The current clan leader of the Koizumi Family, and one of the prospective members of the Wa Country Imperial Family’s parliament.
Although the Koizumi Family was once illustrious, having produced a Cabinet Prime Minister in earlier years, the unfavorable reputation of that leader led to the family’s decline post-resignation.
However, Koizumi Oda, through his own capabilities, became a prospective member of the parliament.
Even though he had previously offended some enemies, no one dared to provoke them.
Yet, as the saying goes,
A man without foresight will have immediate worries.
The next election was about to begin. If Koizumi Oda could not secure his position as a parliament member, his status as a prospective member could be revoked.
In that case, what awaited the Koizumi Family would be a devastating blow.
He had to plan ahead and make strategic arrangements.
He had yet to find the right opportunity.
Until Yano Yamato died in that ancient and mysterious Eastern Kingdom.
Until chaos erupted in the Warrior Faction, and Pingliang Xiangzhi became the Yamato Kendo Hall Master, rising to the top of the Wa Country Warrior Faction.
At that moment, he knew the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived.
Waiting for the good news from Great Xia.
The screen of the phone in front of him lit up, accompanied by a vibrating sound, displaying a familiar number.
A faint smile appeared on the otherwise expressionless face of Koizumi Oda. He pressed the answer button and softly asked, "Is the mission complete?"
A respectful voice came through the phone: "Yes, sir, we have completed the mission. We will arrive at the airport in twenty minutes."
Koizumi Oda politely said, "I will lead our clan to the airport to welcome your triumphant return!" With that, he hung up the phone.
He hesitated for a moment before dialing another number.
In the training ground, many disciples gathered together.
Even though Xu Wendong had previously stated that the Asou Family could not bring back Yano Yamato’s body, they did not believe the words of a pretty boy.
What did this guy have besides good looks and the favor of Miss Kaori that would be worthy of their respect?
At this moment, they were gathered to discuss how to respond when Yano Yamato was brought back to them.
Pingliang Xiangzhi’s phone rang.
The previously noisy atmosphere instantly quieted down.
Pingliang Xiangzhi answered the phone listlessly, "Hello, who are you looking for?"
Koizumi Oda introduced himself, "Hello, Miss Kaori, I am Koizumi Oda."
Pingliang Xiangzhi’s heart trembled, and she became energized, clearly not expecting Koizumi Oda to call.
Others perked up their ears as well.
They wondered why Koizumi Oda had called.
Could it be that he saw the Asou Family bullying them too much and wanted to help?
While everyone was puzzled, Koizumi Oda’s voice rang out again, "I am calling to invite you to the Tokyo Airport by 2 a.m.; by then, my Koizumi Family will bring your father back to his homeland!"
"Wait!" Pingliang Xiangzhi shivered and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Koizumi, what do you mean by this? Does this mean my father is in your Koizumi Family’s hands?"
Her eyes brimmed with tears, and a strong sense of anger surged in her heart.
Her father was already dead.
Yet even after death, he had no peace, being used as leverage against her.
Koizumi Oda said, "The Asou Family encountered some unexpected incidents in Great Xia. Now your father’s body is in our Koizumi Family’s hands!"
"If you wish to see your father’s body, then come to the airport at 2 a.m.!"
Listening to the beeping tone from the phone,
The disciples of Yamato Kendo Hall were unsettled.
They hadn’t expected that the Koizumi Family would also use their master’s body as a bargaining chip against them.
"Mr. Yanagida, what should we do now?" Pingliang Xiangzhi looked at Xu Wendong with helpless eyes.
That gaze was heart-wrenching, evoking pity.
"Master, why are you asking a useless person?" a middle-aged man asked indignantly.
"Yes, he only just joined our Yamato Kendo Hall and can only be considered an entry-level disciple. His words carry no weight. Even if you trust him, we don’t agree!"
Everyone expressed their opinions.
"Enough!" Pingliang Xiangzhi shouted angrily, her eyes full of coldness. "I know you don’t like Mr. Yanagida, but do you remember what Mr. Yanagida said before? Before the Asou Family brings back my father’s body, there are many uncertainties!"
"Now that my father’s body has been taken by the Koizumi Family, doesn’t that verify what Mr. Yanagida predicted?"
As soon as she spoke,
Many people simultaneously fell silent.
Although they didn’t want to admit it,
They had to acknowledge it.
Xu Wendong had indeed said those words before.
Was this merely a coincidence?
"I still stand by what I said before, let the bullet fly for a while!" Xu Wendong maintained a gentle and elegant smile on his face. "If you do not trust me, we can head to the airport right now. I am sure we will not see the flight carrying Mr. Yano’s body land at 2 a.m.!"
"Then let’s set out for the airport now!" Pingliang Xiangzhi said calmly.
She believed in Xu Wendong.
But she also knew that others did not trust him.
For this reason, she decided to go to the airport. This was an opportunity for Xu Wendong to prove himself.
On the way to the airport.
Koizumi Mamoru sat expressionless in the passenger seat of a Mercedes-Benz, followed by a truck carrying a coffin made of golden-threaded nanmu.
In the back of the Mercedes-Benz, three people were chatting and laughing, discussing how they would relax upon returning, with someone even mentioning an actress they planned to invite out to dinner once back.
The atmosphere inside the car was joyful.
Koizumi Mamoru’s face suddenly changed, and he immediately said to the driver, "Stop the car!"
The driver instinctively hit the brakes and pulled the vehicle over. The sudden stop caused the three martial artists in the back to look flustered, as none had fastened their seat belts and were thus quite disheveled.
"Mr. Koizumi, what happened? Why did we stop?" a martial artist couldn’t help but ask.
Another one noted Koizumi Mamoru’s grave expression and asked with concern, "Mr. Koizumi, are you feeling unwell? Your face looks so grim."
"There’s a killing aura!" Koizumi Mamoru tensely looked into the darkness, drawing the short blade from his waist. "I sense a strong killing aura!"
The three people in the back furrowed their brows, their expressions serious. They hadn’t expected to encounter an incident so close to the airport.
They clearly saw a young man approach from the darkness ahead, hands in his pockets, cigarette in his mouth.
At the sight, a middle-aged man sneered, "Just a Shinapig. Watch how I take his life!" Saying so, he pushed open the car door and swaggered out.