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Another burly warrior grabbed his arm and helped him steady himself.

"Our mission here is to uncover hidden secrets."

A hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged warrior as he glanced at the pillar of fire.

"What have you ever seen make such a sound? Now you should believe what I said about Entertainment District, right?"

"Yes, I didn't believe it at first, but I did see it."

Swallowing hard, the young samurai took a deep breath.

"What should we do next, Mr. Jing?"

"Going there now would only result in our people sacrificing themselves in vain. We'll have to wait until they're gone before we start searching for survivors."

"Did you understand?"

At this point, he shouted something to someone behind him.

Behind the two, a group of burly warriors in armor responded.

"Yes!"

The loudness of their voices and the sheer force of their presence clearly told onlookers that this was a team that had seen bloodshed.

The pillar of fire did not last long and quickly dissipated into the air.

"Go ahead!"

In the Entertainment District, all the ghosts were either killed by the Scribe and his gang or had already escaped.

This team, already possessing formidable combat capabilities, quickly broke through the obstacles of the ruins and arrived at the location of the large pit.

"Is there a bomb planted here?"

Looking at the crater in front of him, which was more than forty meters wide, the middle-aged samurai Mr. Jing, frowned.

The impact of the explosion far exceeded his expectations.

The damage not only affected the surrounding buildings, but also overturned more than a dozen houses.

More importantly, the flames destroyed everything around them, turning it all into scorched earth, leaving no trace whatsoever.

"Search for survivors!"

After giving the order, Mr. Jing led the young warrior to the edge of the pit.

Looking down, the interior was filled with rubble and mud.

In some places, there is even a faint reflection due to the heat of the flames.

"Mr. Jing, it's ruined like this, shouldn't we..."

The young samurai paused for a moment, but his meaning was already quite clear.

But when he saw Mr. Jing deep in thought, he stopped talking.

"Xiao Guang, remember, don't be fooled by appearances."

She straightened up and patted Xiao Guang on the shoulder.

"Aren't you curious about how these pits were formed?"

You mean to say?

Hearing Qing say that, Xiao Guang seemed to have realized something as well. (Reading La)

"A ground-based explosion could not have caused this; it must have been an explosion that originated from the ground."

He gave a cold laugh, then flicked his hand and walked outside.

"Let's find the survivors first and find out what happened tonight. I don't believe that no one knows."

"Then send more people to dig down!"

"I want to see what's at the bottom of this pit."

Nodding, the young warrior named Hikari went down to give the orders.

But none of them expected that their actions were seen by someone lurking in the shadows.

"Sir, would you like me to kill them for you?"

Glancing at the samurai below, Gyutaro asked the Scribe for his opinion.

Although the explosion was very powerful, the injuries inflicted on the ghost would only take some time to heal.

Although the warriors below were far stronger than ordinary people, they were still lambs to the slaughter in front of him.

"No."

The Scribe raised his hand to stop Gyutaro, then shook his head.

"Let them go. Who knows how long it will take to dig to the bottom of the pit."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Gyutaro didn't say anything, but simply followed behind him and Koume and left.

With Gyutaro and Koume by his side, the Scribe quickly found Koinatsu hiding.

Beside her were the two little girls, Cui and Karin.

As soon as they met, Koinatsu couldn't wait to ask.

"Sir, are you alright? What happened with that explosion just now?"

The fact that Koinatsu is usually very gentle and calm, could be so excited shows that she is very worried about Scribe's condition.

"It's nothing, just a simple self-destruction."

With a smile, Scribe indicated that he was alright.

More than a hundred years ago, he experienced the real self-destruction of the Upper Rank.

Although this time it was in a relatively narrow pit, it still posed no threat to me.

"Alright, we should go now."

Taking a deep breath, Scribe looked at the ruins not far away and sighed.

"After going through so much, you must be tired."

"Yes, a little."

Nodding, Koinatsu patted the heads of Karin and Cui beside her.

"Sir, I would like to take the two little ones back with me, is that alright?"

As she spoke, she gave the two girls a gentle push from behind.

The two clever individuals immediately understood and knelt before the Scribe with utmost respect.

Sir, please take us away. The two of us can take care of your daily needs.

"As long as you give us a meal and a place to stay, we'll agree to anything you ask!"

What happened tonight has far exceeded their expectations.

But at the heart of the matter is this incredibly mysterious man.

Kyogoku House has been destroyed, so following him is the best choice for Karin and Midori.

Looking at the sincere faces of Karin and Cui, Scribe glanced at the somewhat aggrieved Koinatsu and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, I agree. I'll explain to Tamayo."

"Yay!"

Excitedly, Koinatsu ran to Scribe's side and gently tapped his cheek.

"Thank you, Mister Scribe."

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Upon seeing this, Cui and Karin both widened their eyes.

This was the first time they had ever seen Koinatsu take such initiative.

And she went to kiss a man.

If this had been placed in the previous Kyogoku House, it would have probably shocked countless people.

"The Oiran, you..."

Just as Karin was about to say something, Koinatsu interrupted her.

"I am no longer the Oiran. Now, I am just Koinatsu."

Upon hearing this, Cui quickly tugged at Karin's sleeve, signaling her to apologize immediately.

"I'm sorry, I misspoke."

"It's okay, you'll get used to it eventually."

Just as Koinatsu was comforting them, Koume suddenly jumped out.

"From now on, you will be my followers. You must listen to me and understand."

Looking at the little girl who was about the same height as them, Karin and Cui exchanged a glance and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Instead, Koinatsu smiled and said gently.

"From now on, the three of you should get along well."

Nodding to Gyutaro, the Scribe signaled to the other party to protect them.

Then he left.

Although he and Koume had escaped from the pit, it didn't mean that Tanjiro and the others could escape successfully.

Just to be on the safe side, the Scribe thought it best to go and take a look.

After walking for a while, he arrived at the location of Hagimoto House.

After observing his surroundings, he quickly discovered the small hole that Inosuke had crawled into earlier.

After confirming that no one was around, the Scribe drew his Nichirin Blade and hurled it at the ground.

Soon, the opening, which was originally only big enough for a head to pass through, expanded several times over.

Seeing this, the Scribe quickened his pace even further.

At this moment, two dark figures suddenly darted out from the front and stood in front of the Scribe.

"Tengen's ninja beast, the Muscle Rat?"

Seeing the two muscular rats in front of him, Scribe raised an eyebrow.

After gesturing a couple of times, the other party seemed to understand and burrowed back into the ground below.

When they reappeared, they had a rag in their mouths.

Upon opening it, I found a few simple sentences written on it.

"Someone was injured, but nothing serious."

Scribe a few words, and then stuffed it into the Muscle Rat's mouth.

The Scribe told them to proceed along the path opposite him.

And so, through the Muscle Rat, the Scribe and Tanjiro formed a weak connection.

Fortunately, neither side is weak.

Even though the soil was somewhat hard and difficult to dig, the distance between the two sides continued to shrink.

"Splash!"

Finally, amidst the sound of shattering stones, the last obstacle blocking the path of the Scribe disappeared.

"Is everything alright?"

Looking at Tengen Uzui and Obanai standing at the front, Scribe noticed that the two had not been seriously injured.