The Exchange Game Starting with Lu Mingfei

Chapter 81 Surprise Attack

Ruri Kazama remained silent.

His chest should have been churning with resentment and anger; according to his original plan, they should have faced each other with swords drawn the moment he saw Genjiro.

But perhaps Genjiro's brother complex was too strong, because when he actually faced Genjiro, he only had a bellyful of grievances to express.

Kazama Ruri has a lot of pride, and he wouldn't act like that useless brother-obsessed guy and whine and complain to Genji!

However, he still wanted to say a few sarcastic remarks to Yuan Zhisheng, so he sneered, "How could my brother, who bears heavy responsibilities and is filled with justice, now collude with an unforgivable and extremely wicked ghost like me?"

Yuan Zhisheng paused, a fleeting look of regret crossing his cold face, but his reply remained calm: "I will apologize to you after this is all over. But I do not regret what happened back then."

Regardless of whether Genji was innocent or not, the person he killed back then was indeed a demon who had caused the deaths of countless innocent girls.

"Should I praise you for being so clear about right and wrong?" Kazama Ruri sneered.

Even if he was a manipulated demon, he had to admit that his hands were indeed stained with the blood of innocent people.

As an executioner, being beheaded was the deserved end.

But he cannot be killed by Genjiro in such a sudden and almost treacherous way!

He clearly only wanted a hug at that moment, but when he opened his arms to Genjiro, what he received in return was a knife that mercilessly pierced his chest.

"I'm sorry I couldn't take good care of you." Yuan Zhisheng clenched his fists, trying his best to suppress the pain in his heart, but his voice was still a little hoarse.

He and his young daughter had relied on each other since childhood. He was his younger brother's only support, the older brother who was trusted wholeheartedly.

However, he left Yuan Zhinü in the mountains, planning to bring his younger brother to the city after everything settled down, and didn't visit him for a long time.

It's not that far... He could have easily made time to go back.

But later he had too many things he "had to do" and shouldered more and more "responsibilities." He also trusted Tachibana Masamune more and more, relying on him as if he were a father.

He naively believed that Tachibana Masamune would protect his young daughter's safety. So he worked even harder, striving to be worthy of being the young master of the Hebiki family, and for the sake of his own "justice," he slayed those troublesome "demons"...

Is it wrong to uphold justice? Is it wrong to pay any price for justice?

He couldn't get a "just" answer, and he knew clearly that he had never been a good older brother.

It wasn't for Minamoto no Chizuru, nor for Erii.

He treated Erii as a substitute for his younger brother, believing that taking good care of Erii was enough to be a good older brother, but he didn't actually do much for Erii.

He lived his entire life amidst layers of lies and pretense, never touching the cruel truth.

Ultimately, he was just a person who was trusted and completely fooled by the "justice" he believed in... a complete fool.

Kazama Ruri twitched the corner of her mouth.

An apology is meaningless; what he and Yuan Zhinv care about is not that Yuan Zhisheng failed to take good care of him.

Rather, in Genjiro's heart, there were many things more important than his younger brother.

"We're almost there. I can already smell the king's nauseating aura." Kazama Ruri's eyes turned cold.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and that pure, cruel killing intent only made his exquisitely made-up face appear even more eerie and alluring.

At the front of the street, countless gangsters dressed in identical black suits stood silently, their black umbrellas forming a suffocating tide that surrounded a stretched black Lincoln limousine in the center.

The Lincoln sedan window rolled down, and the king, wearing a pale Noh mask, sat inside, staring at the two brothers.

"You've arrived." The voice from behind the mask was calm and gentle, even carrying a hint of an enigmatic smile. "Would you like to talk? For example, whether my relationship with Tachibana Masamune is truly one of cooperation?"

Suddenly, Yuan Zhinü laughed. The laughter started low, then grew louder, and finally evolved into a near-manic scream.

Whether you're an accomplice of Tachibana Masamune or not, you must die!

Kazama Ruri's figure suddenly blurred, tearing through the air like a ghost, the cold light of her dark red longsword already piercing the king's face!

"Sigh," Wang sighed insincerely.

As his sigh subsided, a clear, monotonous, and eerily rhythmic clapper sound rang out from the carriage.

"No—!" Kazama Ruri's forward momentum suddenly froze, and a look of despair appeared on her face.

His muscles tensed, his blood surged, and he tried to resist the physical inertia created by the surgery and deep hypnosis. But under the influence of the clapper sound, the power gradually left his body, his arm holding the knife began to tremble uncontrollably, his knees went weak, as if invisible chains were binding him layer by layer.

His newly spawned personality, "Kazama Ruri," is about to be suppressed, and that useless thing, Genji, will emerge trembling at this crucial moment!

Genjiro's pupils contracted sharply, and he dared not hesitate for a moment. His Word of Power: Royal Authority Domain instantly opened, and at the same time, he fully activated his Dragon Bone state, his spine crackling like a dragon's roar. He transformed into a black gust of wind and rushed towards the car, intending to interrupt the clapper sound and rescue Kazama Ruri.

But as he got closer to the car, the sound of the clapper began to affect his consciousness.

A strong wave of dizziness and nausea surged through him, and the scene before his eyes began to distort and sway, making it extremely difficult to even maintain his Word of Power domain. His movements became visibly slow and stiff, as if he were fighting against an invisible quagmire.

"Childhood sweetheart," the king's voice rang out at the right moment, low and deep like a devil's whisper, penetrating the sound of the clapper and reaching Chidori's chaotic consciousness.

"Look, even your brother becomes so pathetic in front of me. How much I cherish you, how can I bear to see you appear so disheveled and ugly in front of your beloved brother?"

"This time, he will be with you."

Genji gritted his teeth so hard that his gums almost bled. He tried with all his might to turn his head to check on his brother's condition, but he could only sense that the Word of Power: Royal Authority was growing weaker and weaker.

"What a sorry sight," Caesar's voice rang out with a hint of mockery. "Need a hand, you two?"

"Please!" Yuan Zhisheng was quickly dragged away from the center of the banging sound by Chu Zihang, who appeared out of nowhere. At the same time, he unhesitatingly took off the two swords from his waist and stuffed them into Chu Zihang's hands. "These two swords are temporarily yours. Be careful of me and Zhinu."

Chu Zihang nodded silently and unceremoniously snatched Genji's Spider Cutter and Child Cutter.

Caesar is already engaged in combat with the king's bodyguards.

He has been cultivating his mental power these past two days, and now the perception range and accuracy of his Word of Power: Kamaitachi have been significantly improved.

But what truly brought about a qualitative change for him was not the evolution of the Kamaitachi.

Instead, it's a bloodbath.