The next day, Genji Heavy Industries.
The Snake Qi Eight Families had prepared their grandest, most solemn welcome ceremony early in the morning to receive Qin Sheng and the others.
"Check everything again. There absolutely must not be any mistakes."
"There must be no trash in the trash cans and no documents on the desks!"
"Even the toilets must be filled with floral fragrance. There cannot be a single flaw."
"..."
The night before, Uesugi Etsu had contacted an old friend he had not seen in sixty years—Angers—to ask about Qin Sheng.
After learning about the Ramen Emperor's predicament, Angers, the most iron-blooded and uncompromising dragon slayer, said:
"Whatever he wants, give it to him."
"Don't you want to end the Emperor's curse and sever the fate borne by the White King Descendants?"
"Then hurry up and offer the Holy Corpse to Boss Qin. Are you keeping it around to lay eggs?"
"Use all the Snake Qi's resources to win Qin Sheng's favor. Yue, as an old friend, that's all I can tell you."
It was precisely because of that call that Uesugi Etsu made his final decision.
Other aspects of Angers were hard to judge, but his determination to slay dragons was beyond doubt. No one would suspect him of colluding with Dragonkind.
Uesugi Etsu being Gen Chisheng's son and Angers colluding with Dragonkind—if those two claims were spread around, most people would probably believe the former without question.
A twenty-year-old father with an eighty-year-old son was perfectly reasonable. You would understand when you reached his age.
When Qin Sheng and the others arrived at Genji Heavy Industries, they saw a group of people in suits and ties standing in neat rows, bowing ninety degrees in unison.
"Hello, Mr. Qin!"
Xia Mi's eyes lit up. Damn, this was straight