Sugawara Kosuke was about to go on a business trip, and it was going to last for a week. It was only natural that he felt uneasy about leaving his home unattended.
"Sugawara, you can leave with peace of mind," Miyamoto Jiro assured him, patting his chest. "I will keep an eye on those weak and despicable Hua Country people for you, and I won’t let them cause any trouble!"
To demonstrate his sincerity, before He Tiantian left for Jinling, he deliberately picked a fight and publicly slapped Lv Yaohua twice in the face.
Lv Yaohua: ...Damn it, the gold teeth I just had installed have been knocked out again!
Seeing the traitors, including Lv Yaohua, in such an embarrassed state and ensuring they would no longer fixate on Qu Anni, He Tiantian finally hoisted her luggage and boarded the train to Jinling.
In the luxurious banquet hall of the restaurant, a group of so-called gentlemen were putting on a ridiculous and shameless performance.
They mouthed words like "friendship" and "co-prosperity," but in reality, they were engaged in brutal, inhumane slaughter and assassination.
Beneath their feet, this city had witnessed a horrifying massacre just over a year ago.
Three hundred thousand aggrieved souls, countless tears and blood, it felt as if the stench of blood persisted in the air, impossible to disperse.
He Tiantian cradled her camera, coldly observing the so-called dignitaries as they made merry and bantered, yet a surge of fury and resentment built within her heart.
These people, be they Devils or traitors, all deserved to die!
Yet, whether constrained by her public persona or by reality, He Tiantian could not act rashly.
"Eh? Something seems off about those waiters!"
He Tiantian wandered through the crowd and suddenly spotted a few suspicious figures.
They were dressed as waiters, but their faces lacked the apprehension and humility typical of low-level staff.
Their eyes were sharp, and their movements were decidedly firm.
Most importantly, there was something bulging at their waists—
Only it wasn’t clear whether they belonged to the Red Party or the Guo Party.
However, considering that the event’s host was Mr. Wang’s puppet government, and the person who hated Mr. Wang the most was none other than the headmaster from Chongqing, He Tiantian had a hunch that these suspicious individuals could very well be Guo Party spies.
They were possibly looking to assassinate Wang Quxian to "save the country with a curve."
As He Tiantian speculated, she observed covertly.
They were all forces against Japan, and she would certainly lend a hand if necessary.
The auspicious time arrived, and the banquet officially began.
Wang Quxian showed up on time, his face flushed with excitement.
Then, spotting another distinguished guest who had just arrived, He Tiantian understood why the top traitor was so jubilant.
It turned out that the Noble Family member from Japan who had come for negotiations had unexpectedly decided to attend today’s banquet.
He Tiantian had taken his picture at the reception held in the afternoon, so she was well aware of his identity and pride.
Although the Devils had supported Mr. Wang’s puppet regime, they looked down on him deep down.
The Noble Family from Japan wouldn’t have deigned to attend the subsequent celebratory banquet.
But now, he had appeared at the banquet hall.
For Mr. Wang, this was an immense honor.
Lord Fujiwara, from the truly influential Noble Family of Japan, wielded significant influence over Japan.
Now, this distinguished guest had appeared at Wang’s banquet, bestowing him infinite glory.
Yet He Tiantian’s heart skipped a beat at the thought of Lord Fujiwara’s appearance, realizing that the security at the venue would surely have been heightened.
Those Guo Party spies might be in trouble—
In fact, the three or four spies who had infiltrated the venue had also sensed the change in the atmosphere.
But the arrow had to be shot once it was on the string.
Having managed to sneak in and being only a few steps away from the major traitor, it was a rare opportunity not to be missed!
Just as He Tiantian was observing and trying to find the best escape route for the Guo Party spies, an explosion sounded like a clap of thunder from nowhere.
"Protect Lord Fujiwara, protect Mr. Wang!"
"Somebody, come quickly, there’s a bomb!"
The guests, who a second ago were in high spirits, with toasting and bantering, began to scream.
Some cried out, some crouched on the floor, others ran wildly... The scene descended into chaos.
Carefully discerning the situation, He Tiantian shouted in Japanese, "Protect Lord Fujiwara, protect Lord Fujiwara!"
As she yelled, she covertly hurled peanuts, longans, and other nuts at Japan puppet spies and Devils in her path, using her Inner Strength and targeting their acupoints.
Amidst the chaos, those spies and Devils had no idea what was happening and collapsed to the ground.
The Guo Party spies, amidst the chaos of explosions and gunfire, managed to kill two or three of Wang Quxian’s confidants. However, he himself had vanished.
The Devils from outside were swarming in, and the spies had no choice but to retreat bitterly.
He Tiantian watched their escape route, using nuts as secret weapons to clear a path for them.
Seeing the men safely exit the hall, He Tiantian hurriedly approached Fujiwara, shouting in Japanese, "Watch out, Lord Fujiwara!"
With a quick strike at the ceiling, the ornate chandelier came crashing down. He Tiantian threw herself on the Fujiwara Devil, letting the heavy object smash onto her back...