As soon as he said that, the other crew members standing nearby also dropped to their knees and kowtowed to Aoi Yui.
We could not fully tell whether they truly wished to submit to Aoi Yui or were merely putting on an act to stay alive.
But deep down, the Japanese did indeed have a tendency to admire the strong.
At the same time, Takahashi Masahiko was definitely sincerely willing to be Aoi Yui's lackey.
This guy was grinning the widest. Even while kowtowing, he was pulling up his pants.
Who would have thought that the man in charge of filming blockbusters for the Yamaguchi Organization was actually impotent?
Seeing that Aoi Yui had already subdued this group of crewmen and Takahashi Masahiko, we did not plan to linger any longer.
I said to Aoi Yui,
"Yui, it's time for us to go!"
Aoi Yui immediately nodded when she heard that.
"Alright, we'll see you off the ship!"
Everyone nodded and quickly left the cabin.
Once we reached the deck, there was no need for a ladder. Everyone glanced back at Aoi Yui, then leaped straight down onto the land below.
After landing, everyone turned back once more.
Aoi Yui stood on the deck with the crew members.
The wind lifted Aoi Yui's short hair as she wore a gentle, warm smile...
"Farewell, Special Envoys!"
I looked at Aoi Yui. This parting might well be forever.
Because I truly never wanted to come back to that cursed place, Japan.
I cupped my fists in a Daoist salute, bidding farewell to the companions who had faced life and death with me these past few days—not to the Corpse Demon I had tricked into joining us.
"Goodbye, Yui!"
"Goodbye, Yui!"
"Take care, Yui!"
"..."
Everyone said their farewells. Then, without looking back