This question was even more vicious than the last.
It went beyond attacking Yue Xiaofei personally to attacking the entire system and the nation's strategy.
The malice behind it was plain to see.
Yet after hearing it, Yue Xiaofei's expression did not change in the slightest.
He merely glanced at Kojiro Kojima as though he were looking at an idiot.
"Warmongering?"
Yue Xiaofei gave a derisive laugh, as though he had just heard the most ridiculous joke imaginable.
"Then let me ask you, Mr. Reporter from Eastern Japan: in your history, who launched wars of aggression and brought untold suffering to all of Asia? Who committed crimes beyond counting on our soil?"
"And now you actually have the nerve to stand here and accuse us of 'warmongering'?"
"Is your skin as thick as the volcanic rock of Mount Fuji?"
"Pfft-"
Someone in the audience could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.
A moment later, laughter swept through the crowd.
The reporter named Kojiro Kojima instantly turned a deep purplish red, trembling with rage.
"You... you're twisting the issue! I was asking about your military rank!"
"My military rank?"
Yue Xiaofei raised an eyebrow. His smile vanished instantly, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.
"I earned my military rank on the battlefield, with blade and gun!"
"What I slew was the so-called 'god' you take such pride in-and even dream of resurrecting!"
"That achievement earned me a promotion to major general. Do you have a problem with that?"
Yue Xiaofei stepped forward, his voice suddenly rising!
"If you do, fine. You can go back right now and tell your Japanese Emperor."
"Have them send over a few more of their so-called 'Sword Saints' and 'gods'!"
"Send one, and I'll kill one! Send two, and I'll cut down both!"
"**I'll keep