Before Feng Shi could respond, Miyamoto Sakura entered with a file, handing it to Yang Yi. "Dragon Lord, here is the file on the Yamaguchi-gumi." "Hmm." Yang Yi couldn't help but look at Miyamoto Sakura again; she was indeed quite clever.

Taking the file, he sat down and slowly began to peruse it. Long Yi, Miyamoto Sakura, and Feng Shi stood quietly, sensing a profound change in Yang Yi.

A flicker of doubt crossed their faces as they watched his expression shift dramatically while reading the documents—a truly captivating display. Five minutes later, Yang Yi set the file down, a sinister glint in his eyes, and asked, "What is the current status of the Miyamoto family's mobilization?" "Most of the forces have already gathered.

The Political Bureau has issued orders for strict inspections tonight," Miyamoto Sakura replied coolly. "Good, very good.

However... it seems the Yamaguchi-gumi will also make their move tonight.

Immediately dispatch some men to watch their every action, and pay close attention to Konomoto Taro's situation as well!" "Yes!" Miyamoto Sakura acknowledged. Seeing Yang Yi raise his hand, she understood immediately and departed.

"Ten Generals, heed my command!" Yang Yi commanded coldly. Subsequently, Long Yi, Feng Shi, and the Ten Generals who rushed in from outside all shouted in unison, "We await your order!" "Long Yi, take nine men and lie in ambush near the Rokujō district.

Once the fighting starts, focus entirely on everything happening on the periphery. Do not miss even the slightest change!" "Your subordinate accepts the order!" "As for Yanran, go fetch the Black God Guards and then return to report to me." "Yes, Young Master!" A grand, epoch-defining drama in Country R was slowly beginning to unfold.

Waves of bloody, murderous aura were beginning to envelop the entire nation. Whether in the underworld, politics, or family feuds, it seemed the source of the entire eruption lay within Yang Yi’s grasp.

He was the one who had stirred up such a massive, gloomy tempest—the plot was becoming ever more intriguing... ########################## Meanwhile, on the other side, an atmosphere of gathering darkness also seemed to be thickening.

Because they were men of the underworld, they were known as organizations of the dark society. "Lord Boss!" a middle-aged man approached Kudo Taichi and called out respectfully.

"Hm?" Kudo Taichi turned around and asked, "Are all preparations complete?" "Yes, we have gathered over six thousand men. We believe this is enough to seize the Miyamoto family's Rokujō territory tonight." "Over six thousand men?" Kudo Taichi frowned, then immediately said, "Six thousand isn't enough.

How many of them are truly skilled fighters?" "Roughly three thousand are capable fighters, with about a thousand being veterans. The rest are novices," the man replied truthfully.

"No, this is insufficient to take Rokujō. Never underestimate Miyamoto Taro; that fellow has the Black Dragon Society backing him.

Hurry—gather more men immediately!" Kudo Taichi seemed utterly determined this time, set on acquiring the Rokujō territory. "Yes!" The middle-aged man acknowledged and then hurried out.

At that same moment, an elder walked in from the doorway, his white hair snow-like, leaning on a cane and occasionally coughing lightly. Hearing the sound, Kudo Taichi looked up sharply and quickly called out, "Uncle...

why are you here?" "Cough, cough, cough. I just wanted to stretch these old bones and have a look around," the elder stated calmly.

"Why didn't you notify me of your arrival so I could come to meet you? And why aren't you bringing anyone with you?

What if something unexpected happens..." "Rest assured. Though I am old, I am not so frail that I need an escort for every step." The elder paused thoughtfully, then asked Kudo Taichi, "I heard you plan to attack the Rokujō area tonight?" "Yes!" Kudo Taichi hesitated slightly, adding, "The Miyamoto family has provoked us prematurely, and we must seize this rare opportunity." "You mean to exploit the Miyamoto family's internal strife?" The elder seemed to see through everything at a glance, asking.

"Yes!" Kudo Taichi replied with considerable deference to the elder. For a godfather of Country R's underworld to be so respectful to an old man indicated the elder's extraordinarily special status!

"Taichi, some things should not blind you to the bigger picture. I think you have overlooked something." "Why do you say that, Uncle?" Kudo Taichi asked, confused.

"The Miyamoto family's internal strife is a fact, but do not forget that the conflict involves two distinct factions." Hearing this, Kudo Taichi's brow furrowed; it seemed he understood what the elder was implying. "Uncle, are you referring to the political faction within the Miyamoto family?" "Cough, cough!" The elder coughed softly, then turned and slowly walked towards the doorway.

"The affairs of you young men are no longer for our generation to manage. Taichi, act decisively; do not be blinded." Kudo Taichi watched the elder's retreating figure silently, the old man's words echoing in his mind.

Suddenly, a spark of realization lit up his thoughts, and he seemed to grasp something. He muttered to himself, "Indeed, Uncle's foresight is superior.

I almost forgot what that damn Miyamoto family truly stands for..." With that, his figure hurried towards the door as well. Time was precious, and in a flash, it was already seven in the evening.

Inside a villa, Yang Yi gazed at a troop of fully armed Black God Guards, his eyes filled with excitement. He muttered inwardly, "I truly didn't expect this kind of effect." The contingent of over three thousand Black God Guards wore all-black uniforms, holstered pistols at their waists, and carried machine guns resting in their hands.

They were banded with ammunition belts, looking indistinguishable from special forces soldiers, yet the Black God Guards possessed an additional, intangible aura of menace. If these three thousand gathered together were to unleash the deep-seated killing intent within them for Yang Yi at this moment, what effect would it have?

"You arrived well, perfectly timed. Do you know why I summoned you all the way from Huaxia?" Yang Yi narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the Black God Guards, and spoke sharply.

"We do not know!" the Black God Guards responded in unison, their voices booming. "Then who are you?" "We do not know!" "And what is your purpose today?" "To kill!" "Whom will you kill?" "Our enemies!" "Good!" Yang Yi was electrified.

With a grand sweep of his hand, possessing the air of a commanding general, he roared, "Tonight, here, in this place that once invaded our homeland, we will carve out a legend that belongs to us! Are you willing to give your last ounce of strength to secure the enemy's head?" "We are willing!

We follow the Dragon Lord's command!" A cold gleam flashed across the eyes of every Black God Guard, seeming as if they desired to slaughter everyone who had once invaded their nation. "En!" Yang Yi forcefully suppressed the overwhelming surge of excitement welling up inside him.

He understood clearly that rashness could spoil great schemes; there were certain matters that, once elevated to a specific height, required him to remain steady for a period. "Young Master, when do we move?" Feng Shi asked.

"Hmm." Yang Yi pondered for a moment, glancing at his watch. "There is still some time.

Have them rest for a while. I will give the order later!" "Yes, Young Master!" Feng Shi acknowledged, gave a signal, and the entire assembly of Black God Guards dispersed.

As Yang Yi stepped out of the villa's main hall, he saw Miyamoto Sakura approaching in a hurry and asked, "What is the situation?" "Reporting to the Dragon Lord, the Yamaguchi-gumi has indeed begun to act, just as you predicted! However, their numbers seem slightly low!" Miyamoto Sakura replied respectfully.

"Approximately how many?" "Around three thousand!" "About three thousand?" Yang Yi frowned, his mind racing with unvoiced thoughts. A moment later, a demonic smile touched his lips as he muttered, "It seems I underestimated Kudo Taichi.

After all, he is the godfather of Country R's underworld; he is not to be taken lightly!" "Dragon Lord, do you think they have sensed something?" "Hmph—even if they know my intention, I will execute a move where you screen the advance, and I cover the rear!" Yang Yi paused, then commanded sharply, "Immediately issue orders for a portion of our forces to engage before the Yamaguchi-gumi makes their move, and once we confirm the Yamaguchi-gumi has also joined the fight, the remaining forces are to join in immediately!" "Yes!" Miyamoto Sakura responded, making a few gestures behind her. The air momentarily fluctuated, then settled back down.

"Brother Yi, what should we do now?" Murong Lianxue's sweet voice suddenly cut through, asking. "Heh heh, I'll take you somewhere fun!" Yang Yi smiled mysteriously and said to Feng Shi, "You stay here and wait for my call." "Yes, Young Master!" Yang Yi left the villa with Murong Lianxue and Miyamoto Sakura, as if they were truly heading to a highly entertaining destination—his intensely cheerful expression gave onlookers an indescribable sensation.