The outsider crow flapped its wings and plunged headfirst into the canary's cage.
Unlike those birds raised in pampered luxury, this crow had once roamed freely through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and had also struggled desperately through mud and rain.
His sharp claws and beak were stained with his enemies' blood.
"Do you dare?"
Why should sharpness be hidden? Why should pride be concealed?
On the platform, the bald old man's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
Yatogami Soshu and the representatives of the branch families wore livid expressions, their brows tightly furrowed.
Yatogami Jingxue, meanwhile, froze slightly as she silently stared at the back of the figure pointing his sword at three hundred Yatogami disciples.
The black-haired youth wore white and carried a black blade.
Wherever Night Hunt pointed, there were enemies.
"Who's first?"
Long Yi stepped forward, sweeping Night Hunt's blade as his eyes turned sharp.
If he wanted to establish his authority and secure his footing, this battle was unavoidable.
"Me! I'll fight you!"
"Let me do it!"
"I, Yatogami Musashi, challenge you!"
After a brief silence, the uproar below erupted without end.
They were, after all, descendants of a prestigious family, born with pride in their bones. When had Yatogami disciples, who had always looked down on everyone else, ever been provoked like this?
Their emotions flared, and their faces reddened one after another.
If the family head and Master had not been there on the platform to suppress them, they would have drawn their swords and swarmed him long ago, teaching this ignorant outsider a proper lesson.
"You, you, you, and those two. Come."
Long Yi casually picked out five people and walked down from the platform.
The Yatogami disciples in black froze for a second, then