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At the moment the gunshot rang out, Jiang Chen's figure suddenly vanished from the spot, replaced by Takeda Dairo.
"Not good!" Takeda Dairo exclaimed in shock, but there was no turning back once he had drawn his bow. Before his words had even finished, ten bullets from a sniper rifle had already struck Takeda Dairo, leaving the poor man no time to react as his body was torn apart.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chen stood nearby, watching Takeda Dairo with a faint smile. "Takeda Clan Leader, you truly do not know what is good for you. Next time, those bullets should hit you instead."
Takeda Dairo looked at Jiang Chen, his face pale with horror. Jiang Chen's speed was too fast; he had switched places right under Takeda Dairo's nose. If Jiang Chen had chosen him as the target instead, he would likely be dead by now.
The thought sent chills down his spine.
"Are you really just one person?" Takeda Dairo stared at Jiang Chen in disbelief. The fact that ten sniper rifle bullets couldn't take down Jiang Chen was terrifying beyond measure.
Jiang Chen remained silent and glanced at the sky. He began to form hand seals, and as he cast his spell, dark clouds gathered in the night sky, obscuring the stars and moon. A fierce wind arose, rushing through the trees and grass, producing a sharp wailing sound that changed the very color of the world.
Everyone was dumbfounded; most assumed it was just a normal weather change. However, Takeda Dairo did not think so. He had long heard of Huaxia Daoist Techniques that could summon wind and rain, and it seemed those tales were indeed true.
The thick black clouds loomed like a dark shroud over the estate, just ten meters above the heads of the crowd. Suddenly, thunder rumbled from within the clouds, sounding like an army trampling through the sky—an overwhelming pressure that shook the soul.
"It's going to rain! Quick, find shelter!" The guests panicked and hurried off the grass into buildings to escape the impending downpour.
In mere moments, hundreds of guests had fled the field, leaving only a few dozen members of the Takeda Family standing in place with complex expressions.
Murata Kazuki, Honda Tashun, and others from the Tengye Family were also dumbstruck, seemingly forgetting to flee. They looked at Jiang Chen, struggling to connect the changes in nature around them with him. To ordinary people, a Martial Arts Grandmaster wielding energy to kill was already unbelievable; let alone controlling the forces of nature to summon wind and rain.
Deep within the estate, in an exquisite wooden house typical of Island Nation architecture, Takeda Kyoko had finished her makeup and was dressed in a splendid kimono, kneeling before a mirror to admire herself. At this moment, she felt torn inside; she never imagined she would become a victim of marriage.
From a young age, Takeda Kyoko had worked diligently to excel. As she grew up, she became one of the most outstanding members of the Takeda Family’s younger generation. If things continued this way, she might become the first female Clan Leader in her family's history. She had prepared to dedicate her life to her family; however, being a woman meant her status within the family gradually fell behind that of men.
After all, daughters were meant to be married off—tonight was her wedding night.
After failing to drive Jiang Chen away two days ago, her father was extremely disappointed in her despite her impending marriage.
Would that Huaxia person come? Takeda Kyoko felt powerless against her father's and relatives' disdain; their contempt would ultimately harm both herself and the Takeda Family.
Now these concerns were no longer relevant to Takeda Kyoko; her heart would die along with tonight's wedding.
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