"Additionally, if you can help achieve victory, I will host a grand banquet at the Hanakaiin Family, inviting you—and I guarantee you will have your fill."
Hanakaiin Haru promised.
Hearing such a promise, Jason’s eyes lit up.
A tangible brilliance shot out from Jason’s eyes.
An invisible aura rose from Jason’s body.
A pitch-black monster.
It glared with crimson eyes.
It opened its huge mouth and roared loudly.
Hungry!
So hungry!
With a roar, Hanakaiin Haru uncontrollably took a few steps back.
He looked at Jason with a mix of shock and uncertainty.
The pitch-black monster seed not to exist in this world, but Hanakaiin Haru, as an Onmyoji, could vaguely sense that sothing terrifying had just appeared.
Is this your power?
Hanakaiin Haru’s forehead beaded with cold sweat.
But his heart was overjoyed.
The stronger Jason was, the better it was for him.
Thus, Hanakaiin Haru imdiately adjusted his mood and said,
"I assure you, my words are true."
"Good."
Jason restrained the leaking aura and nodded again.
"I will start preparing right away."
"When everything is securely prepared, I will go to ’Chopper X Mask X at’ firm to find you, please keep so ti reserved for in the coming month."
Saying this, Hanakaiin Haru bowed and retreated.
When passing by the old Monk from Tongshou Temple, Hanakaiin Haru politely bowed.
The old Monk put his palms together and returned the gesture, a hint of pity and... sympathy in his eyes.
The old Monk also sensed the aura leaked by Jason.
He felt it even more clearly than the young Hanakaiin Haru.
The old Monk could even distinctly feel the ’hunger’.
A ’hunger’ that could devour all things.
Even making him mistakenly think he had returned to the Mythical Era of the East, seeing the legendary ’Taotie’.
But the ’Taotie’ wasn’t black.
Pitch black like ink, its face unclear.
Unclear?
Could it be...
Concealnt?
The old Monk suddenly thought of sothing.
But imdiately, an unprecedented sense of crisis erged in his heart.
Much more intense than when he was first caught cheating.
Instantly, the old Monk put his palms together.
"Forget! Forget!"
He muttered under his breath.
Almost instantaneously, the old Monk completely forgot his earlier speculation, just walking back and looking at Hui Lijing, who was panting heavily, and softly asked, "Is Ms. Hui Lijing alright?"
"Is it alright, just now?"
The female detective asked uncertainly.
"It’s normal, after spending a long ti on the Mystical Side, you’ll get used to it,"
The old Monk answered.
He had already forgotten the earlier episode.
He only thought Hui Lijing was asking about the cooperation between Hanakaiin Haru and Jason.
The female detective, who had never really encountered the ’Mystical Side’, trusted the old Monk deeply.
"So it is."
The female detective nodded.
Then, she quickly flipped the cooked beef.
"The beef is cooked, eat it quickly."
"Where’s Ryosuke? How co he’s not back yet?"
"If he doesn’t co back soon, the beef in the shop will be all gone."
The female detective spoke realistically.
Hearing this, the old Monk’s face uncontrollably twitched.
He thought of Hanakaiin Haru again.
What happened to being from a respected family?
Shouldn’t he have impeccable manners?
Interrupting people during als, shouldn’t he have settled the bill by adding it to his invitation?
Why only ntion hosting another banquet?
Oh Buddha!
Save your faithful follower!
I am not asking to retire and go ho!
But please don’t leave to wash the dishes!
The sll of detergent, it’s awful!
The old Monk continuously prayed.
And just when the old Monk’s face was twitching, Ryosuke’s face was twitching as well.
However, the old Monk was worried about money.
Ryosuke, because of the... gun at the back of his head.
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