The pureblood Quincy Kurosaki Family had passed down through a single line for generations. The current heir was named Kurosaki Maki.
If Su Feng remembered correctly,
the next heir of the Kurosaki Family should be named Masaki Kurosaki.
In other words, the little cabbage that Isshin Shiba might pluck in the future.
Once he realized that, Su Feng found Kurosaki Maki strangely familiar no matter how he looked at her.
Her youthful, energetic outfit, her short orange side-parted hair, her sunny, outgoing, kind-hearted personality that seemed utterly out of place in this dark world.
And that sultry figure that completely belied her age.
She was clearly a plus-sized version of Masaki Kurosaki!
An entire generation of pureblood Quincy elites had been swept up by Su Feng in a single day.
If Mayuri Kurotsuchi learned of his efficiency, he would definitely call the Communication Device sixty times within a minute.
He had had his eye on the Quincy for a long time.
But because of the Soul Society's surveillance, Mayuri had never found an opportunity to make a move against them.
"Mr. Su Feng, could it be that you know one of the Kurosaki Family's elders?"
Seeing Su Feng's strange expression, Uryū Sōken thought it over before cautiously asking again.
In his view, Shinigami were long-lived beings whose lifespans could easily span several generations of Quincy.
This Shinigami captain named Tsunayashiro Su Feng looked young, but he might actually be some ancient monster who had lived for who knew how long.
Under those circumstances, it seemed perfectly reasonable for him to know an elder of the Kurosaki Family.
"No, don't go claiming connections."
Su Feng waved a hand. "You're the first batch of Quincy I've ever met."
"And from this moment onward, the two of you have been stamped with the