Late at night.
At the San Mu estate.
San Mu Ichiro, who had lost his younger brother, had not even had time to arrange his funeral.
In the backyard, San Mu Ichibashi lay on a pile of firewood.
San Mu Ichiro silently lit a cigarette, tears welling in his eyes.
A man who had been alive just the day before was now a corpse.
"Little brother, I will avenge you."
San Mu Ichiro gritted his teeth, holding a torch, unable to bring himself to burn his brother's body.
The two brothers had traveled thousands of miles across the sea.
They had come with ambitions vast enough to swallow the heavens, only to meet this end.
He could not accept it.
Grief filled the backyard.
Tap, tap.
Light footsteps sounded.
Bu Tingyang, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, strode into the backyard.
He glanced at Ichibashi's corpse and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.
San Mu sneered. "He's already dead. What good does bowing do?"
Bu Tingyang did not argue.
His stern face held a trace of aloof pride.
"Are you from the Dragon Kingdom or one of the Kou Islanders?"
San Mu turned to look at him.
The question caught Bu Tingyang off guard, leaving him momentarily unsure how to answer.
He was half Dragon Kingdom by blood, but he had grown up on Kou Island.
"My father-in-law wants you to leave as soon as possible. I've arranged for people to escort you out of the city in secret. If you don't leave now... you really won't be able to get out."
The territory outside the city already belonged to Overlord, so leaving undetected was difficult enough.
He had to leave before Overlord arranged for people to surround and intercept him.
Seeing him avoid the question, San Mu pressed on. "Does your