Chapter 201

[If you encounter something you cannot handle yourself, perhaps believing in the power of faith is a good choice.]

The power of faith?

Hatamoto Xia Jiang, who was not a believer, did not believe in faith at all.

But at this moment, having absolutely no other way, she chose to believe in the power of faith.

[If you want to repay me, then believe in me.]

I don't want Grandfather to die!

I don't know who you are, but if believing in you can allow me to change Grandfather’s fate, then please give me the power to change Grandfather’s fate!

[Then, as you have prayed, I grant you the corresponding power to change this fate.]

Hatamoto Xia Jiang suddenly heard that boy’s voice in her ear.

Following that, an extraordinary power surged into her body, and a massive amount of information instantly flooded her brain.

Now, as Hatamoto Xia Jiang refocused her attention on what was in front of her, she felt she had a strategy to deal with it.

No need to think; as long as her body could move and time resumed its flow, it would be enough.

"Click!"

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling surged into Hatamoto Xia Jiang’s heart. She instantly felt that the frozen time was about to resume.

With that inexplicable feeling, her body could also start to move, though the world was still in a slow-motion state.

However, she knew this was just due to the power that had inexplicably surged into her body.

Hatamoto Xia Jiang’s eyes narrowed; she didn't waste time, and her body instantly launched.

Her body moved rapidly; almost in a single step, she had achieved maximum acceleration.

Seeing the tip of the knife getting closer and closer to her grandfather, she stepped off one foot and leaped into the air, using that to accelerate her body once more.

Her body rotated in the air, and she delivered a violent kick to the hand Hatamoto Ichiro was using to hold the kitchen knife.

The moment fate was overtaken, the slowly moving time returned to normal.

"Crack!"

Hatamoto Gozo was still shocked that Ichiro, that weakling, had pulled out a knife, when he saw a foot fly directly toward Ichiro’s knife-wielding hand.

Hearing only the crisp sound of shattering bone, and seeing the hand embedded into the door panel by the force of that kick, Hatamoto Gozo remained in a daze.

It was only with the accompanying shrill wail that Hatamoto Gozo snapped out of his daze.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The scream, like that of a slaughtered pig, echoed throughout the cruise ship.

Coming to his senses, Hatamoto Gozo saw his granddaughter, looking heroic, lifting a foot and pinning Ichiro’s hand firmly into the door panel. He even saw that the door panel had caved in where it had been kicked; he couldn't imagine how much force his precious granddaughter had used.

The heel of that high-heeled shoe was like a wedge, pinning Ichiro’s knife-wielding hand and the handle of the knife firmly into the door panel.

Blood flowed down the door panel.

Hatamoto Xia Jiang used the fixed heel to slip off her high heel, while simultaneously pulling her grandfather’s hand and retreating continuously, moving away from Hatamoto Ichiro, the source of the danger.

Hatamoto Xia Jiang, having calmed her emotions, felt her heart beating very fast.

Just a little bit more...

If I weren't here today... if I weren't in that state... maybe Grandfather would have been stabbed to death by Ichiro...

Thinking of such a result, Hatamoto Xia Jiang felt a lingering fear.

After the fear, she looked angrily at Hatamoto Ichiro, who had been pinned to the door panel by her high-heeled shoe.

At this moment, Hatamoto Xia Jiang finally understood why her grandfather looked down on these people.

These people were indeed scum and trash.

Having experienced such a thrilling scene, Hatamoto Xia Jiang’s thoughts about these people were completely shattered; indeed, there was no need to have any sympathy for them.

Looking at Hatamoto Ichiro, who was howling at the door, she felt only coldness in her heart.

Soon, the Hayasaka family’s bodyguards walked out from nearby rooms.

"Save me... save..."

"Bang!"

The Hayasaka family’s bodyguard, without any mercy, kicked Hatamoto Ichiro, who had one hand pinned to the door panel.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

One kick sent Hatamoto Ichiro directly to the ground.

Because his body hitting the ground tugged at the wound on his hand, Hatamoto Ichiro roared and screamed without any resistance, his face covered in snot and tears, completely unable to control himself.

"So noisy."

A cold and calm female voice came from behind the bodyguard.

Hayasaka Ai, dressed in a maid outfit, walked over slowly.

She lowered her head to look at Hatamoto Ichiro, who was still howling there, paying him no mind, but instead looked at the two people in the room who were still shaken, and gently lifted her skirt to bow.

"Good evening, Miss Hatamoto."

"It seems things have developed just as we discussed before."

Hayasaka Ai was not at all surprised by Hatamoto Ichiro’s assault; this was something she had known about for a long time, and everything this man was experiencing now was just him reaping what he had sown.

"Before arranging the rooms, surveillance was set up nearby, and the bodyguards have been filming the area. Based on all his actions, I think the judge will likely give him a charge of attempted murder; ten years should be his punishment."

"Mr. Gozo, do you have any objections?"

Hatamoto Gozo, who was slowly calming down, looked at the scene before him and the arrangements made by the maid; indeed, this was the best arrangement.

"None at all."

Hayasaka Ai nodded slightly at this.

"In that case, we will take control of Mr. Hatamoto Ichiro. After disembarking, we will be responsible for calling the police and letting them intervene in the investigation."

Having said that, Hayasaka Ai took one more look at Hatamoto Ichiro, who was left with only half a life, and waved her hand slightly.

"Send him to the confinement room."

"Treat his wounds; he has ten years of prison food waiting for him."

"Yes, Young Lady."

The Hayasaka family’s bodyguards immediately began to act.

Of course, their actions couldn't be called gentle; they could even be called quite brutal.

After all, the Young Lady only said not to let Hatamoto Ichiro die, so the pain of not dying was unavoidable.

When they removed the hand pinned to the door panel, Hatamoto Ichiro let out another wail, but unfortunately, the ones doing it were heartless bodyguards who didn't care at all about his reaction.

After sending Hatamoto Ichiro away, the source of the noise was finally gone, which allowed the scene to be much quieter.

Hayasaka Ai swept her eyes over the state of the door panel and the blood on the floor, and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Gozo, this room has become unclean; please move to the room across the hall."

"I think there won't be any extra people coming to disturb you tonight."

Hatamoto Gozo also relaxed a little and nodded slightly to express his thanks.

"Thank you very much."

"Then I will take my leave."

With Hayasaka Ai’s departure, the grandfather and granddaughter in the room finally quieted down.

Hatamoto Gozo felt a massive headache; a weakling had actually dared to do such a thing. It seemed he had truly underestimated that weakling.

But what surprised him even more was Xia Jiang.

Now that he had calmed down, Hatamoto Gozo realized that Xia Jiang’s sudden outburst was a bit strange.

After thinking carefully, Hatamoto Gozo felt he needed to talk to Xia Jiang.

"Xia Jiang, let’s take this opportunity to talk."

"It seems I need to hand the Hatamoto family over to you."

— Author's Notes —

PS: New book is out, seeking data.

PS: New book is out, seeking data.