The remaining days of the journey proceeded smoothly. Banri, disguised as Kawana, perford the role of a tour guide seamlessly for five days as per the itinerary.
During the trip, Liu Mingyu couldn't shake the feeling that Yang Chen had changed sohow. She couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was, but she sensed a greater calmness in his deanor. She wondered if spending more ti together had made her see him more clearly.
Just as Yang Chen had ntioned that day, they still had plenty of ti to get to know each other in the future. This thought filled Liu Mingyu with confidence that their bond would deepen naturally.
What surprised her the most, however, was that in the following days, Yang Chen never made any advances towards intimacy. It wasn't that she felt it was inappropriate, given they were surrounded by others, but she couldn't help but feel a slight sense of regret. Still, she didn't bla Yang Chen for seeming distant.
anwhile, Yang Chen harbored a deep-seated concern. Since realizing residual radioactive elents lingered in his body and his internal energy struggled to expel them, he felt frustrated. These substances seed like tiny bombs attached to every cell in his body. Any attempt to manipulate his internal energy to remove them would trigger a strong backlash. If mishandled, it could cause severe internal injuries.
Moreover, these were elents highly dangerous to ordinary people. Yang Chen calculated that he had ingested concentrated polonium worth forty million dollars. Checking international market prices and toxicity levels, he found that each gram of polonium could potentially kill ten million people. The amount he ingested could theoretically end six hundred million lives!
Yang Chen marveled at his own resilience and the miraculous power of the "Derivative Sutra of Previous Years." Advancing from the eighth to the ninth level had enabled him to withstand the toxicity that would otherwise overwhelm six hundred million people. Such an achievent was unthinkable in the past, signifying a new pinnacle of his strength.
Yet, this was not the only lethal elent involved.
Understanding the gravity of his situation, Yang Chen reluctantly abandoned attempts to forcibly detoxify himself. Instead, he focused on suppressing the toxic effects within his body as best he could. He decided to wait for Jian to arrive from Europe to seek a scientific solution. Yang Chen dared not ddle with matters of science lightly.
This caution extended to his personal relationships. He refrained from getting too close to others, let alone engaging in intimate relations with Liu Mingyu. The slightest trace of toxins entering her body would haunt him forever.
As the trip neared its end, the group of female PR staff, though not entirely satisfied due to empty wallets and credit cards, refrained from going into debt for bags and costics. They sighed and returned ho.
The final stop was Osaka, with a morning flight scheduled from Kansai International Airport back to Zhonghai City. Built on reclaid land in the sea, the airport was accessible via a beautiful journey across a sea bridge.
When the group arrived at the electronic ticket counter, Yang Chen turned to Liu Mingyu beside him and said, "I won't be flying back with you this ti. I have so business to attend to in Yoshimoto, and I've booked a different flight to another city."
Liu Mingyu was taken aback by Yang Chen's sudden change of plans. She furrowed her brow and asked, "Are you serious or joking?"
"Of course, I'm serious. A friend in Yoshimoto invited to stay there for a few days. Since it's still vacation ti, you guys go ahead. My ticket is already booked, and I'll be leaving soon," Yang Chen smiled.
Knowing Yang Chen had returned from overseas and had friends in Yoshimoto wasn't surprising to Liu Mingyu. Although she wondered why Yang Chen hadn't ntioned it earlier, she knew him well enough not to suspect anything improper. Still, she asked with a hint of skepticism, "Is it a female friend?"
Yang Chen widened his eyes. "How did you know?"
"Hmph, with your little tricks, it's easy to guess," Liu Mingyu said, half jokingly. She felt a pang of jealousy, wondering if Yang Chen had been thinking of another woman during these days.
Yang Chen chuckled and patted Liu Mingyu's pert buttocks from behind. "Don't overthink it. It's sothing important, just not convenient to discuss. You're not the kind to make trouble, so go back obediently and don't dwell on it."
"Who says I don't make trouble?" Liu Mingyu felt sowhat relieved, glancing at Yang Chen with a touch of lancholy. "Take care of yourself then."
Yang Chen nodded solemnly. He truly needed to take care of himself.
His sudden change of plans irritated his colleagues, who scolded Yang Chen for being stingy and insisted he should continue enjoying with them. This pressure compelled Yang Chen to hurriedly bid them farewell.
After parting ways with the group, Yang Chen arrived at the departure lounge for his flight. As soon as he sat down, a graceful woman in a black shawl, a purple low-cut blouse, and tight jeans approached him—it was Banri, reverted to her original appearance.
With a respectful tone, Banri said, "Lord Hades, would you like to use a private jet?"
Yang Chen blinked. "Private jet? What private jet?"
"We have exclusive planes at every Yoshimoto airport for the Yaqi Association. It's just not publicly advertised. We can arrange one for you anyti," Banri explained.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? If you had, I wouldn't have booked a ticket and could have saved over a thousand bucks, you know?" Yang Chen exclaid, pointing at Banri.
Banri looked sowhat aggrieved. "Lord Hades, you didn't tell where you were going, nor did you ask if we had a plane."
Yang Chen suddenly rembered. He indeed hadn't ntioned it to Banri. This female ninja had been intimidated by his previous violent outburst, which even the feared Tokugawa Zang had found daunting. She hadn't dared to ask more than necessary, considering she had just narrowly escaped death.
"Alright, alright, just take there quickly. I'm heading to Sapporo in Hokkaido. Geez," Yang Chen waved his hand dismissively. "Be more efficient in the future!"
Banri nodded repeatedly, her deanor no longer the cold-hearted female ninja of the past, but rather resembling a servant. It was a sight that Yang Chen found quite unusual. Little did he know, by sparing Banri's life, she now regarded Yang Chen as her new master, hence her exceptionally gentle behavior.
With the appearance of a beauty that could easily captivate most n, carrying herself confidently, Banruo walked through a VIP passage and after navigating through nurous twists and turns, finally arrived at the private plane designated for the Yaoki-kai, as Banruo had ntioned. It was a small private jet custom-made by Airbus, luxurious and undoubtedly expensive. Hearing Banruo's explanation, Yang Chen couldn't help but marvel at the wealth of the Yaoki-kai.
Although the number of top experts might not match that of the mysterious organization Gao Tianyuan, the Yaoki-kai evidently exuded more confidence. In this world, brute force alone wasn't sufficient to handle everything anymore.
Once seated in the spacious cabin, Yang Chen discovered it was furnished with ticulously crafted sofas made of deer leather, various peach wood and mahogany furniture, and a dazzling array of imported liquors. It didn't resemble an aircraft at all; more like a hotel.
Yang Chen pondered the corruption around him. Outside, people revered him as a "god," and when he returned to Yanxia, he would casually drive around in a BMW M3, which he owned outright, without even a driver. The irony was, he had borrowed that car from his wife.
Yang Chen wondered if he was too conservative. Others were willing to lavish him with money, yet upon returning ho, he insisted on self-sufficiency. It made him appear noble, but was it sowhat naive? He felt he needed to reconsider his values in life upon his return.
Banruo joined Yang Chen in the luxurious cabin, dressed in a light purple kimono with a delicate pink belt tied in an intricate knot at the back. According to Sakura's kimono customs, an unmarried woman's neckline should be fully closed, yet Banruo intentionally left her "V" neckline slightly open, drawing attention to the swell inside, whether to put Yang Chen at ease or for so hidden implication, he couldn't discern.
Approaching with a tray, Banruo brought with her a natural floral fragrance that instantly refreshed Yang Chen, reclining on the sofa.
"Your Majesty Yang, this is a special sake crafted by our Yaoki-kai, completely different from the sake outside. It's made from Hokkaido rice and Nishimiya water, using our unique brewing techniques. It's perfect for enjoying during a long journey," Banruo placed the tray in front of Yang Chen and poured the sake herself with great care.
Yang Chen had already sensed the fragrance of this rice wine, silently murmuring "corruption" once again before he could no longer concern himself with who was corrupt. He picked up the cup and downed it in one gulp.
Suddenly, Yang Chen caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Banruo, kneeling beside him in readiness to serve, had a snow-white complexion exposed beneath her kimono, clearly not wearing anything underneath, and a deep cleavage that was quite prominent.
He couldn't allow this to continue; wasn't this just inviting trouble? Although she seed to have that intention, Yang Chen felt it wasn't worth being too easy to manipulate. He waved his hand dismissively, "Go attend to your own matters, don't sit beside . I don't need any serving."
There was a hint of disappointnt in Banruo's eyes, but she gracefully stood up and bowed softly before turning to leave.
However, just a few steps away, Yang Chen called out to her again, "Hey, wait!"
Banruo's eyes flickered with a hint of amusent as she turned and asked, "Your Majesty Yang, do you have any other instructions?"
Yang Chen pursed his lips, lowering his head as he poured himself another drink. "Since your Yaoki-kai has such extensive abilities, why don't you talk to the airline and help get back the over 1,000 Yanxia coins I paid for my flight tickets? I haven't even taken the flight, so they should refund ."
Banruo, known for her unfaltering composure even in the face of danger, felt her legs go weak, nearly stumbling to the ground!
So, even gods could be petty like this.
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