Chapter 398: Thank You

Just at this moment, the doorbell rang, followed immediately by a maid's voice coming through.

"Young Master, the meal you requested is all ready. Shall I bring it up now?"

Hearing these words, the man's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Bring it up, thank you."

He said.

After speaking, the man walked to the dining table, saw the sumptuous dishes on it, and his appetite instantly surged.

He picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, chewed a few times, and his taste buds instantly exploded.

This flavor could be described as absolutely exquisite.

He ate ravenously, paying no attention to his image at all; even with sauce smeared on his greasy mouth, he remained completely unaware.

"This is true life. This taste is simply a hundred times better than the dog food I ate every day in the Eastern Ninja Village before; it is truly infinitely wonderful," he sighed contentedly.

However, this fellow's personality was truly a bit foolish, as if he had forgotten the words his older brother had just warned him about.

In fact, if one observed carefully, one would find that the man's brow bore a five or six-tenths resemblance to the big shot of the Eastern Ninja Village; perhaps this was the reason he dared to act without restraint.

Similarly, that older brother was currently in a hotel room.

Bandages were tied around his left and right legs respectively, with blood still oozing out steadily, showing a faint red hue.

"Big Brother, this is the medicine you asked me to buy; I have brought it over..." another man with a flat-top haircut said.

"Hmm, thank you, Songdao. Go rest; tomorrow is a whole day of travel," Kuchiki Zhangshan shook his head.

Hearing this, the man named Songdao hesitated for a moment and said, "Big Brother, won't you rest with me?"

"Forget it, I can't sleep," Kuchiki Zhangshan waved his hand.

He looked out the window, his gaze distant.

"Big Brother, this mission is really dangerous; why don't we withdraw first? I don't want to die on Huaxia soil," Songdao said.

"No," Kuchiki Zhangshan shook his head, then sighed lightly: "If I choose to withdraw this time, then I will never be able to take revenge in the future; for the rest of this life, I am afraid I can only live in the shadows."

"Sigh." Songdao sighed deeply.

In certain fields, these Easterners are truly especially stubborn, especially regarding matters of "revenge."

"... Alright then," Songdao said: "However, I feel that what you are doing will come at a huge price."

"I am willing to pay it," Kuchiki Zhangshan's gaze was resolute.

This Songdao, like Kuchiki Zhangshan, was also raised from childhood to be a maniacal killer.

He is a ninja, possessing extraordinary talent; at a young age, he successfully graduated from the ninja training class, and was then taken under the Kuchiki family's wing to serve as a pawn.

"Big Brother, you rest well (Wang Nuo's)," Songdao said: "I will go help you investigate the news about Ouyang Xinghai. I guarantee I will beat him to his knees begging for mercy, with no chance of ever rising again!"

Having said this, he turned and walked out.

Kuchiki Zhangshan sat in the chair, gazing at the food on the table, lost in deep thought.

The taste of these dishes was indeed very delicious, yet he had not the slightest appetite.

"I hope you do not force me to take action," Kuchiki Zhangshan said.