Is Jiang Hang Human or Ghost?

Seeing Hijiri Fukujo adopt this sword-drawing stance, Jiang Hang knew that the other party had withstood the pressure that most people would find hardest to withstand.

Although he had not yet been able to overcome his murderous intent, he was already qualified as long as he could force himself to put on a fighting stance.

Next, we'll see how good the opponent's sword-drawing slash is.

Jiang Hang stopped playing with the Hidden Blade put it away, slightly restraining his aura.

Then, he slowly walked step by step into the range where Hijiri Fukujo could attack him.

Seeing the other party's nonchalant attitude, Hijiri Fukujo couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt.

Is the opponent really that confident that they will only draw their weapon the moment I draw my sword?

However, Hijiri Fukujo quickly put away his distracting thoughts.

Facing an opponent of this caliber, even the slightest distraction would affect his performance.

Fortunately, Jiang Hang had already toned down his aura, making it less difficult for him to adjust his state.

2.5 meters, 2 meters, 1.5 meters...

In fact, within two meters is already within the attack range of the draw slash.

However, lacking confidence, Hijiri Fukujo resisted the urge to strike prematurely. Only when Jiang Hang entered his most familiar and proficient distance did he hold his breath, focusing all his attention on the longsword in his hand, and unleash a powerful swing forward—

Then, he slashed into the void.

The moment he drew his sword, Jiang Hang had already disappeared from his sight.

He focused his mind and swung his sword forward with all his might under pressure, but it just lightly missed the target.

The moment he finished the entire sword-drawing slash, he felt the scene before him rapidly change, finally settling on the slightly yellowing sky that was turning yellow as dusk approached.

Then, a Hidden Blade gleaming with a cold light appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the sharp blade so close to him, Hijiri Fukujo suddenly felt relieved.

If I really die here, it seems like there's nothing to regret.

Because Hijiri Fukujo seems to have never had any wishes of his own since childhood. He has always been working hard in the direction his father expects under his orders.

His father wanted him to learn swordsmanship, so he devoted his time to practicing swordsmanship from a young age.

Throughout junior high, high school, and university, he was always the strongest swordsman in his grade.

Even in peacetime, he reached a level of swordsmanship that most people could never achieve in their entire lives at the age of 20.

He had no doubt that even Souji Okita, the undisputed best swordsman in the Shinsengumi, couldn't possibly be better than him at his age.

After he mastered swordsmanship and came of age, his seriously ill father entrusted him with the agreement made between the other party and the former head of the Fue family, instructing him to prevent the treasure that Saburo Axe River had hidden from the world from reappearing, even at the cost of their own lives.

He also kept this in mind and made it his biggest goal in life.

But now, lying on the cold ground, watching his years of cultivation being casually crushed by another young man of similar age, he was completely outmatched.

The treasure that he swore to protect with his life was, in the eyes of the other party, just a puzzle that he was ready to solve as soon as he saw it.

At that moment, Hijiri Fukujo felt that this world was simply too incredible.

It was so unbelievable that he wanted to deliberately face the opponent's blade and put an end to his meaningless life ahead of time.

But the moment he had this idea in his mind and put it into action, he found that the blade was getting further and further away from him.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hang's voice continued to appear in his ears, accompanied by his infuriating tone.

"It was just a simple sparring match, there's no need to try to get me killed."

Upon hearing these words, Hijiri Fukujo felt as if he had returned to the human world.

He looked at Jiang Hang standing in front of him.

The opponent had completely retracted his knightly form and reverted to being a seemingly harmless "ordinary person".

Everything that just happened seems like a dream.

But Hijiri Fukujo knew for himself that everything that had just happened was real.

Even though he still hadn't figured out how Jiang Hang had suddenly disappeared in front of him.

He felt that this young man, who was about the same age as him, had far surpassed him and his father in the path of martial arts; he couldn't even see the other man's back.

He sat up from the ground, silently sheathed his katana, and then knelt respectfully before Jiang Hang, bowing to show that he was inferior in skill and admitted defeat wholeheartedly.

Chapter 565: Is Jiang Hang a human or a ghost?

Axe River Estate.

It was already dusk.

At this moment, Takuzo Axe River was at home admiring his family's Star Prism Blade.

Although he had examined these knives countless times over the years, from childhood to adulthood.

However, even after observing them for decades, he still couldn't discover the secrets hidden within these samurai swords.

Because his intelligence is stuck at this level for the rest of his life, even his father couldn't discover what was hidden on these Star Prism Blades, let alone him, this spendthrift son.

But just thinking about the hidden treasures behind these knives still makes him feel a surge of excitement.

What exactly was his grandfather, Saburo Axe River, who made a fortune during the war, hiding in Hakodate that could reshape the world?

If we could cash out that thing, could we help the Axe River family to revive?

Takuzo Axe River couldn't help but fantasize about his future after obtaining that secret treasure and successfully turning his life around.

Both the Ooka Family in Kansai and the Suzuki Family in Kanto had to make way for the resurgent Onoe family.

Even the current head of the Suzuki family, recognizing the value of the Fue family, would have proactively offered to marry their daughter to him as a gesture of goodwill.

Thinking of this, Takuzo Axe River couldn't help but start humming softly.

As for Jiang Hang, who beat up his thugs?

Takuzo Axe River had almost forgotten about him.

An ordinary detective wouldn't even qualify to appear in his fantasies about his future.

Although that guy seems quite capable, the Fukushiro kid is the winner of the national kendo competition in the university division. Even if you throw him into the adult division of all age groups, he would at least be a top four or even a finalist.

How could a detective who appeared out of nowhere possibly compare to Hijiri Fukujo, who was armed?

The guy who forced me to give those thugs an extra 100,000 yen should have been taught a lesson by now, right?

"Dare to covet the treasures of the Fue family? They're really overestimating themselves," Takuzo Axe River muttered to himself. Then, as his phone rang, he opened it and saw that it was a call from the second young lady of the Suzuki family.

Before the call was even connected, he already had a fawning expression on his face.

"Ms. Suzuki, is there anything else you need from me?"

"Want to confirm the eyepieces of those two Star Prism Blades?"

"No problem, no problem, I'll remove the eyelets right now... You want to come and confirm in person? Okay, okay, I'll arrange for someone to come and pick you up right away?"

"You've arrived? Then let me make some preparations. It's almost dinner time now. If you don't mind, Miss Suzuki, after you've seen the sword, you and your companions can stay at my residence. I'll treat you to dinner. What do you think?"

And so, Takuzo Axe River's warm welcome was met with indifference.

Although Sonoko Suzuki is usually carefree, she still knows that Takuzo Axe River's eagerness must be because he wants something from the Suzuki Conglomerate.

Furthermore, she now suspects that Takuzo Axe River her, so naturally she won't give him a friendly look.

After hanging up the phone, Takuzo Axe River cursed under his breath.

He actually went out of his way to fawn over this clueless little girl, and even after lowering himself to please her, she didn't appreciate it at all.

But when he thought about the other person's identity, he suppressed his dissatisfaction.

We must remain patient and patient.

Once they find the treasure, they can then use its contents to make further plans.

If they are just ordinary gold antiques, then try to talk to the Suzuki family and get them to pay more money to buy those treasures.

If it were truly some exceptionally precious, priceless heirloom, then he would flee overseas with the treasure before the Suzuki family arrived, and live a life of luxury and debauchery with it.

If his grandfather could really acquire some kind of game-changing weapon in that era, he was prepared to overturn the chessboard.

"Hopefully they can find the whereabouts of the treasure soon. Whatever it is, after so many years, it's time to take it out again and see its quality."

"If we can't find the whereabouts of the treasure this month, we'll probably have to sell even more things next month, maybe even this house, just to keep the group running."

He could barely maintain some semblance of dignity on the surface, but in reality, he was already at his wit's end, he muttered to himself.

If he weren't truly broke, he wouldn't be so annoyed over the tens of thousands of yen he had to give to those thugs.

But the next moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"So you're really that confident in your family's secret treasure? What if, after all these years, that thing, which might have had some value back then, is completely worthless in this era? What will you do then?"

"—Who is it!?"

Takuzo Axe River turned his head angrily, wanting to know who was making these sarcastic remarks.

Then he saw a strange young man sitting on his decades-old sofa, with a bottle of red wine that looked quite familiar next to him.

His eyes were fixed on the bottle of red wine.

As a spendthrift son who was on the verge of bankruptcy but was still trying to present a respectable image to the outside world, he naturally kept a few bottles of expensive red wine at home, which he himself was reluctant to drink, and which were intended to be used to entertain the important figures who could save the Fujiang Group.

Although it's not one of those super-rich wines that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars per bottle, a single bottle still costs over ten thousand dollars.

All told, this one bottle of red wine is worth several million yen, which is equivalent to a salaried worker's salary for a whole year.

He was still debating whether or not to bring out this bottle of wine when he was just about to invite Sonoko Suzuki to dinner.

Even when Sonoko Suzuki politely declined his request, his first reaction was that she was being disrespectful to him.

My second thought was that at least he could save that bottle of wine.

But now a strange man has inexplicably barged into his home and even seems to have opened his long-treasured bottle of precious red wine. Takuzo Axe River felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his eyes immediately turned red.

"Who are you, and what did you do to my wine?"

Hearing that Takuzo Axe River's first reaction was to question the red wine in his hand, Jiang Hang couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

After easily defeating Hijiri Fukujo and forcing him to admit defeat, he told him to wait outside. He would then take Fu Chengsheng to see what the treasure his family was after finding it.

He easily bypassed the group of incompetent bodyguards and sneaked into Axe River's mansion.

Then, in the other party's pitifully empty wine cellar, which was filled with a bunch of inferior red wine and fake wine to make up the scene, they found a bottle of red wine that was barely acceptable and took it out.

I didn't expect the other party to react so strongly.

This clearly shows the current predicament of the Fujiang family.

So Jiang Hang took the bottle of wine and began to tell its story.

"Château Leroy, a dry red wine from the Chambertin Grand Cru. Although the vintage is a bit off, it's still pretty good. I remember its price was around $15,000, which is quite cheap. But I think it's acceptable for this level."

"Besides, for the Onoe Family, this level of red wine shouldn't be anything special, right?"

Jiang Hang took a light sniff of the red wine, then raised his glass towards the Takuzo Axe River.

Seeing the other party's nonchalant attitude, Takuzo Axe River was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth to dust.

They even complain about the quality of their own homemade wine.

Do you know how long he's been keeping this bottle of wine at home?

Takuzo Axe River looked around, picked up a cane from the side, and strode menacingly toward Jiang Hang's location.

But Jiang Hang's next words sent chills down his spine.

"Using this as compensation for sending men to attack me and my female companion, it seems Mr. Fujiang, you think it's not enough?"

Suddenly, Takuzo Axe River stopped in his tracks and carefully examined Jiang Hang.

It was already dusk, and although the lights were on in the living room, it wasn't possible to see people very clearly.

After careful observation, he was astonished to find that the young man in front of him was wearing the same clothes as the "Jiang Hang" that his subordinate had sent him earlier.

The thing is, this person's appearance doesn't seem to have anything to do with the young man in the photo at all.

But he quickly remembered that the thugs seemed to have told him that they were not sure what Jiang Hang looked like, and even if they found him, they said that Jiang Hang in person looked very different from the photos.

At the time, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that his subordinates were all useless and were just making a fuss over finding people with photos.