Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 277 We Are All Gamblers

"I'm going to meet someone. Can you drive back by yourself?" Han Qiu began to slow down and stopped nearby.

After leaving Kabukicho Ichibangai, Sakurai Kogure remained silent.

The silence was a little scary.

"Go find 'Wang Jiang'?" Sakurai Kogure asked, "I remember you said that Herzog would not put himself in danger, and 'Wang Jiang' was mostly replaced by his research results. So Gen Chitose killed 'Wang Jiang' many times, but 'Wang Jiang' would appear again."

"Yes, you remember what I said very clearly." Han Qiu opened the car door. "But these guys' thinking is connected to Herzog to a certain extent. No matter which 'king general' I talk to, Herzog knows it."

He waved to Sakurai Kogure, "Be safe."

"I'm very happy today." Sakurai Kogure walked around to the driver's seat, "Don't let anything happen, okay?"

"Not really. Herzog wouldn't dare." Han Qiu watched the vehicle go away.

This place is not far from Tachibana Masamune's blacksmith shop. You can get there by going around the not-so-bustling street in front.

Han Qiu hummed a little tune, feeling indescribably relaxed.

Although he saw the disgusting guy 'Wang Jiang', he also watched Yuan Zhinv being taken away.

But it’s okay, Herzog couldn’t bear to kill Genji.

We’re here...Han Qiu looked up at the small house in front of him.

On the back corner of the street, in this suburban area.

There were some guys pretending to be hanging around nearby, and they were obviously people secretly sent by the Snake Eight Families to protect Tachibana Masamune.

He used to be a leader of the underworld, but now he is not even considered a member of the Eight Clans of Sheqi.

It is impossible to say that Tachibana Masamune has no enemies. Minamoto Chisei and others know this better than anyone else.

Han Qiu walked up and knocked on the door gently, "Mr. Zhengzong, Han Qiu is here to visit."

"Ahem..." The coughing sounded miserable. If one did not know everything, Tachibana Masamune was indeed an old man worthy of sympathy and respect. "Here I come."

Tachibana Masamune seemed to be weaker than in the past few days. He stood at the door and smiled kindly at Han Qiu: "I didn't expect you to visit."

"I came by to see you, can we come in and chat?" Han Qiu's eyes swept over the street urchins.

Tachibana Masamune understood and made an invitation gesture, "I'm just making tea, please."

The warmth in the house carries the unique scent of an old person.

Since leaving the Snake Eight Families, Tachibana Masamune has aged rapidly. With not much time left to live, he has given up struggling in the despair of death.

"Would you feel lonely living in a place like this?" Han Qiu knelt down in front of Tachibana Masamune. "It feels strange for us two guys who don't belong to Japan to kneel down and look at each other like this."

"Mr. Han actually cares about whether an old widower like me is lonely." Tachibana Masamune said gratefully, "Thank you for your concern."

The word "Mr. Han" made Han Qiu stunned.

It's just a respectful title, nothing special.

"It's not that I'm worried about you. I'm just doing what an ally should do," said Han Qiu.

Tachibana Masamune poured tea for Han Qiu. "It's freshly brewed. It may be a little hot, but for a great being like you, it shouldn't be a big deal."

Han Qiu ignored his compliment and put the tea aside.

Not to mention that he is not a dragon at all. Even if he is a dragon, he would not be so idle as to drink such hot tea.

It's a dragon, not a dead pig.

"Principal Angers will arrive in Tokyo tomorrow," said Han Qiu.

"I know." Tachibana Masamune poured himself another cup of tea. "This is your business. I, as an outsider, cannot interfere."

"An outsider? Mr. Masamune lives in a place like this, but he knows what's going on outside."

"Although the place is small, I still know some things." Tachibana Masamune pointed to a book on the table behind him, "I have been studying Chinese recently, Mr. Han should know that book. The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is a very good book. There is a Mr. Wolong in it, who lives in a thatched cottage but can judge the affairs of the world."

"Are you comparing yourself to Mr. Wolong?"

Han Qiu cursed in his heart that this old thief was so shameless.

"That's not the case. I just hope I can have the same ability as Mr. Wolong." Tachibana Masamune replied.

In terms of ability alone, Mr. Wolong is no match for you, a PhD.

It's not just about ability, it's also about bottom line and shamelessness.

Han Qiu's inner and outer appearance were completely different. He asked calmly: "In this case, Mr. Zhengzong, may I ask what you think of the current situation?"

"Perhaps Herzog will find a way to join forces with you." Tachibana Masamune said, "After all, it is never good to let others interfere in Japan's affairs. You have your fears, the main family has its own troubles, and the Demon Clan has its own ambitions."

"I want Herzog to die. Will Herzog cooperate with me? Mr. Masamune, your health is getting worse and worse."

"It's just that the situation forced you to do so. If you can cooperate with the Eight Snake Clans, then naturally you can also cooperate with Herzog. Enemies can also cooperate with each other, because there are more troublesome enemies to face."

"That makes sense. Then tell me, if we cooperate, what will Herzog ask for? What benefits can he offer that will make me ignore the anger of the Eight Snake Clans?"

"If you took the Snake Eight Clan seriously, you wouldn't have been so arrogant that day." Tachibana Masamune picked up the tea, "The only person who can play against you is Herzog. The others are just pawns, why do you care? The Snake Eight Clan is more afraid of the situation getting out of control than you are."

"But they are not afraid of death. The Eight Snake Clan you trained are a group of people who are willing to die for justice. I have no reason to make this deal with the Fierce Ghost Clan."

"It's a deal with Herzog," Tachibana Masamune emphasized.

Han Qiu stared into Tachibana Masamune's eyes and saw a fire in his cloudy and old eyes that did not belong to an old man.

Burn the fire of ambition.

"An ambitious man who attempts to become a god, a kind man who wants to protect this land and prevent tragedy." Tachibana Masamune continued, "Mr. Han, you are a kind man. You don't want the Eight Snake Clan to die for justice, right?"

"Mr. Zhengzong..." Han Qiu smiled wryly, "You really know the world from a humble room."

“I think Herzog knows that better than I do.”

"I don't mind letting him know, but I don't want to cooperate with him. I can consider asking you to help me solve some problems."

"Oh?" Tachibana Masamune became interested. "Is it Angers? It can give you such a headache."

"Yes, even if I return his students to him, I guess this matter will not end there." Han Qiu suggested: "Mr. Masamune, do you think it would be much easier to find a way to get God to leave Japan?"

"Perhaps the best I can do is to leave Tokyo. If I leave Japan, the secret party will definitely find out."

"Good idea, Mr. Masamune. Let's do as you say. Let the people from the academy stay in Tokyo, and go somewhere else to solve the problems between the three of us."

"I'm not Mr. Wolong. I won't be satisfied with just three meetings." Tachibana Masamune narrowed his eyes.

"Sincerity? I know. By the way, Mr. Masamune, what do you think Herzog needs most?"

"He should be in a hurry to give birth to the White King embryo, if he really has one. Time is more important than anything else now."

"According to what you said, Herzog has become a gambler."

"At first he thought he was a schemer, but now it seems that he is indeed a gambler. We are all gamblers, Mr. Han."