No Evidence Means Slander!

Abe no Seimei stood frozen in place, no longer even possessing the courage to resist. He stared blankly at his troops being slaughtered, then looked at Su Ye.

"Are you surprised?" Su Ye asked with a smile.

Abe no Seimei looked at Su Ye.

"There are differences even among God Levels. God Level may be your limit, but it isn't mine," Su Ye said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Abe no Seimei took a deep breath, his eyes carrying helplessness and a bitter smile. At this point—

He no longer had any means of resistance. Though he was a God Descendant, some things could not be overcome simply by being one.

The gap in their basic combat strength was right there. He had no way to fight back.

"So Yamamoto Ichiro died by your hand too, then." Abe no Seimei understood everything.

No wonder Mitsubishi Group would rather go to war than hand him over. It was not because Yamamoto Ichiro was so important, but because they could not find him at all.

How were they supposed to find or account for a dead man?

"No. But he probably isn't dead? I'm not too sure either." Su Ye thought about it. He seemed not to have paid any attention to Yamamoto Ichiro's situation.

Once this matter was dealt with, he really could go take a look.

As for Abe no Seimei, forget it. Taking him back carried too much risk. He was a God Descendant—who knew whether they had methods to track God Descendants?

After all, God Descendants had divine blood flowing through them. Su Ye was curious about what could be researched from it, but now was not the time.

"It seems you have quite a few secrets," Abe no Seimei said in a low voice as he