The meeting drew to a close, and everyone began getting up and leaving.
Qingxiao remained leaning against the back of the chair at the head of the table.
His gaze passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and settled on the night sky toward Shinjuku.
The city's neon lights stained the clouds a warm orange, deep and still.
The faintest hint of restrained excitement slowly curled his lips, like a hunter finally sighting the prey he had spent half his life seeking.
He had waited over a decade, anticipating and longing for this since the moment he crossed into this world.
At last, the chance to trade blows to his heart's content with a fully incarnated Ryomen Sukuna had come.
Talking about it online was one thing, but in real life, who wouldn't want to wield that thunderous Heavenly Motion and Break Ten Thousand Laws and go all out, elbowing Sukuna into a lump with Black Flash?
Then follow it up with some utterly unhinged remarks for people online to turn into outrageous memes!
The instinct to fight burned in his veins. Tactical planning, overseeing the big picture-at that moment, he cast it all aside.
Qingxiao had always been a battle maniac. Rather than sit in the rear directing troops, he wanted to be the first to charge onto the streets of Shinjuku and trade bone-crunching blows with the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer of the past thousand years, fighting until heaven and earth turned upside down.
This was his own desire. It had nothing to do with anyone else.
But that feverish excitement surged for only a few seconds before swiftly subsiding.
That was certainly an experience he couldn't miss, but beyond it, he had other things to do.
He wanted to rescue Megumi Fushiguro in one piece. Of course, if it really