Chapter 363: Shattered to Pieces

On the Sakamatsu, in a room, a man in a suit with golden hair and blue eyes was roaring in anger.

"Mr. President, I believe we are now a foregone victory," a man said, bowing his head respectfully as he explained.

"Victory?" the president chuckled coldly: "These fools are truly stupid. Daochuan Ryuichi is dead, yet our ambitions have not been achieved!"

"However, that Kuchiki Senya is indeed cunning. He had many chances to eliminate him but never acted personally, instead letting these wastes do the job for him." As the president spoke, he slammed the table hard.

Due to his excessive force, the valuable teacup on the table instantly shattered into pieces!

"Mr. President, actually, we can go seize Daochuan Ryuichi's assets now. After all, I believe that with our combat power, we can completely sweep through the Eastern Dark World, and even unify the Jianghu!" As this man spoke, he licked his lips, and a fanatical look appeared in his eyes!

In his mind, an image seemed to have already appeared, an image belonging to Daochuan Ryuichi!

"Unify the Dark World...?" the president of this Eastern Samurai Society said mockingly: "Then, have you ever heard that the number one expert of the Jianghu is an Easterner!"

After a pause, the president sneered: "Do you think, if that one truly awakens, will we be his match?"

This subordinate immediately fell silent, because he also knew deeply just how terrifying an existence that big shot was!

Back then, if he had not suddenly gone missing, even Daochuan Ryuichi's father would absolutely not have dared to draw weapons against him!

"However, the wealth of the Daochuan Society, we certainly cannot give up. Whoever controls such things will be the future leader of the East!"

Greed flashed in the president's eyes: "Daochuan Ryuichi is dead, so his assets naturally fall to the Daochuan Society. This piece of fat meat, if we don't eat it, who will?"

"Mr. President is wise." This subordinate bowed respectfully: "I will go prepare immediately."

"No rush. My injuries still need a few days to recover. I want to watch a good show first." The president smiled faintly, then his gaze turned to the distance, as if it had already pierced through space and distance to see that desert: "Daochuan Ryuichi, no matter how powerful you are, meeting me, you are destined for tragedy, haha."

This smile was arrogant, as if victory was already in hand!

However, Daochuan Ryuichi's fate might have been destined from the very beginning; it is just that he himself was unaware of it.

After this subordinate left, another man dressed in black walked in through the door.

This man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a stern face and a heavy air of violence between his brows.

This person was one of Kuchiki Senya's three tiger generals, named Murakami Hoshiko!

"... Mr. President, the task you assigned me, I have completed it," Murakami Hoshiko said.

"Oh? Daochuan Ryuichi is dead. Did you handle that little Miss?" the president asked.

A hint of amusement appeared on his face: "It is said there are two flowers in the Daochuan Society. One is Daochuan Sumi, and the other is called Fujiwara Shizuki... Tsk tsk, these two women, each excelling in their own way, truly worthy of being Daochuan Ryuichi's wife and best friend."