Poof...
Blood instantly splattered across the entire table. Lin Beichen turned to look at Dongchuan Ichiro, who was still dazed in the chair, and said irritably:
"What are you still sitting there for? Hurry up and go!"
On hearing Lin Beichen’s rebuke, Dongchuan Ichiro finally came to his senses, realizing that the blood on the table wasn’t his own. He instinctively touched his neck, feeling secretly relieved.
"Thankfully, Lin Beichen was here, otherwise I would have died just now."
Aside from relief, Dongchuan Ichiro’s heart was filled with shock. He had been so close to Lin Beichen but hadn’t seen how he made his move.
"Hurry up and get over here!"
Upon hearing Lin Beichen’s voice again, Dongchuan Ichiro hurriedly ran over. Now was not the time to dwell on this; if he messed up, it would be him who ended up dead.
Meanwhile, Matsubara Shigeki and Gaoshan Jinnan on the top floor were tensely staring at their phones. Ten minutes had passed with no news coming back.
"Do you think... they might have failed?"
Matsubara Shigeki swallowed his saliva and subconsciously said.
Yes, the people in the restaurant downstairs were the ones they sent out. However, those assassins weren’t from the Matsubara or Gaoshan clans, but rather from the two major restroom clans.
Although they weren’t the top figures in the restroom clans, they weren’t people that ordinary individuals could compare to.
"Impossible!"
Gaoshan Jinnan said with a stern expression.
Back when they arranged for the restroom clans to take action, they paid a considerable price. If even the restroom clans couldn’t deal with Dongchuan Ichiro and the others, they would be in danger.
"Let’s... wait a bit longer."
Another five minutes passed, and even Gaoshan Jinnan began to feel panicked. They had just heard that their own clan had been surrounded by the Dongchuan Clan.
If Dongchuan Ichiro died here, their clan members might have a chance to survive. But if their action failed, none of the Matsubara or Gaoshan clan members would leave alive.
Another ten minutes passed, and the room became eerily silent, so quiet that Matsubara Shigeki’s sweat dripping onto the table was clearly audible.
"We should go downstairs. We lost today."
Gaoshan Jinnan stood up and exhaled deeply.
He had originally thought that with the help of the restroom clans, even if this siege failed, they would still have a chance to mitigate.
But they hadn’t anticipated Dongchuan Ichiro would directly arrange personnel to surround their family’s house. If Dongchuan Ichiro was attacked but didn’t die, none of their clan members would survive.
Matsubara Shigeki and Gaoshan Jinnan placed themselves in Dongchuan Ichiro’s shoes, and they would have done the same. Furthermore, they couldn’t think of any reason that would make Dongchuan Ichiro spare them.
"Yes, there’s no other choice."
Matsubara Shigeki stood up, his voice, expression, and even footsteps becoming incredibly heavy.
It felt like their legs were chained with a thousand-pound weight, making each step extremely difficult!
As they arrived at the restaurant downstairs, it was completely deserted. Due to the recent battle, Tokyo Grand Hotel had cleared out all guests, leaving only cold corpses on the floor.
The deeper they went, the more terrified Matsubara and Gaoshan felt. The corpses they saw had the restroom clan marks on their necks and were of Divine Light Country appearance, not the tall bodies of Dragon Country people.
This proved that the people lying dead on the ground were theirs, with no injury to Dongchuan Ichiro’s men.
"Where did these Dragon Country people come from?"
As they walked inside, they saw Dongchuan Ichiro sitting by the dining table, calmly eating, as if nothing had happened.
"You... aren’t hurt?"
Matsubara Shigeki saw that Dongchuan Ichiro wasn’t injured, not even a trace of blood. He couldn’t help but ask.
Indeed, Dongchuan Ichiro was uninjured, but he was wearing an outer jacket to pressure Matsubara and Gaoshan.
"What? Are you disappointed that I’m unhurt?"
Dongchuan Ichiro’s tone was cold as he elegantly wiped his mouth after finishing his steak.
"I thought I had expressed my friendship to you, is this how you respond?"
On hearing Dongchuan Ichiro, Lin Beichen couldn’t help but laugh.
Dongchuan Ichiro had mentioned in school that his idol was the Don from a novel. He didn’t expect Dongchuan Ichiro to mimic the Don’s manner from the movie.
"It was all a misunderstanding."
Gaoshan Jinnan felt his back drenched in sweat, his voice trembling.
Seeing Gaoshan’s reaction, Dongchuan Ichiro felt deeply satisfied but restrained his urge to laugh. Finally, he motioned Gaoshan to sit on the adjacent chair.
Though Gaoshan sat down, he barely touched the edge with his backside. Matsubara, without Dongchuan Ichiro’s signal, didn’t dare to sit at all.