h4Chapter 313: Chapter 313: Has She yed Around So Much That She’s Lost Her Mind?/h4

    A subordinate quietly approached Yamamoto Yu from behind and said something to him in a low voice.

    Yamamoto Yu then spoke loudly, "Let him in."

    As the words fell, Miyata Ichiro walked respectfully to Yamamoto Yu’s side and bowed.

    "Where have you been these past two days? Were you out fooling around with women again? If I hadn’t sent Dongye to find you, you’d probably still be on some bed, dying from exhaustion with women!"

    Miyata Ichiro was Yamamoto Yu’s trusted right-hand man, known for his ruthlessness, but he had a fatal w—his obsession with women.

    Facing Yamamoto Yu’s scolding, Miyata dared not utter a word and silently endured it.

    After scolding for a while, Yamamoto Yu finally stopped, pointing to the nearby Mo Qian and said, "Mr. Gu, you’ve seen him before."

    Miyata hadn’t expected to see Mo Qian here, his face showing a visibly shocked expression. He stared at him for a while before reluctantly saying in English, "Hello, Mr. Gu."

    Mo Qian showed no signs of warmth toward the notorious killer, his face cold and stern, and his demeanor austere.

    Miyata, left embarrassed, could only stand to the side with his hands hanging by his sides.

    Ever since the incident on the cruise ship where they lost many brothers, Miyata instinctively harbored hostility toward Mo Qian, his furious gaze lingering on him.

    "Mr. Gu is now my guest. You better treat him with respect. Keep that murderous aura of yours under control!"

    Yamamoto Yu, as if having eyes behind his head, knew exactly what Miyata was thinking without looking. He mmed his cane down abruptly, startling Miyata into a changed expression. He quickly averted his gaze and lowered his head, answering respectfully, "Yes!"

    "Later, you will host Mr. Gu. It’s gettingte now, so I’ll leave first. Inform me of the match results afterward."

    Yamamoto Yu stood up slowly. Miyata rushed forward to assist him. "If Mr. Gu wins, then hand over that Ji kid to him. If he loses, make sure to treat him well, as he gifted the entire Gu Family to us as a grand gesture."

    Yamamoto Yu’s words left Miyata utterly confused.

    Seeing the nk expression on the person beside him, Yamamoto Yu did not hold back and raised his cane, striking Miyata. "You fool around with women too much and leave your brain behind?"

    "Yes, Mr. Yamamoto. I’ll do exactly as you say!" Miyata endured the pain and promptly responded.

    ...

    At the edge of the spectator area, Ji Wei stood there, staring at the scene unfolding after the door was pushed open. She remained in a dazed state for quite some time before finally reacting.

    An underground fighting ring.

    A ce she’d only ever heard of, where people who came here were addicted to gamblingbining casinos and fight rings, gambling with lives and ying at the highest stakes.

    However, Ji Wei wasn’t interested in the matches happening in the ring. She stood on tiptoes, scanning the crowd for Miyata Ichiro.

    There were far too many people here, and the noise was overwhelming. Ji Wei slowly squeezed her way toward the middle of the crowd, searching for quite a while, until she finally saw Miyata Ichiro.

    He was helping an elderly man with a cane who seemed spirited and vigorous, slowly walk out of the VIP room.

    Outside the VIP room, two rows of men in ck stood, each with their hands sped behind their backs, gazing straight ahead with an air of solemnity and respect.

    Miyata and the elderly man walked out through the group of men d in ck.

    Ji Wei stood silently at the back of the crowd, watching as Miyata escorted the elderly man to the exit before turning back again. The VIP room door then closed once more, with only the window allowing faint glimpses of the silhouettes inside.

    Suddenly, Ji Wei’s eyes froze in shock as she stared at the window!

    She saw a figure inside—a figure she was so intimately familiar with that there could be no mistake. The upright posture in the white shirt remained as refined and noble as ever.

    It was Mo Qian, without a doubt!

    Ji Wei’s eyes instantly grew hot with emotion, her heart pounding wildly with excitement.

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