Chapter 144: The Black Tiger Society, A Bit Mediocre

"The Emperor's blessing?"

Hearing this familiar yet somewhat fantastical term, Sachiko was completely bewildered. What kind of blessing from the Emperor? What had the Emperor actually done?

"That’s right. Just now, the Emperor sent down divine punishment, killing all those gangsters from the Black Tiger Society and even healing the young man's leg injury," Jounosuke said with absolute conviction. "As expected of an omniscient and omnipotent god, the Emperor is truly magnificent! Our years of worship have not been in vain!"

The Emperor was actually capable of sending down divine punishment...

Left dazed by her grandfather’s explanation, Sachiko’s mind was in total chaos. She was an educated person; although she had only finished middle school, her teachers had long taught her that the Emperor’s family was merely a group of ordinary people, representing the spirit of Bushido. They possessed no special abilities and were, in reality, no different from the common people of Japan. In fact, due to the practice of consanguineous marriage, there had been quite a few intellectually disabled individuals within the Imperial family—this was all public knowledge from television news.

Therefore, how could this so-called Emperor possibly have the power to bestow blessings? Killing from a distance was one thing, but to directly heal Ye's leg injury? If that were the case, why wouldn't they heal their own disabled children first?

Something was wrong. Very wrong!

Sachiko quietly observed Ye Tian, who was sitting below her, and suddenly recalled something important that she had almost forgotten: yesterday, the massive wound on Ye's lower abdomen had also miraculously recovered, leaving not even a scar. Could it be that all of this was related to Ye?

Although she had her suspicions, Sachiko did not ask on the spot. Since Ye had chosen to use the excuse of "the Emperor's blessing" to cover things up, he must have had his reasons for not being able to speak the truth.

Ye Tian smiled. Of course, he couldn't say. If this grandfather and granddaughter knew his true identity, they would likely be terrified enough to call the police immediately. A Dragon Kingdom national of the leftist faction, who had killed three Martial Kings in the Peninsula and held deep hatred for the current Japanese administration, appearing in Japan—such a presence was like a cat entering a mouse den!

After sending Sachiko and her grandfather home, Ye Tian made an excuse about going to town to read. After politely declining Sachiko’s help, he set off alone on his bicycle. The Black Tiger Society was located in the town they had visited yesterday. He intended to sneak over and wipe the entire group out, removing this future threat for Sachiko and the others so that he could return to the Dragon Kingdom with peace of mind.

Halfway there on Sachiko's dilapidated bike, Ye Tian took a turn, carried the bike into a patch of woods, and tossed it inside. At the speed of that bike, it would be dark by the time he finished his business, and Ye Tian preferred to travel on foot.

Thus, in the rarely frequented mountain forest, a black shadow moved like a stream of light. Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of sonic booms, the shadow vanished in an instant.

At the Black Tiger Society headquarters, a man wearing tight clothing with a seductive expression lay limply on a massive Simmons mattress.

"What is going on with the eastern fishing village? Why haven't those idiots returned yet?"

"Reporting to the boss, Nakano still hasn't replied to my messages."

"How utterly undisciplined. Have Nakano come to my bed tonight; I will punish him severely!"

"Yes!" The subordinate responsible for the report shuddered, his expression stiffening. *Damn it, the boss’s habits are truly disgusting. If it weren't for his overwhelming strength, every member would want to slap him.*

*Go to hell, you pervert!*

"Alright, you may withdraw." The powdered and painted man waved his hand, signaling everyone in the room to leave.

On his bed lay a handsome young man, bound like a zongzi. The youth’s mouth was tightly gagged, and he could only express his terror through a twisted expression. *Help, someone, please save me!*

The boss of the Black Tiger Society, Mimiko, was a complete psychopath. Having been humiliated by older men in his family during his youth, his personality had warped, and as an adult, he took pleasure in abusing handsome men. Anyone who entered his room had only one ending: being tortured to death!

"Tsk tsk, so handsome, so heart-throbbing. This kind of young man is truly irresistible!"

"I, Mimiko, am truly so happy!"

Mimiko said with excitement, reaching out toward the youth’s lower abdomen. The latter shook his head in agony, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Mimiko? Damn, what a disgusting name."

Suddenly, an abrupt voice came from the side. A tall, handsome youth stood there, looking at them with a gaze of disdain.

"A 'cut-sleeve' habit—truly hard to describe!"

Ye Tian shook his head, feeling a million levels of shock. He didn't understand it, but he respected it! However, respect was one thing, but since this cross-dresser was apparently the boss of the Black Tiger Society... he might as well finish him off; he was disgusting to look at anyway!

"Another beautiful man—what a surprise!"

Seeing Ye Tian, who was dressed in fitted gear with an extraordinary temperament, Mimiko’s eyes lit up; the man on the bed suddenly lost his appeal. Such a beautiful man—regardless of his status, he would capture him and enjoy him first!

Thinking this, Mimiko twisted his seductive frame, and his whole body vanished.

*Shadow Escape Technique!*

A hand suddenly emerged from the shadows in the corner, reaching directly for Ye Tian’s belt, accompanied by a sharp, flamboyant laugh: "Ahaha, this is so exciting!"

*Truly disgusting!*

Ye Tian frowned, and an overwhelmingly tyrannical internal energy erupted, blasting the person out. He flew a long distance, crashing straight into a wall.

"How is this possible!"

Mimiko felt as if his entire body were falling apart, with excruciating pain surging from his internal organs. Looking at the cold-faced man before him, a trace of fear rose in his heart. "Who are you? How could you attack me? My Shadow Escape is absolute and cannot be seen through!"

Ye Tian shrugged. Such a low-level Shadow Escape technique—he felt that even Ito Shin from the Ito family was infinitely stronger than this guy. Where did this person get his confidence?

*Forget it, let’s just kill him.*

A sharp blade flashed as the horizontal saber left its sheath, and Mimiko’s head fell to the ground.

*Hmph, much more comfortable now that he's dead.*

Ye Tian walked quietly through the building. The Black Tiger Society was peaceful and silent, because outside the room, the ground was already littered with corpses!

He felt a bit disappointed. The average combat strength of this so-called underworld society was terrifyingly weak; their "Top Ten Chunin" weren't even worth a toe of an Ito family grunt. Compared to the ninja guard team Ye Tian had recruited, any one of them was stronger than these people.

As for this... Mimiko.

Thinking of the name, Ye Tian felt another wave of disgust. Mimiko’s strength was on the upper end of a Chunin; in terms of martial arts cultivation, it was roughly at the level of a Grandmaster.

Mediocre, at best.

How boring. He had hoped that if it were a powerful organization, he might have been able to scavenge a fortune or pick up a few treasures.

Too ordinary.