighting artists can make money quickly, the risks and frustrations involved are directly proportional.

Apart from that, Kujo Ditaro doesn't like the feeling of having his fate controlled by others.

Therefore, in order to change this situation, he must find a backer, a backer who does not need him to be a fighter, but has to rely on him.

"What Chief Wu meant by this is that he wants me to marry into his family and then protect me, right?"

Kujo Ditaro pretended not to know and said the most superficial meaning of the words.

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "No, this way we are no different from them. I have already spread the word that you are under the protection of our Wu clan. Those big financial groups that want to recruit you as a fighting artist will naturally not have any ideas about you anymore."

"Why do you do this?"

Kujo Ditaro knew that if he wanted to continue the conversation, he had to act as an NPC.

The white-haired old man finished his tea and continued, "There's a saying, 'You're grateful for what you've received, and you're grateful for what you've received.' You've received favors from the Wu family, and I believe you'll be willing to marry into their family sooner or later. Don't rush to refute me. I haven't finished my words yet. The Kengan Tournament is still some time away. If you don't want to accept my favor, then go and participate in the competition and represent your company."

"what?"

Kujo Ditaro was quite surprised and a little surprised.

The white-haired old man raised his lips and explained, "Fighters are ultimately tools for businessmen to pursue profit, but you are different. You have your own company, and everything you do is for yourself. If you win the Kengan Tournament, you will become the new president of the Kengan Association."

"I don't understand your intention. What good will it do you if I become the president of the Kengan Society?"

"Benefits? The throne that everyone covets is won by a twenty-year-old young man. What could be more exciting than this?"

Without giving it much thought, Kujo Ditaro refused, "I won't participate. I have enough going on right now. I'm afraid the troubles after participating will be endless."

"It will be a bit troublesome, but you might as well give up the Kengankai chairmanship and appoint someone else. You'll be able to pocket a small fortune, probably tens of billions, and it'll also make your company famous."

The white-haired old man showed a serious expression and emphasized, "If you don't want to be restricted by others, then arm yourself. A businessman's weapons are his capital. The more capital you have, the less others will dare to touch you. The Kengan Conference is an uncommon event, but it is also a springboard for businessmen. As for how high you can jump, it depends on how brave you are."

"Kid, the Wu family can't protect you forever. Unless you are willing to marry into the family, sooner or later you will be forced to participate in the Kengan Tournament. In a few days, there will be a competition to obtain Kengan members. The entry fee is 100 million. As long as you win the competition, you will be eligible to participate in the Kengan Tournament. As for what will happen in the end, it depends on your choice."

The white-haired old man spread his hands and said slowly: "Okay, go back and think about it carefully, kid."

"No need to bother."