Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

"I have experienced the period when the Sheqi Eight Families were on the verge of collapse. Naturally, I have also heard of the title of Shadow Emperor, but are you really worthy of the title?" Inuyama He asked angrily.

He was originally in his eighties, but now he was like a young man, angrily questioning Sugi Yue. Fragments of memories of that year kept flashing through his mind.

Many American fighter planes kept flying overhead, and countless bombs fell from the sky, ruthlessly taking people's lives. At that time, Inuyama He also saw the decline of the Inuyama family step by step.

Or the defeat of the entire Snake Eight Clans. American warships poured into the port of Tokyo, Japan, loudly announcing their victory. Countless armed American soldiers pounced on the defenseless Japanese civilians like wild wolves, and devoured their flesh and blood.

What followed were the mixed-race members of the secret party. They were like wolves and tigers, pouring into the world of the Japanese mixed-races, killing all the mixed-races who disobeyed them and establishing their authority.

As the last man of the defeated Inuyama family, he must carry the survival and revival of the entire family on his frail shoulders.

Enduring the shame, she searched for prostitutes that satisfied these disgusting American soldiers, and then received their disdainful praise amid whistles, saving her family from this deformed relationship.

Even now, when he thinks about this kind of thing, he still finds it ridiculous.

"But you, when the Eight Snakes were on the verge of collapse, when the mixed-bloods of the Secret Party continued to pour in, and when our civilians were invaded, you were not there. You ran away. You don't deserve to be called the Shadow Emperor."

Inuyama He was like a demon crawling out of hell. Even though he was already in hell, he still tried his best to tear a piece of flesh from Uesugi Yue.

The other family heads and everyone else present looked at the head of the Inuyama family, Inuyama He, with a sigh in their eyes. Most of them were from the younger generation, so they had not experienced the time when the Eight Snake Families were on the verge of destruction.

He only had some understanding from historical books, while Fuma Kotaro, who had also experienced that period, sighed. He certainly understood Inuyama He's feelings, and he felt the same way.

During that period, all the mixed-blood families were worried that the secret party's butcher knife would fall on their heads one day. This fear, over time, condensed into a dark cloud, hanging over everyone's head.

However, following Inuyama He's words, all the people from the eight Snake families in the shrine looked at Uesugi Yue with hatred. This hatred was not for themselves, but for their predecessors and family members who died during that period.

"Hahaha..." Uesugi Yue suddenly laughed, with sarcasm in his laughter. Hearing Inuyama He's words, he thought of his mother who was resting in an unknown grave in Nanjing.

"It's no wonder that you have such a shallow vision. After all, even I would be briefly dazzled by the prosperity of the prosperous times." Uesugi Yue did not explain, but instead said something strange.

"If you are the Shadow Emperor, please leave the shrine of the Snake Eight Clan and retain your last dignity. The Snake Eight Clan does not need to abandon their leader." Fuma Kotaro stepped forward and said to Uesugi Yue.

The situation became more and more serious, and everyone had the same attitude towards Uesugi Yue, but Uesugi Yue didn't care about this attitude.

But he would be extremely angry because these people never reflect on themselves.

"Everything in the world has its consequences. Did our consequences come out of thin air? You only know how much damage your family has suffered and how many of your relatives and friends have died."

Uesugi Yue's golden eyes were brighter than ever before, because at this moment he was angry, and boiling dragon blood was constantly surging in his body.

The majesty of the king's arrival was like dark clouds before a storm, spreading throughout the shrine and striking at everyone's heart.

"Why didn't you speak up for others when we were taking away the interests of other countries? Why didn't you say anything when your wallets were stained with the blood of the dead in other countries? Why didn't you say anything when their heads were hanging on bayonets?"

Uesugi Yue was like an angry dragon, and his voice was like a lion's roar, which made their blood boil.

He was not entirely angry at the people of the Snake Eight Clan. Instead, he saw his past self in this group of unrepentant people of the Snake Eight Clan, the self who used to lie in this shrine and live a life of drunkenness and debauchery.

At that time, he, like them, believed that this was a just war.

But this is all false. There is no justice in war and life should never be trampled upon.

This is the truth he understood when he learned that his mother died at the hands of his own people in the war. At that moment, he was like a monster who had lost his soul, unable to find the mother who had always loved him.

"This is a wrong war. We made others pay the price with blood. So why do you start complaining when it's our turn to pay the price? Is it because it will only hurt when the butcher's knife falls on your own body?"

Uesugi Yue walked closer to Inuyama He and patted his hand on Inuyama He's shoulder. "I know that you are upset about the fate of yourself, your family, and your country."

"But what you lost, others also lost. There are no innocent people in war. You paid a price, I paid a price too, and everyone paid their own price."

Uesugi Yue moved closer to Inuyama He, his eyes filled with endless sadness.

"But this does not change the fact that you ran away. In a critical moment, as a leader, you only cared about running away. You have long forgotten your responsibilities."

Despite this, Inuyama He did not give up. He knew that there was no innocent person among those involved in the war, but as the leader of the Snake Eight Families, he could actually abandon his own family at the most critical moment.

Is such a leader a leader or a traitor?

"Yes, I ran away." Faced with this question, Uesugi Yue admitted without hesitation that he had escaped. He looked around and looked into everyone's eyes.

"Or you think I shouldn't run away, I should stay, gather you together, lead you to continue to fight tenaciously with the secret party, and then be wiped out by them with an absolute advantage."

"From now on, there will no longer be the Snake Eight Clan in Japan, or in the world. Of course, you won't be able to stand here and talk without any worries."

Uesugi Yue let go of Inuyama He, casually pushed him aside, and walked towards Tachibana Masamune's position.

He stopped in front of Fuma Kotaro, the head of the Fuma family. Uesugi Yue looked at Fuma Kotaro and the so-called elite members of the Snake Eight Families behind him.

"Or do you think that without a strong military deterrent, the secret party would be so kind as to keep you here, and that old guy Ange would be so kind as to cooperate with you."

"We will allow you to establish a so-called Japanese branch and restore the dignity of our family. The price is just to put you under the control of Kassel Academy."

Uesugi Yue sneered, his face full of sarcasm, mocking the naivety and childishness of everyone present.

"Are you all three-year-olds playing house games? Do you think there are unequal transactions in the world? Without me, you would have become a piece of history in Kassel Academy."

"It only says that during World War II, due to the resistance of the Eight Snake Qi Families, the Secret Party wiped out all of them. Apart from that, there is nothing else."

He pushed aside Fuma Kotaro who was blocking his way and walked straight towards Tachibana Masamune, "Since you have occupied this position for so long, you can abdicate now."

Tachibana Masamune said nothing, but bowed deeply and silently, then stood up and walked down from the seat of the patriarch to the seat of the patriarch of the Tachibana family below.

Uesugi Yue looked at the back of Tachibana Masamune who walked away silently, his eyes full of disgust. He and Tachibana Masamune had just met for the first time, but he would never forgive anyone who wanted to murder his child.

He sat on the tatami in a casual manner, not taking the traditional kneeling position, but sitting on it with his legs spread out like a gangster.

"Now I am the head of the Sheqi Eight Clan. Whoever agrees, whoever opposes."

Uesugi Yue glanced left and right at everyone. No one within his sight could look him in the face for more than a second, because the bloodline of the emperor could not be looked directly at by trash.

"I don't agree." A young but steady voice came from outside the shrine door. As the door opened, a flash of thunder passed by, and the dazzling lightning blurred his figure.

"Yes, young master." Crow whispered to Yaksha beside him, and at the same time, the flame of hope lit up in his eyes. If there was a young master who was Tian Zhaoming, then the current situation would not be so bad.

Who knows, with the young master's strength, he might be able to pull the old man Uesugi Yue off the throne of the patriarch in the next moment.

"Gen. Chisei." Uesugi Yue said his name first. A king would usually have disdain, solemnity, or other similar emotions towards his challenger, but Uesugi Yue's face was surprisingly gentle when facing Gen. Chisei.

That kind of tenderness is what only a father or mother can have towards their child, but at this moment it was truly revealed on Uesugi Yue's face.

"I don't agree with your advancement. The past history should be buried in the ruins. The present era belongs to the present people." Minamoto Chisei walked towards Uesugi Yue from the shrine gate, and his golden eyes opened at this moment.

His golden eyes were as bright as Uesugi Yue's. The pure gold carried an extremely oppressive feeling, but this made Uesugi Yue even happier.

The dragon blood flowing in his body told him that this was his child, a real son.

"Dad, you shouldn't abdicate. You are the most qualified patriarch to lead the Eight Snake Families, not some old antique who crawled out from the ashes." Yuan Zhisheng said bluntly.

When Uesugi Yue heard how Minamoto Chisei addressed Tachibana Masamune, the smile on his face froze. Good boy, you recognize a thief as your father, right?

"That's not the case, Chisei..." Before Tachibana Masamune could finish his words, he was interrupted by Uesugi Yue.

"You don't need to explain, Tachibana Masamune, the head of the Tachibana family. I will personally communicate with the head of the Minamoto family, Minamoto Chisei." Uesugi Yue stood up and walked towards Minamoto Chisei step by step.

"I know there are many people who are dissatisfied with me, so you should open your eyes and watch carefully how I beat up the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Zhisheng."

Uesugi Yue's face showed the "kindness" look unique to a father. Since he was not able to accompany Gen Chisei when he was a child, it is not too late for him to experience the love from his father's iron fist now.

Gen Chisei got into a fighting stance and carefully observed Uesugi Yue who was slowly walking towards him. He wanted to win with one strike. As long as he saw Uesugi Yue's flaw, he would be able to defeat him in an instant.