Noritoshi Kamo's face was icy. His cold blade rested against the man's neck, his eyes carrying the breath of death as they locked onto him...
Thud-!!!
Under the crushing pressure of Noritoshi Kamo's authority, the man could barely breathe.
His legs went weak, and with a thud, he dropped to his knees again...
"Young Master Noritoshi..."
"Spare me..."
The man knelt before Noritoshi Kamo, begging for mercy without pause...
Meanwhile, the fabric at his crotch slowly darkened, and a pungent stench of urine began spreading before the Kamo Clan's gates...
Under Noritoshi Kamo's pressure, the poor man had wet himself in terror on the spot. Scalding urine began spreading beneath him...
Noritoshi Kamo pinched his nose shut to block out the pungent stench...
He stepped back to keep the filth from soaking his shoes...
"Now, can you let us in...?"
His expression unchanged, Noritoshi Kamo continued in an icy voice...
But the poor gentleman had already fainted from fright and could no longer respond...
"Sigh..."
Noritoshi Kamo waved a hand to his side.
The next instant, the group who had been kneeling immediately rose and came before him...
"Drag him away, wash him, and give him clean clothes. Relieving himself right outside our gates in broad daylight-what a disgrace..."
"Yes-!!!"
Without a moment's hesitation, the group acted decisively and dragged the unconscious, unfortunate gentleman away...
Such... was the professionalism of the Kamo Clan's top-tier workhorses...
With no one blocking his way, Noritoshi Kamo could finally lead Akutagawa Shang through the Kamo Clan's gates...
What?
Why didn't the remaining kneeling death-sworn guards stop them, you ask...?
Their boss had already wet himself in terror. Why the hell would they stop them...!!!
There were so many of them shirking their duties that the almighty clan head surely couldn't have them all beheaded...