"The Kurozumi Family's remnants? They really deserve to die!!" Ashura Doji glared at Kurozumi Orochi with fury burning in his eyes, his teeth clenched.
A powerful killing intent erupted from his entire body.
If not for the Kurozumi Family,
Kuri would never have become the hellhole it was back then. As a former bandit of Kuri, he naturally knew that all too well.
The moment he heard that someone belonged to the Kurozumi Family, he immediately developed murderous intent.
Kurozumi Orochi's body began trembling even more violently. He hurriedly denied it, saying, "No... I'm not from the Kurozumi Family. The Kurozumi Family was destroyed long ago!"
Even Kanjuro beside him was so frightened that his face turned deathly pale. Fine beads of sweat had already formed across his forehead beneath his red bangs.
His blood ran cold from sheer nervousness. Damn it, how did Ares discover Kurozumi Orochi's true identity? And... he actually ordered me to kill Orochi. Could it be that he also saw through my identity?!
For a moment, Kanjuro was panicking like crazy, his heart pounding wildly.
"So this guy is from the Kurozumi Family. No wonder he looks so sinister and treacherous..." Whitebeard muttered.
Back then, he had learned from Kozaburo about the conflict between Ares's Tsukino Family and the Kurozumi Family.
"Pops, what exactly is going on?" Marco asked curiously.
After Whitebeard's explanation, he finally understood.
So the Kurozumi Family were Ares's enemies!
Facing Kurozumi Orochi's sophistry, Ares remained unmoved. His fierce, domineering gaze swept toward Kanjuro, instantly making Kanjuro feel as though he had been struck by lightning.
"Kanjuro, what are you waiting for? This is your chance to distinguish yourself!!"
Facing a pressure as terrifying as a primeval tiger's, Kanjuro trembled all over and slowly reached out to place his hand on the