Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

At Genji Heavy Industries, Japan, as the sun slowly sets into the embrace of the ocean, the originally scorching sunlight turns into a drowsy dim light.

Uesugi Yue sat on the top floor of Genji Heavy Industries. He looked at the light of setting sun that came in through the large glass panels. His originally black eyes were flashing a dim yellow color as the light jumped.

"Ding dong."

A slight prompt sound from the elevator broke the silence of the private space belonging to the patriarchs of the eight Sheqi families, announcing that other people had arrived in this space.

But Uesugi Yue didn't care. He didn't look back, but reached out and patted the cushion beside him.

"Chisheng, sit here."

His voice was deep and carried a hint of fatherly tenderness, causing the figure coming out of the elevator to pause for a moment.

But then Gen Chisei returned to his original state and walked towards the cushion that Uesugi Yue was pointing at.

As he sat down, he removed the two knives he was wearing and wanted to place them beside him.

"Zhisheng, your weapon is too far away from you."

Uesugi Yue placed his hand on the back of Minamoto Chisei's hand, stopping him from putting down his knife.

"Even if it's such a small distance, even if it delays for such a short time, sometimes it can be fatal."

Yuan Zhisheng's hand stopped in mid-air, and half a second later, he placed the two knives on his cross-legged legs. The scabbards, as black as the night, glowed like a black gem under the setting sun.

After saying this, a long silence fell between the two of them, like two silent sculptures, standing quietly in the light of the setting sun.

The dim sunlight also turned into a brilliant red during this period, like ripe maple leaves in autumn, dancing in the sky, showing a contradictory feeling of magnificence and sadness.

"Master, what's the matter with calling me here?"

Finally, Yuan Zhisheng took the initiative to break the silence. The blood-red sunset fell on his black coat, like a blood-stained black Buddha.

Uesugi Yue did not directly answer Gen Chisei's question, but looked at the blood-red sunset, and his eyes turned blood red.

"Zhisheng, this is not the sunset, it is the blood that is about to flow."

Genji Chisei's eyes narrowed. He had received a message from Uesugi Yue an hour ago, asking him to bring Spider-Kiri and Douji-Kiri to the top floor of Genji Heavy Industries, to this private space that belonged to the patriarch alone.

Combined with what Uesugi Yue said now, Gen Chisei had already guessed the answer that Uesugi Yue had not yet said.

"Are we going to fight now or at night?"

Seeing that Gen Chisei guessed the answer so quickly, Uesugi Yue revealed a barely perceptible smile.

It turned out that he was his son, and he inherited the same smart brain as him.

Like every father, they all think that their children are the smartest children in the world. Even the movie king, Uesugi Yue, cannot escape this theorem.

After he returned to the position of the head of the eight Snake families, he told Minamoto no Chisei and Eri that they were parent-child.

However, unlike his beautiful imagination of the beautiful scene where his son and daughter would run towards him together, Eri and Gen Chisei just stood opposite him and looked at him silently.

Yuan Zhisheng knelt on the tatami, his lips slightly pursed, his face seemingly expressionless, but the ripples that flashed in his eyes from time to time, and his hands were unconsciously clenched, leaving his knuckles white, all of which indicated that Yuan Zhisheng was not as calm as he appeared.

Eri nodded, indicating that she understood, and then wrote a line of beautiful words in her little notebook, "Now can I let my brother play games with me?"

Looking at Eri's clear eyes, there was no joy of recognizing her father in her eyes, but a kind of obedient waiting and questioning.

She asked if her brother Yuan Zhisheng could play games with her.

Perhaps in her heart, the role of father did not occupy a large position, just like a gust of wind, you can only see its traces when it blows by.

After Uesugi Yue let out a long sigh, he placed his hands on Eri's dark red hair and rubbed them gently, and finally succumbed to Eri's expectant eyes.

"Go and play."

Uesugi Yue showed a bitter smile on his face. Even though he was very helpless, what could he do when facing his son and daughter?

It was not until now that he finally understood why his father seemed a little at a loss when facing him.

As a man, he can be tough when facing anyone, but as a father, how can he apply that kind of attitude to his own children?

"Zhisheng, you should go too, and have some fun with your sister."

When Uesugi Yue said this, Eri immediately stood up and trotted to her brother's side, then held her brother's hand with one hand, her clear eyes full of anticipation.

"Yes..."

After answering yes, Gen Chisei remained silent. He didn't know how to address Uesugi Yue now.

Many years ago, when he and his younger brother Minamoto no Chijo were still in that mountain, Tachibana Masamune once told him that he and Minamoto no Chijo were both sons of a big shot in the underworld.

But that big shot had died, leaving behind only these two sons.

But a few days ago, this dead man suddenly jumped out. As a dead man who only existed in memory, he opened his coffin lid, and then stood in front of all the people of the Sheqi Eight Families alive and aggressively.

Announced that he was the true emperor of the Eight Snake Clans.

"If you don't know how to say it, then don't say it. What you force yourself to say may not be in line with your true feelings. When your true feelings come, you will naturally be able to say it easily."

Uesugi Yue walked to the side of Gen Chisei, bent down and patted Gen Chisei on the shoulder. His big hand, which was warm, seemed a little hot at this moment.

"Ding dong."

Another elevator prompt sound broke Uesugi Yue's memories and made Gen Chisei look towards the elevator.

Who would come here at this time?

When the elevator door slowly opened, a face that surprised Yuan Zhisheng was revealed.

"Master Inuyama." He whispered softly, with many doubts.

Gen Chisei still remembers that when Uesugi Yue came to compete for the position of the head of the family, Inuyama He's attitude could be said to be firmly opposed. He even showed an attitude that made everyone think that he wanted to stop Uesugi Yue from regaining that position even at the cost of his life.

But at this moment, why are they meeting here when they should be enemies?

"It turns out to be the young master."

Inuyama He was wearing a dark-black long sword, and his black coat made him look like an ancient old swordsman.

"Inuyama, is your knife still as sharp as before?" The voice of Uesugi Yue behind Minamoto Chisei reached the ears of the two. It was a question, but not a question.

"I don't have a bloodline as strong as the emperor's. Time has aged me a lot."

Inuyama He's hand touched the scored hilt of the knife, feeling the uneven touch. His eyes changed from leisure to sharp in an instant.

Like a sword that has been tempered thousands of times, it is just a piece of scrap iron before it is forged, but when the last hammer falls, it is reborn and reveals its unique edge to the world.

"But my blade has become sharper, because the old swordsman's final weapon is not agility, but unparalleled skill."

After hearing what the two said, Gen Chisei became more and more confused. Inuyama He and Uesugi didn't seem like mortal enemies, but more like a pair of old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Gen Chisei had a guess in his mind, but the confrontation between Inuyama He and Uesugi Yue a few days ago was still vivid in his mind, and he could not be sure of the guess that emerged in his mind.

"We have known each other for decades, Chisheng. When I was a ramen chef, it was Inuyama who paid for my stall."

"After all, all the money I earned was thrown into the pub."

Uesugi Yue smiled proudly, then slowly walked in front of Inuyama He and placed his hands on Inuyama He's shoulders. This was the first time he formally looked at his old friend since he came back.

The current Inuyama He has changed from a young man to an old man. The knife of time has sharply carved traces of time on his body.

"You are really old."

"But even so, your eyes remain the same. The sharpness remains the same as before and has never changed."

"Besides, Inuyama, you are a very good actor. If you were not the head of the Snake Eight Clan, you would definitely win an Oscar from that group of people if you became an actor."

Uesugi Yue patted Inuyama He's shoulder vigorously. He looked into his old but young eyes, and praised him generously. At the same time, he revealed the truth of the matter to Gen Chisei.

Although time will leave traces on a person's surface, it is powerless in the face of a strong will. The will will not change with the passage of time. It will remain the same as before, and will always be a sharp gem.

"Such praise will make me forget everything else. Sometimes people still have to live in criticism in order to survive to the end."

Inuyama He lowered his eyes, retracting all the sharpness in them, leaving only the old age that belonged to an old man.

Uesugi Yue withdrew his hands and shook his head. This was the character shaped by Inuyama He's experiences, the experiences and lessons learned with blood by a small man trying to survive in the cracks.

"Zhisheng, I know you have doubts."

"But on that day, it was a drama we were planning, where I played the returning underworld overlord, and Inuyama, as a former branch chief, was the stepping stone for my return."

Uesugi Yue turned to look at Minamoto Chisei and explained to him what he was confused about.

"Yes, if the Shadow Emperor wants to come back and take the throne of the head of the family again."

"Then there must be a representative who is defeated. This representative must have strength and prestige recognized by everyone. Only in this way can everyone obey."

"Only then can the Shadow Emperor, who has become the head of the family, truly intimidate all the people in the Eight Snake Families, and not be stripped of his power and become a puppet."

Inuyama He took over Uesugi Yue's words and continued to explain to Minamoto Chisei.

Although this was something that had no benefit and was even harmful to him, he still did it resolutely.

Because the eight Sheqi families now need a real emperor.

Only an emperor with overwhelming power can lead the eight Sheqi families, who are now in turmoil, through the crisis.

"boom."

Yuan Zhisheng was interrupted by a sudden explosion before he could finish his words. The wooden board under his feet also shook slightly, indicating that the explosion was unusual.

This explosion sound that shouldn't have happened made Genji Chisei's pupils shrink instantly. This kind of explosion sound shouldn't have happened in Genji Heavy Industries.

But Uesugi Yue and Inuyama He did not look nervous at this moment. Both of them had calm expressions on their faces. Uesugi Yue even had an expression on his face that said, "It's finally here. I've been waiting for a long time."

"The sun will soon set, and in the darkness, the insects will reveal their disgusting figures."

Uesugi Yue turned and walked to a corner of the room, where a display stand made of white jade stood. A silver-white knife was placed diagonally on it, emitting a cold air.

This is the secret treasure of the Shadow Emperor, an alchemical tool whose value cannot be measured by money - the Lunar Eclipse.

Uesugi Yue suddenly pulled the silver-white knife out of the scabbard, revealing a long blade shaped like a seedling. The blade was not silver-white, but a cold color close to ice and snow.

Although the sword is very long, it still looks a little small in Uesugi Yue's hand, but this is normal because this was originally a women's sword made for the past Tsukuyomi.

That term of Tsukuyomi was rarely held by a woman, and her word spirit was good at forging, so she created a unique alchemical knife, the Eclipse, which exudes a cold aura.

But even so, when Uesugi Yue held the Eclipse, he could still feel the icy cold air emanating from it, as if it wanted to pass through his arm to his heart.

But under the heat of the imperial blood, Uesugi Yue only felt a little cool. He lightly waved the Moon Eclipse, and a silver-white moon mark appeared in the air, and the sound of cutting through the air also reached the ears of the three people.

"Come on, Inuyama, Chisei, let's entertain the 'guests' who come here tonight."