"Ah! It's my lord!"

"Sir, why are you here?"

"These guys are finished! The adults are here!"

…

The surviving people in black female clothes gathered behind Rakshasa in twos and threes.

Seeing the Rakshasa here, the morale of the Black Mother Clothes was greatly boosted, and the haze of being knocked down and beaten by Qingdeng and others was swept away.

They fully thought that Rakshasa was here to help.

However...the strange atmosphere that followed made them at a loss.

It was obvious that up until just now, Rakshasa and Qingden had been fighting fiercely.

But now, after the two of them talked about something, Rakshasa suddenly lifted his fighting stance and looked like he didn't want to fight anymore.

But even so, the atmosphere between Qingdeng and Rakshasa was still as tense as a bowstring that could break at any time.

Such a grotesque scene left the two monks in black mother-clothes at a loss as to whether they were fighting or retreating.

"That...sir..."

A certain black woman bravely asked.

However, he had just uttered a few syllables when he saw Rakshasa wave his hand to signal them to shut up.

Seeing this, the black mother-in-law quickly closed her mouth and tightened her shoulders. She didn't even dare to take a breath, let alone speak.

"Everyone, step back."

Rakshasa said to the people in black women's clothes behind him without looking back.

Hearing this, someone quickly asked in astonishment:

"Huh? Back off, back off? Sir, you..."

"If it's the same thing, I don't want to repeat it a second time."

The Rakshasa's tone was calm, but there was a reverberation as sharp as a slash hidden in his words. The crowd in black women's clothes suddenly became silent, dumbfounded, as if they were clay sculptures withered wood.

No one dared to speak again, no one dared to object.

Blah blah blah...

The men in black women's clothing scrambled to retreat like an ebbing tide, and their figures disappeared one by one into the depths of the woods.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one else here except Qingdeng, General Secretary, Zonazi and Rakshasa.

Without the breathing sounds of dozens of people, the place became extremely quiet.

"Okay, I have driven away all the irrelevant people. Now... let us have a good talk, Nioh... no, Tachibana Takayuki's son."

As Rakshasa said this, he cast a look of neither sadness nor joy at Qingdeng.

"Not long after Tachibana Takayuki passed away, I secretly observed you for a while out of curiosity."

"At that time, you gave me the impression that you were just dull and late-blooming. But as long as you are carefully cultivated, you may grow into a reliable official. However, in terms of talent alone, it is not enough to catch my eye."

"But since the beginning of last year, you seemed to have suddenly gained enlightenment. You have become extraordinarily powerful and talented. You have skyrocketed all the way, growing from an unknown person to the famous benevolent king you are today."

"In this regard, I sincerely feel - it is really a 'tiger father has no dog son'. Since he is Tachibana Takayuki's son, it is not surprising that he has such abilities."

Having said this, Rakshasa paused for a moment, and then laughed softly as if he had some realization.

"Hahaha... the so-called 'good fortune tricks people' is nothing more than that."

"I never expected that a year and a half later, a similar situation would befall me again."

"The same samurai named Tachibana, the same confrontation, the same... eyes."

Rakshasa lowered his eyelids, squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at Qingdeng's eyes.

"Son of Tachibana Takayuki, the look in your eyes now... is almost exactly the same as the look in Tachibana Takayuki's eyes before his death."

The real culprit who forced Tachibana Takayuki to death, killed the Kanazawa brothers and sisters, and manufactured and sold the secret medicine, was standing in front of him... In such a situation, it was normal for Qingden to glare at Rakshasa.

However, in fact, Qingdeng's eyes at this moment were unusually calm.

He was so calm that even using the word "glare" to describe him seemed too intense and inappropriate.

"At that time, Tachibana Takayuki also looked at me with this unpleasant look."

"According to my guess, you should have heard a lot of secrets about your father from Onodera, right?"

"No matter how much Onodera knew, he was never present on the night Tachibana Takayuki was persecuted by me. So you probably don't know your father's experience before his death, right?"

After finishing speaking, Rakshasa put his body weight on his left leg and changed into a more relaxed standing posture. He raised his chin slightly and looked into the distance as if reminiscing.

"At that time...my troops and I surrounded Tachibana Takahiro."

"Unless a divine weapon descends from heaven, he will never escape my grasp."

"To be fair, considering the things Tachibana Takayuki did, even if you kill him a hundred or ten times, it wouldn't be an exaggeration."

"But, I value talents the most."

"No matter who you are, as long as they have outstanding skills, I am willing to hire them based on their talents."

"It is true that Tachibana Takayuki's actions almost brought great misfortune to the Qingshui clan and the Punishment Party behind me."

"But compared to his talents and conduct, these 'evil deeds' of his are not intolerable and can be forgiven."

"Even if we don't mention his wisdom in the manufacturing workshop that can discover the phantom deposits, I am extremely impressed by his courage to confront us even though he is just a member of the clan."

Huanfudian... This should be the "official name" for the trick medicine by insiders of the Fazhu Party and the Qingshui clan. Qingdeng thought to himself.

I have to say, this name is really wonderful.

The word order of Japanese is "subject-object-predicate", which means that the object of the action is placed in front of the subject's action, state or characteristic, or behavior.

The so-called "illusion" means "additional hallucination".

"Dian" means dross and residue.

The residue of additional hallucinations... vividly illustrates the characteristics of this medicine.

While Qingdeng was thinking to himself, Rakshasa kept talking:

"Warriors with horses and horses are everywhere; brave men with great wisdom and courage are as rare as stars!"

"I really can't bear to kill such a rare talent."

"Therefore, as a courteous corporal, I respectfully invite him to join our service."

"I have tried my best to be courteous to Tachibana Takayuki. There is nothing wrong with my expression or words."

"Even Zhou Gongdan, who has a reputation of respecting and loving talents, should not be able to find fault with my etiquette."

"But it's a pity... As soon as I finished speaking, I was rejected by Tachibana Takayuki without hesitation."

"Hey, why is he doing this? Why should he be loyal to the decadent Tokugawa family?"

"When we find and surround Tachibana, he has only two options left. Either join us or die."

"Since he rejected the only way out, no matter how much I like him, I can no longer keep him."

"To show my respect for him, I decided to send him on his way personally."

"To be honest, I never thought at that time that Tachibana Takayuki would be able to surprise me until he was about to die."

"Even though he was in a desperate situation, he never lost the courage to fight."

"He drew the sword from his waist and attacked me without hesitation."

"Takayuki Takayuki's footwork is completely chaotic. It's obvious at a glance that his martial arts are not good."

"But the strange thing is...he is obviously just a weakling who can't even move well, but he still managed to deliver a pretty incredible slash."

"It's neither an attack with a tricky angle nor a surprising move. It's just a simple cassock slash."

"Although this happened a year and a half ago, I still vividly remember the scene I saw at that time."

"The body is not very strong, the blade is approaching rapidly, and the eyes seem to have flames jumping out of them in the next second."

"The autumn wind wrapped around the blade swept the fallen leaves, and its invincible momentum made me feel confused for a moment."

"In this fleeting moment of confusion, Tachibana Takayuki's sword struck me."

Rakshasa raised his left hand, opened his clothes, and exposed his chest.

I saw a scar several inches long across his right collarbone.

"This scar is the 'memorial' Tachibana Takayuki left for me."

"Honestly, I still don't understand why someone who is so much weaker than me can hit me."

"Maybe it was because of the ferocious aura he released at that time that he was 'putting life and death at risk' and 'even if it means death, I will hold you back', which shocked me."

"Although Tachibana Takayuki's back attack hit me, this kind of attack that can only scratch the skin cannot even kill a baby."

"I originally wanted to cut off Tachibana Takayuki's head with one strike."
To be continued...