"This has everything to do with you."
Dongchuan Ichiro didn’t want Lin Beichen to reject him so unequivocally and quickly explained.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Lin Beichen’s lips curled into a scheming smile. In his urgency, Dongchuan Ichiro didn’t notice the change in Lin Beichen’s expression.
"My eldest brother is a complete anti-Dragon Country activist!"
Upon hearing Dongchuan Ichiro’s statement, Lin Beichen’s expression immediately darkened.
A tangible murderous intent seemed to emanate from Lin Beichen’s body. Feeling the change in the opponent’s demeanor, Dongchuan Ichiro’s face showed panic, but he was inwardly overjoyed.
"It’s said that Dragon Country people have an almost obsessive patriotism, and seeing it today proves it’s true. If I utilize this well, I can definitely make this guy work for me!"
Dongchuan Ichiro mused to himself.
Little did he know there was a saying in Dragon Country: "The true hunter always appears as the prey."
"What about you? I don’t see your attitude toward Dragon Country being any better."
Lin Beichen snorted coldly, not taking Dongchuan Ichiro’s words to heart.
Seeing Lin Beichen about to turn away, Dongchuan Ichiro hurriedly stopped him.
"I can make some concessions to prove my sincerity."
"If you say so, then I’m not tired anymore."
Lin Beichen mused to himself upon hearing this but kept his face stern.
"If you insist on saying that, then I suppose I can give you some time."
Seeing Lin Beichen nod in agreement, Dongchuan Ichiro immediately beamed with joy, hurriedly grabbed Lin Beichen’s arm in an intimate manner, causing Lin Beichen to get goosebumps.
If someone unaware of the truth saw this scene, they would surely think the two had a very close relationship.
Subsequently, at Dongchuan Ichiro’s invitation, Lin Beichen arrived at a high-end restaurant outside Imperial Capital University. The restaurant operated on a membership basis, meaning only members could dine there.
Depending on the membership level, they corresponded to different areas: Iron Members to the first-floor hall, Bronze Members to the first-floor semi-private rooms, Silver Members to the second floor, Gold Members to the third floor, Platinum Members to the fourth floor, and Diamond Members to the fifth floor. The most elite Supreme Members could use any seat from the first to the fifth floor and even access the mysterious private room on the sixth floor.
At this moment, Lin Beichen and Dongchuan Ichiro were sitting in a private room on the fifth floor. As the second heir of the Dongchuan Clan, being able to secure a Diamond Membership was understandable.
"So, what do you want me to help you with?"
After ordering, Lin Beichen propped his chin on his hands and asked directly.
Dongchuan Ichiro paused, surprised by Lin Beichen’s directness, but after thinking it over, he smiled.
"It’s said that you Dragon Country people like straightforwardness. Seeing it today really proves that..."
Before Dongchuan Ichiro could finish his sentence, Lin Beichen impatiently waved him off.
"Enough with the rhetoric. In this aspect, I’m your ancestor."
Hearing Lin Beichen’s humiliating words, Dongchuan Ichiro wasn’t angered but instead smiled as if Lin Beichen had said something amusing.
What does it mean to be shameless? Dongchuan Ichiro exemplified these three words to the fullest.
Though the other was clearly insulting him, Dongchuan Ichiro pretended not to hear, since the other could bring him benefits.
"Actually, it’s quite simple. I want you to eliminate my eldest brother."
Dongchuan Ichiro spoke with a casual tone, as if what he wanted to kill was not his own brother but just a pig or a dog.
"You really have a big appetite, thinking that eliminating your brother will secure you as the top heir?"
Lin Beichen conceived a plan and said solemnly.
Lin Beichen’s words also made Dongchuan Ichiro uneasy because his stance toward Dragon Country wasn’t much different from his brother’s.
However, compared to his brother, Dongchuan Ichiro was more rational. He knew well that Dragon Country people excel in manipulation.
After all, a nation capable of creating The Art of War thousands of years ago would undoubtedly be skilled in strategy.
Therefore, hearing Lin Beichen’s words, Dongchuan Ichiro became flustered, believing Lin Beichen had thought of an important detail that he had missed.
At this moment, Dongchuan Ichiro felt like a student waiting for the teacher’s next lesson, but Lin Beichen had no intention of speaking, leaving Dongchuan Ichiro to scratch his head in desperation.
The man beside Dongchuan Ichiro wore a dissatisfied expression. This man was a loyal follower of Dongchuan Ichiro and the second heir of the samurai clan under the Dongchuan faction.
He followed Dongchuan Ichiro to block bullets and eliminate those disrespectful to Dongchuan Ichiro. From the young samurai’s perspective, Lin Beichen already met the criteria for the latter.
Feeling the murderous intent emanating from the young samurai, Lin Beichen didn’t even lift his head, nor did he glance at him, making the samurai extremely dissatisfied.