Chapter 1640 - 1641: Washing Sword Villa
Long Hai and the others stared blankly at Yang Fei, who was drenched in blood, his eyes were reddened, brimming with murderous intent, like an ancient Demon King descended.
Yang Fei strode to the memorial tablet of Henry and the little girl's family, bowing deeply.
"Brother Henry, ladies and gentlemen, I haven't considered things thoroughly, causing your death, my sins are deep."
"But please rest assured, the Kimura Clan will pay a heavy price for their evil deeds."
After speaking, he performed a deep bow and sighed deeply.
Long Hai walked over, trembling with fear, daring not to approach Yang Fei.
"Uncle Master, what shall we do now?"
Yang Fei took a deep breath.
"We can't stay here anymore, I'll arrange a new place for you."
"I'll arrange for you to stay at Taihe Hotel, along with the experts from the Yinxue Tower Martial Arts Alliance."
"Unless Jing Kongzhao himself comes, even the Heavenly King can't do anything to you."
Long Hai nodded, looking at Yang Fei with concern.
"But Uncle Master, what about you, aren't you coming with us?"
Yang Fei shook his head: "I will stay somewhere separate from you for now."
"The matters here will soon be spread widely, the Eight Great War God Families of Sang Country will definitely not spare me, I'll bear this burden myself."
Long Hai resolutely refused: "No, if we leave you at this time, are we even human?"
Yang Fei smiled faintly: "Although the War God Family is renowned in Sang Country, they're not quite capable enough to deal with me."
"This group of extreme right elements, with wolf-like ambitions, national grudges, family hatred, I've long wanted to deal with them."
Long Hai was dumbfounded, completely unable to understand Yang Fei's meaning.
Yang Fei waved them away.
"Go on, there are things you don't need to understand or ask about, I'll call the Yinxue Tower Martial Arts Alliance."
After experiencing today's battle, Long Hai finally understood Yang Fei's true strength.
He knew staying with Yang Fei would only add to his burdens.
Long Hai had no choice but to lead his fellow disciples, bid farewell to Yang Fei, and leave this bloody place.
After they left, Yang Fei sneered coldly and exited the small courtyard.
Less than fifty kilometers from Pinghu City is a scenic summer resort.
A dense palm grove, a quiet beach, more than ten kilometers of private Golden Coast, luxury yachts on the shore.
Like Crescent Lake, this ocean summer resort is not open to the public.
The villa has hidden sentries everywhere, ordinary tourists are strictly prohibited from entering.
This resort, named Washing Sword Villa, is owned by a mysterious tycoon from Xijing.
However, everyone in the circles knows, behind this mysterious tycoon is the vast War God Alliance Family.
The War God Alliance Family of Sang Country is a significant force active in Sang Country politics.
These ancient families, during World War II, for the expansion of Sang Country territory, countless family members went to the battlefield.
They died in countless battles, and simultaneously achieved significant military merits, laying the foundation for the War God Family.
After Sang Country was defeated, subjected to international tribunal judgment, countless pioneers of the War God Alliance Families became war criminals, and were sent to the gallows.
These heinous individuals are deeply hated abroad, people wish to eat their flesh and sleep on their skins.
But in the eyes of some left-wing citizens at home, these individuals are unblemished national heroes.
For this reason, the nation and the royal family even set up a Divine Altar, holding grand annual ceremonies.
These war criminal families, therefore gained the support of countless Sang Country citizens, active in Sang Country politics.
They hold significant power in many key military and political departments.
And the strength of the War God Family is not limited to national regime areas.
They also possess enormous influence in the Underworld, with famous groups like Village Entrance Group and Black Dragon Society active for a time.
Unlike the underground forces of other countries, the underground forces under the War God Alliance are loyal to the nation and the royal family.
Therefore, the Government Office regulatory aspects turn a blind eye.
In this respect, the War God Family Alliance and the Eight Gates Ninja are consistent.
Except that Eight Gates Ninja directly belongs to the Military Department, while the War God Family's roots lie among the common people.
At this moment, on the beach of Washing Sword Villa, a slender, gray-haired elder is gazing at the distant east.
A thin mist hovers on the horizon where the water meets the sky.
But the elder's gaze seems to pierce through this thin mist, seeing that magical and fertile land across the Ocean.
Behind the elder, there is also an elder in his fifties, plump with a flushed big nose.
"Kimura Kougen, what are you looking at?"
The plump elder is leaning on a silver cane, squinting as if very unaccustomed to the brilliant light before sunset.
If there were outsiders present, they would be shocked.
This slender elder is none other than Kimura Kougen, the clan leader of the War God Alliance Kimura Clan.
Kimura Kougen seems not to hear the plump elder's words, after a while he sighed and withdrew his gaze.
"I was wondering, if we had won that battle half a century ago, what kind of scene would it be now?"
His finger points to the depths of the Ocean.
"The Divine Land of thousands of miles, is the homeland of us People of Sang Country, we could plant endless cherry blossoms there."
"Our People of Sang Country could grasp the Mingyue above the Nine Heavens, catch big turtles in the Ocean, if truly so, even if we were shattered, we could smile in the underworld."
The plump elder longs leisurely, then sighs and lowers his head.
"Countless ancestors' dreams could all come to nothing, and Huaxia people are absolutely not a race that can be enslaved."
"Over the years, that country has been diligent in governance, growing ever stronger, while our Sang Country has been declining, whenever I think of this, we can't help but feel sorrow."
Kimura Kougen snorted: "To go against the tide, knowing it is impossible and doing it, that's how real heroes should be."
"If only able to go with the flow, that's just a simple reflex of single-cell organisms."
At this point, he restrained his gaze.
"Huaxia people are rising, yet our Sang Country hasn't retreated."
"The core competitiveness of a nation and ethnicity lies not in the strength of external possessions, but in the iron-like will and fighting spirit of national spirit."
Saying this, he turned around, his eyes calm and clear.
"The competitive strength and fighting spirit of our People of Sang Country, is unmatched."
"These years, the national military fortune prospers, the economy rises, all thanks to the relentless national spirit, the spirit of self-sacrifice."
At this point, he sighed deeply, his gaze lowered.
"Last night, over thirty elite family members of my Kimura Clan died honorably in battle, a great pity indeed."
The plump elder sighed deeply as he finally mentions last night's bloody battle.
"The Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament is full of strong contenders, last night, Nephew Kimura encountered a master of unconventional paths."
"Our informers haven't yet discovered this person's identity."
Kimura Kougen snorted, revealing hatred in his eyes.
"What's there to investigate? It must be the doings of those from Huaxia Drinking Snow Tower."