Chapter 870: Ten Divine Attendants, Lord

At 8:30 p. m., the Jasmine No. 4 took off, carrying Yun Luan, Liu Cangyun, and others to Yue Ya Dao.

"Yun Yiniang and Da Liu Yiniang have finally left!"

After Lin Shiyi received the news, he said lightly.

Why say 'finally'?

Because if they didn't leave, to the children it felt like wearing a ring on their head, a sense of being bound hand and foot.

"What should we do next?"

Lin Chang'e asked.

Besides Lin Chang'e, everyone was also looking at Lin Shiyi.

Lin Shiyi said: "We can officially start our plan now!"

Just then, a woman's voice sounded from outside the room: "Master, everyone is here!"

Lin Shiyi gave a slight smile, "Let's go! It's time to meet them!"

Saying that, he picked up a ghost-face mask in Japanese style from the table in front of him and put it on his face.

Lin Chang'e, Lin Baobao, Lin Jingru, and others also put on masks of the same style.

Before leaving, Lin Jingru reminded: "Lin Donghu, don't talk nonsense later!"

"I know!"

Lin Donghu replied.

After putting on the masks, the voices of the two changed.

They sounded like a mix of man and woman, with a hint of metallic rubbing.

"Also!"

Lin Baobao reminded: "Speak Japanese! Don't reveal our identity!"

Lin Chang'e giggled: "I just love pretending to be mysterious!"

After saying that, the door was pulled open.

Only to see two women in kimonos with katana at their waists, Japanese women, kneeling outside.

Seeing Lin Shiyi and them come out, they all bent over and prostrated themselves on the ground.

After going out ten or so meters and turning right, there was a long corridor.

At this point it could be seen that this was a wooden Japanese-style building.

Along the corridor, every ten or so meters there were two guards.

Upon seeing Lin Shiyi and them approach, they immediately lay prostrate on the ground.

The children wearing geta made a 'tap-tap-tap' sound when they walked.

Lin Donghu lagged behind, feeling very uncomfortable with this style of shoe on his feet,

he shook his feet and flung off both shoes.

"Hide them! Hide them!"

Lin Donghu whispered in Japanese.

The two women lying on the ground hurriedly tucked the geta into their arms.

Lin Donghu was afraid Lin Chang'e would scold him again.

And Lin Baobao was even more nagging.

Lin Donghu feared nagging the most.

……

After going out the Da Men, there was a spacious courtyard.

The courtyard was planted full of cherry blossom trees.

Unfortunately, the flowering season had already passed.

In the courtyard stood two rows of guards in black clothing with katana at their waists.

As Lin Shiyi and them walked by, each one bent over.

The guards didn't dare to breathe loudly, their eyes filled with fear.

When they first started putting on such a display, Lin Qingxia was still laughing, as if filming a movie.

Lin Shiyi explained, this was not for show, but a necessary ritual.

This could make the Japanese subordinates feel fear and a sense of mystery toward them.

At the same time it also helped them identify with their own identity.

The guards had all undergone professional training, and had also all undergone Enhancement.

Of course, it was the lowest level of Enhancement.

Not to mention Lin Chang'e, even Lin Shiyi could take on dozens by himself.

Although they were all bent over, when Lin Shiyi and them walked by, the guards could still see the tops of their heads.

Their master appeared to be a bunch of kids, but in their hearts he was as terrifying as a demon god.

So they were not kids, but a group of higher-level Enhancers.

They might have once been old men or young people, but because of Enhancement they became what they are now.

Although their stature became shorter, they were still very formidable.

Of course, their tempers were also not good.

The guards were not machines, but humans.

Such speculation often arose in their minds.

This is the rear courtyard; after passing through the courtyard, one reaches the front courtyard's building.

Before even entering the door, they already heard the noisy sound coming from inside.

Lin Shiyi and his group had just reached the doorway when the inside suddenly fell silent,

This was, of course, because someone had passed the word.

The door was pulled open.

What met Lin Shiyi's eyes was a spacious hall.

The hall was fitted with wooden flooring and had wooden tables set out.

There were no chairs or stools, because seating was done by kneeling.

Lin Chang'e had once complained, why not use chairs?

Lin Shiyi emphasized the details, wanting to revive the old ways to increase the sense of ritual.

The aim was to keep the Japanese from realizing they were not Japanese.

The hall already held over a hundred people.

They were divided into four groups, each wearing different attire.

All were retro, like the clothing worn in Japanese martial arts halls of the 1930s‑40s in movies, with embroidered chrysanthemums on the garments.

Everyone wore wooden clogs on their feet.

Lin Shiyi knelt down in the seat of honor.

Lin Chang'e, Lin Baobao, and Lin Jingru followed, taking kneeling positions on either side.

From Lin Shiyi's perspective, they could see the doorway outside filled with black sedans, and men and women in black suits standing by.

This was originally a gathering of Society People.

After Lin Shiyi and his party were seated, the Japanese on either side immediately prostrated themselves in salute.

Lin Shiyi raised his hand.

After everyone had risen, Lin Shiyi said lightly, 'You have gathered this time; what business do you have with us?'

As soon as his words fell, the leaders of the four groups fell silent for a moment.

Lin Shiyi glanced at the four leaders.

On the right were a man and a woman; the woman, in her thirties, dressed in white with heavy makeup, was named Dao Tian Mei Hui.

The man, in his forties, had a Mediterranean balding pattern, a face full of flesh, and was named Jia Teng Tai Lang.

On the left side were two young men, roughly twenty‑seven or twenty‑eight years old,

One of them wore a black suit, open at the front, with an arrogant expression.

This person was named Qian Yue Zhen You.

The last one had a stern expression, dark skin, and was named Jiang Chuan Xiong Nan.

None of them were up to any good.

Nowadays, among the hundreds of Society People groups, these four are the strongest in strength.

Among them, Dao Tian Mei Hui and Jiang Chuan Xiong Nan are locals of Dongjing.

Meanwhile, Jia Teng Tai Lang and Qian Yue Zhen You were outsiders' gangs.

As if feeling Lin Shiyi's gaze from beneath his mask fall upon them, the four lowered their heads slightly.

After a moment, Dao Tian Mei Hui spoke first: 'We wish to ask the Ten Divine Attendants to uphold justice for us!'

Lin Chang'e asked: 'What justice do you seek?'

Dao Tian Mei Hui said: 'The territory in Dongjing had already been agreed upon between us and Jiang Chuan, but unexpectedly Jiang Chuan went back on his word, colluded with outsiders, and sought to swallow our territory.'

Having said that, she gave a fierce look at the kneeling Qian Yue Zhen You opposite.

The outsider she spoke of is this person.

Jiang Chuan Xiong Nan sneered, 'Miss Mei Hui, it was you who first sought our ideas; we had no choice but to ally with Qian Yue, and didn't you also seek outsiders?'

Dao Tian Mei Hui snapped coldly: 'You spout bloody nonsense! Don't think you can hide your deeds from the Ten Divine Attendants, sir!'

Jiang Chuan Xiong Nan still wanted to speak.

Lin Shiyi raised his hand and said lightly, 'If so, let's follow the old rules!'

"Hi!"

The Japanese in the hall all prostrated themselves in salute!