Her snow-white shoulders and slender thighs were exposed, and her eyes were filled with tender affection.
Jagoan was taken aback when he saw Yuri kneeling before him.
“Master, let me serve you tonight…” Yuri’s face flushed, her gaze burning as she reached for Jagoan.
Her breathing was heavy and feverish as if she wanted to devour him.
Jagoan frowned slightly, his finger gently touching Yuri’s forehead, sending a surge of spiritual energy into her body. Her fiery gaze vanished, replaced by a shy look laced with fear.
Quickly, Jagoan grabbed a sheet to cover Yuri.
Yuri took in her own look, and streams of tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Go tell your father that since I’ve agreed to stay, I will free the Watanabe family from the shrine. There’s no need for this,” Jagoan said.
With that, he closed his eyes and began cultivating.
The path of cultivation was endless, and Jagoan knew he couldn’t rest. Many people and matters were waiting for him.
Yuri looked at Jagoan’s serene face and was momentarily dazed, her heart pounding.
Initially, Yuri had been unwilling when Ryosuke had asked her to accompany Jagoan. However, for her family and parents, she had no choice but to take some medicine to muster the courage to enter Jagoan’s room. To her surprise, Jagoan had such incredible self-control, showing no signs of temptation.
Yuri slowly stood up, her eyes fixed on Jagoan. After about ten minutes, she finally left.
Jagoan opened his eyes and sighed heavily after making sure that she was gone.
He was only human, after all.
How could he not react to such beauty before him?
Nevertheless, he knew he couldn’t cross that line.
Jagoan was still suffering, and he couldn’t do anything that would betray her.
***
The news of Asuka‘s and Masato’s deaths spread quickly throughout Jetroina.
Kawano, who had been by Masato’s side, had also been beheaded.
Many speculations arose, but with no witnesses, the people could only guess who was responsible.
Some believed Ryosuke was the culprit, but others argued he didn’t have the power to kill Masato, who was protected by Kawano.
Others suggested it was an expert from Chanaea with a grudge against the Watanabe family, but why was Ryosuke, the family head, unharmed?
This theory didn‘t hold up either.
In addition to Ryosuke intentionally stirring up rumors, the identity of the murderer remained a mystery. However, someone sensed danger in the air.
That person was Kazuo.
Although he didn’t witness Jagoan killing Kawano and the others, he was sure Jagoan was the one responsible, as no one else would do such a thing. The only explanation for Ryosuke’s safety was his collusion with Jagoan.
This way, Jagoan could exact revenge, and Ryosuke would be able to eliminate his opponents and maintain his position as the Watanabe family head.
The partnership seemed normal, as both parties stood to benefit.
“Get the car!” Kazuo shouted hastily.
***
Meanwhile, at Thousand Crane Shrine, four people dressed in traditional Jetroinian attire were seated across from each other.
An old man among them kept his eyes closed and remained silent.
Of the four, there was a woman, with a beautiful face and a hint of coldness in her eyes.
Seated at the head of the table was a middle-aged man, Hiroichi Ono, the president of Thousand Crane Shrine.
