Chapter 900: Chapter 719: Special Flavors of Yingzhou "Ah, Tobio-sama, my apologies for not meeting you sooner, please forgive me."
Just as he got off the car, an old man who looked like an attendant came up and bowed respectfully: "Thank you for coming from afar, please come inside."
"I’ve been here so many times, I don’t need anyone to lead the way."
Tobio waved his hand: "Where’s Arakawa?"
The attendant froze for a moment, hesitating: "The master, he..."
"No need to make excuses, he’s talking with the Hisashiga and Ochiai families somewhere, right? Tea room? Or secret room? Doesn’t matter, just take me there. Also, when the Chiba family arrives later, please lead them too."
Tobio walked forward casually, directing the old attendant: "As for this Huaizhi-kun, I presume you already know, just lead him to his seat."
The order was given without any buts.
As if he were the true master of the place.
Under his gaze, the old attendant stood stupefied for a long time, hunching over and nodding: "Allow me to convey this—"
"Nowadays, young people all love using phones, right? I’ll just call them directly, won’t be a problem unless they’re discussing secrets behind my back."
Tobio stormed ahead confidently, trusting his status as one of the five big shots, and skillfully barged into the quiet room of the Arakawa family, pushing the door wide open.
"Oh my, everyone’s here?" The old man grinned, waving at the displeased faces that turned to him.
"Are you discussing something shady behind my back? Can you let me listen in too?"
He pulled a cushion over directly and sat opposite several people, motioning with his hand: "Continue, continue, just pretend I don’t exist... Hey, you there! Bring me a cup of tea, let me taste this year’s harvest from the Arakawa family’s tea garden."
"If you want to eavesdrop, Tobio, you need to be quieter."
A man in a black Yingzhou-style robe, sitting on the ground smoking a pipe, looked over—he was the Hisashiga family’s head. He seemed to be around forty, but had hair streaked with white, showing signs of aging beforehand.
The Ochiai family’s head remained silent.
As the only woman among the five big shots, she resembled the typical traditional elderly woman of Yingzhou. Dressed in simple yet dignified long clothes, her hair was styled up, her expression cold and calm.
This old fellow’s interruption clearly dampened everyone’s mood to continue the discussion.
Right then, Tobio supported himself on his knee and started speaking.
"Since you’ve all finished, let this old man say a word."
He smiled pleasantly, straightforwardly asking: "About this alliance, how about letting old me be the president? As for money, we can discuss, everyone will be fairly compensated."
As he spoke, he even gestured counting money notes.
It looked crass and shameless.
"Are you dreaming?" the head of the Arakawa family looked over coldly: "Why can’t I? Why not me?"
"Obviously, you’re not suitable, You-kun."
Tobio sighed: "If you got in power, you’d definitely cause all kinds of nonsense, probably get instigated by others to make enemies without thinking... Hey, don’t get mad yet, see, you can’t even stand my provocation. When the Iron King Party’s leader snorts at you, wouldn’t you go to war immediately?"
The Hisashiga family’s head knocked his pipe, looking up to ask: "What about me?"
"Of course you’re the best, young and energetic, daring to fight and strategize deeply, honestly more suitable than old me, but..."
Tobio shrugged: "The Hisashiga family doesn’t have many people, even if the alliance is given to you, you can’t mobilize them, right?
Ah, as for Ochiai little sister, don’t speak, it’s not that I discriminate against you, though you’re capable and impressive, old me truly admires you—yet when rumors spread about a woman leading, not just outsiders, even those below won’t be convinced."
The Ochiai family’s woman head glanced at him coolly, without a word.
She was well aware of this.
From the start, she was likely the furthest from the position of overall president, thus enjoying watching the show.
She had loathed this old man for too long and didn’t mind giving him a few setbacks.
"As for that Chiba Ryouni guy, definitely a good choice, but his personality..."
The old man shook his head helplessly: "Certainly, Ryouni is a talent at reviving, pulling the Chiba meeting back from collapse and even growing strong. But I think if he becomes president, he’d first visit every brothel allied with us, then fool around with hundreds of women. Eventually getting killed by a woman on bed or something..."
After finishing, he pointed at himself, sincerely recommending: "Compared to that, old me is so aged, can’t get hard anymore, isn’t that reliable?"
Everyone’s faces turned unpleasant.
Before he could speak again, Arakawa retorted.
The argument resumed.
As the scent of red wine and perfume lingered on Chiba Ryouni late as usual entered the room, he heard Tobio’s decision-making voice.
"Fine, per Arakawa’s request—you and I, let’s settle it according to the Extreme Path’s rules at the alliance meeting!"
Even not having heard anything, Chiba Ryouni couldn’t help but cover his face.
This speed is downright absurd.
He was just three minutes late, for heaven’s sake!
Isn’t that guy from the Arakawa family... stuck in that old man’s trap again?
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