So, the last time they had met at this abandoned dock, Goro Takemura had more or less come to terms with reality after they parted ways.
Even the person he trusted most within Arasaka, Oda, had refused to get involved in this mess. Would Hana Arasaka really turn against the currently unstoppable Raijin Arasaka for someone like him?
In fact, as someone who had climbed out of the lowest slums, Goro Takemura was not unaware of the ruthlessness of major corporations.
It was just that he had always been forcibly numbing himself to it.
Only Saburo Arasaka's death had made him realize...
He had actually changed nothing.
The current him was no different from when he had still lived in the slums of Chiba Prefecture.
He was still the impoverished man who was treated like garbage.
That was why Takemura had chosen to give up.
Even though he knew the Arasaka Soul Festival was just around the corner.
Takemura's silence was the best answer.
A single glance at the expression on Takemura's face told Su Xiao what he was thinking.
So he stopped pursuing the matter and changed the subject.
"Which country do you want to go to?"
"Anywhere, as long as it isn't Japan."
Takemura understood that perfectly well.
If he chose to return to Japan, he would be dead for sure.
Su Xiao nodded.
An idea faintly surfaced in his mind.
"If I get you out of here, have you decided what you want to do?"
Takemura did not hide anything. Instead, he answered honestly.
"I might keep working as a mercenary." He sighed softly. "After all, besides killing people, I don't know how to do anything else."
"If that's the case, why not come work for me?"
Takemura froze, then raised his head and looked at Su