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In the northwest, there lies a place called Hanzhong City, an ancient city with a long history that dates back to the pre-Qin period, once known as the land of the state.
The fertile and prosperous Bashu region has always been a battleground for warfare, and Hanzhong City is no exception, being a hotly contested stronghold. Its peak of prosperity and fame among the common people was during the Han Dynasty.
True to its name, the inheritor of the Han Dynasty, Uncle Emperor, once established his foothold here alongside two other heroic figures. From that point on, Hanzhong began to flourish and has continued to do so until today.
In the South City district of Hanzhong City, in an unremarkable old neighborhood, a man and a woman walked slowly, one in front of the other. Due to the summer heat, they were dressed lightly.
The man wore loose shorts with a hint of Xavier style, paired with a pure white short-sleeved shirt. On his head sat an ochre straw hat, and on his feet were brown flip-flops. Although he appeared to be in his twenties, his outfit made him look like a lecherous uncle fishing by the river.
Behind him was a girl whose fair skin resembled snow on branches in winter. She wore a matching straw hat and oversized cheap sunglasses that covered most of her face.
From her neck down was a knee-length floral dress that revealed a glimpse of her freshly washed skin, smooth and delicate like lotus roots.
On her feet were ordinary sandals, but on her exquisite feet, they instantly looked more elegant.
The girl watched the man striding ahead with displeasure. She quickened her pace to catch up while casting him disdainful glances.
“ Jufeng, are you in such a hurry to reincarnate? It’s summer! Don’t you know that excessive movement will make you sweat? I don’t want to die from heat on the street! Hey! Wait for me!”
It turned out that this fisherman-dressed youth was none other than Jufeng, the Underworld Young Master whose reputation was rising in Huaguo. Since parting ways with Ikeda Kenji and Vera, Romain had returned to Huaguo and remained in Hanzhong City for nearly half a month, living this carefree life.
As for the girl stumbling behind him, she was Ikeda Masahiro, who had come to Huaguo for the first time following Jufeng.
Hearing the desperate cries behind him that disregarded appearances, Romain quickly stopped in his tracks to wait for Ikeda Masahiro. However, Ikeda Masahiro had run too fast and reached Romain's back before she could stop herself.
Thus, according to Newton's laws of motion, Ikeda Masahiro collided solidly into Jufeng's back.
Jufeng's muscles were always well-defined, but not in a bulky way; rather, they were like an expensive spring mattress, full of elasticity due to the need for agility.
Ikeda Masahiro was unfortunate; her hat had been squished out of shape, and her sunglasses were askew. Even more unfortunate was that her delicate lips, as thin as a cicada's wings, had made an intimate contact with Jufeng's back.
Jufeng was wearing a broad-shouldered outfit, leaving a significant space around his neck, which seemed to have been reserved just for Ikeda Masahiro at that moment.
"Pop!"
Due to their remarkable elasticity, the two bodies that had just made intimate contact instantly separated, producing that familiar yet ambiguous sound.
Jufeng turned around, staring blankly with a puzzled expression, clearly confused by Ikeda Masahiro's actions.
"What’s going on? Are you trying to act like a rogue in the middle of Azure Day?"
At this point, Ikeda Masahiro had no time to think about anything else; she desperately wiped her rosy lips with her delicate palm. Hearing Jufeng's unexpected accusation, anger quickly replaced her embarrassment.
"Are you okay? I’m the one acting like a rogue? Go look in the mirror and see for yourself, Perverted Uncle!"
Ikeda Masahiro adjusted her hat and sunglasses angrily and walked away from Jufeng with noticeably furious strides, not saying another word.
Jufeng frowned, glanced up at the brim of his hat, then looked down at his outfit and muttered to himself in confusion, "Am I really that sleazy? Isn’t this how everyone dresses?"
He shook his head and continued on his way.
At the exit of the Old District, there was a Senior Vendor selling watermelons. He had been selling fruit here for years without taking a break even during holidays, demonstrating exceptional dedication to his work.
Having seen countless people come and go, he had recently noticed this pair of men and women frequently entering and exiting the area, so he paid them a bit more attention.
Two people always left or returned with a noisy banter, laughing and joking. However, it seemed they never held grudges, and their relationship remained as harmonious as ever.
The old man chuckled, speaking from experience to the empty space, "My dear wife, we used to be like that, didn't we? But after all these years, I wonder if there's anyone out there who shares your laughter?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone walked by carrying a watermelon. The old man snapped back to reality and greeted the customer as if nothing had happened.
...
Meanwhile, Jufeng and Ikeda Masahiro left the area and walked to a nearby bus stop. After waiting for five minutes, they boarded a bus and got off at a stop in front of a bar called Youzucheng.
Due to their unexpected intimate contact earlier, Ikeda Masahiro had ignored Jufeng throughout the journey. However, instead of leaving him behind, he let Romain walk ahead and instinctively linked his arm with Romain's.
At such moments, Romain would always show an expression of enjoyment—an expression he deliberately displayed, yet it reflected his true feelings. Being linked by the arm with such a stunning beauty as Ikeda Masahiro naturally brought him joy.
However, Ikeda Masahiro found Romain's expression quite distasteful, feeling as if he resembled one of those flirtatious women on the street.
"If there's still no result today, I won't believe your words anymore. I will definitely settle the score for making me pretend to be your girlfriend," Ikeda Masahiro declared, making a threatening gesture.
Romain nodded solemnly, adopting a righteous demeanor. "Of course! You heard it too; Sister Yani is doing well now. There will definitely be results today. Otherwise, I'll let you have your way with me."
With Romain's assurance, Ikeda Masahiro reluctantly eased his expression. Then, linking arms with Romain again, they walked into the Youzucheng bar.
Youzucheng was well-known among many people because it housed an extraordinary woman who, though no longer young, was still the goddess that young men and older gentlemen alike dreamed of.
Romain had been in this place for nearly two weeks. Thanks to Ikeda Masahiro's beauty and charm, he quickly became acquainted with this goddess and seemed to hit it off immediately.
Today, this goddess is going to introduce her man to Jufeng, which is why they arrived here in the morning.
This is exactly the outcome that Ikeda Masahiro hoped for; it seems that today will truly bring results.
...
In Yingguo, the war between the president of the Yamamoto Clan and the Underboss has gradually begun to surface, becoming increasingly tense.
In the villa where Jufeng once visited, Ikeda Kenji instructed his subordinates on their tasks and then sat in his sister's favorite spot, gazing out the window.
Ikeda Kenji recalled that day in Prit Town when his sister shyly stood before him, expressing her desire to go to Huaguo with Jufeng. He suddenly chuckled from deep within.
He murmured to the setting sun, "Sister, I wonder if choosing to love him is right or wrong."
(To be continued)
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