Chapter 402: The Changed Fate

【Then, as you have prayed, I shall grant you the corresponding power to change this fate.】

A boy's voice suddenly rang in Kasamoto Xia Jiang's ear.

Immediately, an extraordinary power surged into her body, and a flood of immense information instantly filled her mind.

Now that Kasamoto Xia Jiang refocused her attention on what was before her, she felt she already had a strategy to deal with it.

No need to think—as long as her body could move, time would resume its turning.

"Click!"

Suddenly, an indescribable sensation welled up in Kasamoto Xia Jiang's heart, and she instantly felt that the freeze of time was about to lift.

Along with that strange sensation, her body could begin to move as well, though the world was still in a state of slow motion.

But she knew it was simply because of that mysterious power that had poured into her body.

Kasamoto Xia Jiang's gaze hardened; without wasting a moment, her body sprang into action.

Her body moved at top speed, reaching maximum acceleration in barely a single step.

Seeing the blade tip drawing closer and closer to Grandfather, she stomped one foot on the ground and leaped up, using it to accelerate her body once more.

Her body spun in mid-air, and she delivered a brutal kick straight onto the hand of Kasamoto Ichiro, who was gripping the kitchen knife.

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

"Crack!"

Kasamoto Gouzang was still stunned that Ichiro, that weakling, had actually pulled out a knife, when he saw a foot flying straight at Ichiro's knife-wielding hand.

He only heard the crisp sound of bone shattering, and saw the hand, driven by the force of that kick, slammed hard into the door panel and embedded in it; Kasamoto Gouzang was still in a daze.

But accompanied by a piercing wail, Kasamoto Gouzang finally snapped out of his stupor.

"Aaaaaaaah!"

A scream like a pig being slaughtered echoed throughout the entire cruise ship.

Coming back to his senses, Kasamoto Gouzang saw his granddaughter, full of vigor, holding one foot up and firmly pinning Ichiro's hand to the door panel; he even saw the spot on the door panel where she had stomped was caved in, and he could hardly imagine how much force his precious granddaughter had used.

The heel of that high heel was just like a wedge, firmly nailing both Ichiro's knife-gripping hand and the knife's handle to the door panel.

Fresh blood flowed down along the door panel.

Kasamoto Xia Jiang used the fixed heel to slip off her high heel, while pulling Grandfather's hand and continuously retreating, keeping away from the dangerous source that was Kasamoto Ichiro.

After calming her emotions a bit, Kasamoto Xia Jiang now felt her heart pounding very fast.

That was close…

If I hadn't been here today… if I hadn't been in that state… Grandfather might have been stabbed to death by Ichiro…

At the thought of such an outcome, Kasamoto Xia Jiang's face was full of lingering fear.

After the fear, she looked with anger at Kasamoto Ichiro, who had already been pinned to the door panel by her high-heeled kick.

At this moment, Kasamoto Xia Jiang finally understood why Grandfather looked down on these people.

These people really are scum and trash.

Having gone through such a thrilling scene, Kasamoto Xia Jiang's last bit of affection for these people was completely shattered; indeed, there was no need for any sympathy toward them.

Looking at Kasamoto Ichiro, who kept wailing at the door, her heart held nothing but cold indifference.

Soon, the Hayasaka family's bodyguards all came out from nearby rooms.

"Save me… save…"

"Bam!"

The Hayasaka family's bodyguards, without any mercy, delivered a kick straight to Kasamoto Ichiro, whose hand was pinned to the door panel.

"Aaaaaaaah!"

One kick sent Kasamoto Ichiro crashing to the ground.

Because his body hitting the ground pulled at the wound on his hand, Kasamoto Ichiro screamed uncontrollably with no resistance at all, his face a mess of tears and snot, completely unable to control himself.

"So noisy."

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

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

She lowered her head, paid no attention to the still-wailing Kasamoto Ichiro, and instead looked at the two people inside the room who were still shaken, gently lifting the hem of her skirt in a bow.

"Good evening, Miss Kasamoto."

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

Hayasaka Ai showed no surprise at Kasamoto Ichiro's assault—this was something she had long known about; everything this man had done now was simply bringing it on himself.

"Before arranging the rooms, surveillance had already been set up in the vicinity, and the bodyguards had been filming nearby the whole time. Based on all his actions, I think the judge should pin him with attempted murder, and ten years should be his punishment."

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

Slowly calming down, Kasamoto Gouzang looked at the scene before him, as well as the maid's arrangements, and indeed this was the best arrangement.

"None at all."

Hayasaka Ai gave a slight nod at this.

"In that case, Mr. Kasamoto Ichiro will be kept under our control. After disembarking, we will be responsible for calling the police and letting them intervene in the investigation."

Having said that, Hayasaka Ai glanced once more at Kasamoto Ichiro, who was still there with only half a life left, and gave a slight wave of her hand.

"Take him to the confinement room."

"Treat the wound. He still has ten years of prison meals waiting for him."

"Yes, Young Lady."

The Hayasaka family's bodyguards immediately sprang into action.

Of course, their movements couldn't be called gentle—in fact, they could be called quite rough.

After all, the Young Lady had only said not to let Kasamoto Ichiro die, so pain short of death was unavoidable.

As they pried the hand nailed to the doorboard free, Kaminari Ichiro let out another wail of agony, but the bodyguards, being ruthless, paid his reaction no mind whatsoever.

Once Kaminari Ichiro was taken away, the source of the noise was finally gone, allowing the scene to grow much quieter.

Hayasaka Ai took in the state of the doorboard and the blood pooling on the floor, then bowed slightly.

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

"I believe no one else will disturb us tonight."

Kaminari Horozō relaxed slightly and nodded in gratitude.

"Thank you very much."

"In that case, I shall take my leave."

With Hayasaka Ai's departure, the grandfather and grandson in the room finally settled into silence.

Kaminari Horozō felt a throbbing headache; a soft-shelled shrimp like that actually dared to do such a thing. It seemed he had truly underestimated that soft-shelled shrimp.

Yet what surprised him even more was Xia Jiang.

Now that he had calmed down, Kaminari Horozō realized that Xia Jiang's sudden outburst was somewhat strange.

After thinking it over carefully, Kaminari Horozō felt he needed to speak with Xia Jiang.

"Xia Jiang, take this opportunity; I wish to speak with you."

"It seems I must entrust the Kaminari family to you."

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