Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto's Interrogation, Su Feng's Righteous Confidence

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"Captain Su Feng of the Ninth Division, this is Okiya Genshirō, Third Seat of the First Division. I hereby relay Captain-Commander Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto's order through a Hell Butterfly."

Okiya's deep voice echoed by Su Feng's ear. "Once you have completed your current task, report to the First Division Barracks."

"I repeat, Ninth Division..."

The message delivered by the Hell Butterfly did not surprise Su Feng.

He had been mentally prepared for this the moment he made his decision.

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, would not simply stand by and watch him wreak havoc in Soul Society.

What he wanted was a stable, steady, flourishing Soul Society.

Though Su Feng's actions had not yet risen to the point of endangering Soul Society, they had still caused a negative impact.

"I'll leave the Ninth Division members to you for now."

Su Feng glanced at Ikkaku Madarame, who had just emerged from the cell. "Once your training bears results, I'll let you return to the Eleventh Division."

"Also, if you can't bear to be apart from Yumichika Ayasegawa, you can invite him over to the Ninth Division as a guest."

With that, Su Feng vanished from the dim Prison in a Shunpo.

"Hey, what kind of stupid nonsense are you spouting now?!"

Ikkaku Madarame flew into a rage. His egg-like bald head flushed bright red, veins bulging across it.

"Who cares about that guy?! Know when to quit!"

Although his reaction was fierce and furious, Fujio Ryukawa sensed a hint of embarrassed anger in it.

"Hey, hey, you look pretty damn happy, kid!"

Ikkaku Madarame suddenly stepped right up to Fujio Ryukawa. His gleaming forehead pressed against Fujio's as he threatened him with a vicious expression. "Gather the Ninth Division members. Hellish Training starts today!"

Gulp—

Staring at the demon-like face before him, Fujio Ryukawa instinctively swallowed.

"C-Captain said we should lock up the Arisugawa Clan members first..."

At those words, Ikkaku Madarame's vicious expression froze.

Even though Su Feng had already left, merely hearing someone mention him still made Ikkaku uncomfortable.

"Then lock up those Arisugawa Clan idiots first!"

Thus, Ikkaku Madarame directly vented his fury on the Arisugawa Clan.

"Did donkey-type Hollows kick you in the head?"

"You actually dared to monopolize Inutsuri District's drinking water resources."

Though he did not understand the petty scheming between nobles, having lived in Rukongai in his early years, he knew full well how vital drinking water was.

In Ikkaku Madarame's eyes, the Arisugawa Clan's actions had invisibly killed countless innocent souls.

Their conduct was no less vile than that of certain people with bloodstained hands.

First Division Barracks.

The captain's private tea room.

Wisps of steam rose from the antique tea set, filling the room with a rich fragrance of tea.

Genryusai Yamamoto sat cross-legged before a vermilion wooden table, skillfully boiling water and preparing tea.

Every movement flowed as smoothly as clouds and water, embodying harmony, respect, purity, and tranquility.

"Captain-Commander, your mastery of tea ceremony has grown ever more exquisite. Every gesture of yours carries the charm of the art."

Su Feng slid open the partition door. After offering a bit of flattery, he strode familiarly to Genryusai Yamamoto's opposite side, sat cross-legged, and drained the cup of tea before him in one gulp.

He did not understand this so-called tea ceremony.

The Family Head of the Tsunayashiro Family had mentioned this more than once, trying to persuade Su Feng to learn something about it.

But Su Feng had always brushed it off as utterly useless.

In Su Feng's view, something so ornamental and impractical was not nearly as worthwhile as drinking in the red-light district.

Looking at the empty teacup that had been set back on the wooden table, a trace of helplessness flashed through Genryusai Yamamoto's eyes.

Sure enough, he was another one with a personality like Shunsui Kyoraku's.

"You do not seem worried about being questioned by this old man."

Genryusai Yamamoto refilled the teacup, then raised his eyes and stared directly into Su Feng's.

"Worried?" Su Feng chuckled. "Why should I be?"

"As captain of the Ninth Division, isn't it my duty to purge all evil from Soul Society and apprehend criminals?"

"Though you can forget about any rewards or benefits. The Gotei 13's finances have been rather tight lately."

Genryusai Yamamoto choked on his anger.

What absurd nonsense was that?!

What did he mean, forget about rewards?

And the Gotei 13's finances were not tight at all!

He was beginning to admit that he had somewhat misjudged Su Feng before. This brat's skin was far thicker than Shunsui Kyoraku's.

They were not even in the same league.

At the very least—

Shunsui Kyoraku would not dare argue sophistry with him to his face.

"Hmph. This old man will be direct."

Genryusai Yamamoto's expression darkened, his voice low. "Whether arresting Shinigami of Seated Officer rank or above, or judging crimes committed by nobles, all matters must be relayed through the First Division to Central 46."

"Only after the judges issue a Secret Order Talisman may action be taken."

"Your previous actions have already violated Soul Society's laws!"

"As captain of the Ninth Division, knowingly breaking the law is an extremely serious matter!"

"This old man will never easily tolerate those who neglect justice!"

After those words, the tea room seemed to erupt into a raging storm. Genryusai Yamamoto's overwhelming, terrifying presence was enough to make any Shinigami tremble in fear.

Had it been anyone else standing here, they would have already dropped to their knees before Captain-Commander Yamamoto. Even if Shunsui Kyoraku were here, he would have had to put on a smiling face.

Su Feng alone remained completely unfazed.

He even wanted to lift his teacup and taste the tea again. He had drunk too quickly just now and had not even caught its flavor.

"It's just a minor matter. There's no need for you to be so angry, Captain-Commander."

Su Feng spoke calmly. "As for arresting criminals, I have more than sufficient excuses—ah, reasons."

"First, regarding the Arisugawa Clan, I submitted the matter to Central 46 back when I was still a Seated Officer."

"And those old men have yet to give any response."

"Second, when I led my squad to Inutsuri District in Rukongai, it was only to investigate the truth. Yet Arisugawa Ryo launched a combined Hadō attack without a word, nearly killing all of us in Inutsuri District."

"Leaving aside the Arisugawa Clan's monopoly over drinking water resources, merely attacking a Gotei 13 captain is more than enough reason to arrest every last one of them."

"Besides, I am a member of the Tsunayashiro Family."

The smile on Su Feng's face turned faintly cold. "A Lower Aristocrat attacking a member of the Five Great Noble Clans—could it be that the Arisugawa Clan intends to betray Soul Society?"

"Forget arresting them. Even executing them on the spot would have been entirely justified!"