shrill cry echoed through the vast tunnel. The moment the cry sounded, mysterious patterns began to violently convulse, and some of these mysterious patterns broke free from the constraints of Shen Ha...Chapter 611: Envoys from the Wa Country

"Senior Dai, please bring Rainxin back home for a visit! We didn't go back during the New Year, and now that Rainxin is out of immediate danger, you can take this opportunity to return. However, you must come back within half a month as she still needs further treatment!"

After they had exchanged greetings, Xiao Yu said this to Senior Dai.

"Thank you, Master Xiao! We will definitely go and come back quickly!" Upon hearing Xiao Yu's words, an expression of joy immediately appeared on Senior Dai's face as he responded.

Their absence from home had lasted over two months. Moreover, the news that Rainxin was recovering hadn’t reached her parents yet. This visit would provide them with a genuine reason to celebrate together.

In recent years, due to Rainxin’s illness, even their smiles were forced and never came from the heart. However, this time was different; Rainxin’s recovery lifted an enormous burden off their minds. For once, they could openly laugh without restraint.

Just like now, Senior Dai couldn't stop smiling since he heard about Rainxin's recovery. Ever since Rainxin was born, there had been a thought in his heart: no matter what means it takes, he must cure her illness.

As Rainxin grew older and fell ill repeatedly, this thought weighed heavily on him like a massive stone, making it hard to breathe. After all, as an accomplished master of traditional Chinese medicine himself, how could curing his granddaughter's illness be considered useless

Senior Dai accompanied Rainxin upstairs in the antique city to pack his belongings; he hadn't seen his granddaughter for two months and was loath to let her out of his sight now.

After informing Xiao Yu, they went up to the top floor of the antique market and packed their things before coming down again.

"Senior Dai, remember to return within half a month!" After seeing them off at the airport, Xiao Yu reminded Senior Dai once more.

The two nodded in response to his words and headed into the airport. Once they were out of sight, Xiao Yu left in his car.

By the time Xiao Yu returned to Wan Sheng Hall, it was almost noon. He conveniently bought some food on his way back and brought it with him to Wan Sheng Hall.

"Excuse me, is the owner of the Audi with the license plate Shēn XXXXXXX outside here" As Xiao Yu and his group were having lunch, an elderly voice echoed outside Wan Sheng Hall.

Upon hearing this voice, Xiao Yu and his companions all turned to look towards the entrance.

At that moment, two people stood at the entrance of Wan Sheng Hall: a man in his seventies and another one in his fifties. Clearly, it was the elderly man who had spoken just now.

"That car is mine. What's up" Upon seeing these two people, Xiao Yu got up and said.

The old man looked at Xiao Yu, pondered for a moment, then said, "It’s you! Yes, I was looking for you! Mr. Yokawa, this is the person I mentioned!"

After hearing what the old man had to say, Xiao Yu frowned slightly. The old man's demeanor seemed familiar, but he couldn’t recall ever meeting him.

Xiao Yu’s gaze shifted from the old man to the middle-aged man beside him. After recalling the old man’s words and observing the middle-aged man’s appearance, his brows furrowed tightly. It was obvious that this middle-aged man was a Japanese national; after all, there is no surname 'Yokawa' in their country, and the physical appearances of Japanese people differ significantly from those of Chinese people.

Upon seeing the Japanese person, Xiao Yu’s face instantly darkened. He harbored no goodwill towards Japanese nationals. Not to mention his father had died fighting in Japan, so he naturally felt a sense of animosity towards them.

The middle-aged man, when faced with Xiao Yu's stare, suddenly felt a chill rise from the base of his spine straight up to his head, causing him to shiver involuntarily. An inexplicable coldness rose within him, yet he couldn’t pinpoint where this feeling was coming from.

"Do we know each other" Xiao Yu’s gaze shifted away from the middle-aged man and turned towards the old man, asking.

“Haha, three months ago when I came to the antique market, we met once!” The elderly man didn’t sense any change in Xiao Yu's attitude upon hearing his question. Instead, he chuckled and replied.

The first time they had met, Xiao Yu was also as aloof as now. As a result, the old man did not notice anything unusual at that moment.

Upon hearing these words from the elderly man, Xiao Yu carefully recalled and after a short while, he appeared to have realized something, saying, "Oh, it's you! What do you want"

After the old man's reminder, Xiao Yu suddenly remembered meeting him before. It turned out that this old man was the one who secretly took Xiao Yu’s Japanese sword when he moved from Wan Sheng Hall to his villa three months ago.

"This... " Upon hearing Xiao Yu's words, the old man looked at Xiao Hongyang and others who were eating behind them, showing a hint of hesitation on his face.

“Just say what you have to say! No need to avoid anyone!” After he recalled who this old man was, Xiao Yu roughly guessed why they came. There was no need to avoid it, especially since Xiao Yu had no good feelings towards them, so he sternly said with a serious expression.

"Alright then! This is Mr. Jo Kawa Jiro from Japan! Mr. Jo Kawa, this is the person I told you about!" Upon hearing Xiao Yu's words, the old man pondered for a moment and introduced him to that middle-aged Japanese man beside him!

Upon hearing what the old man said, Xiao Yu didn't even look at the Japanese man but stared intently at the old man, saying: "Just state your purpose directly!"

"Uh... Mr. Jo Kawa is an enthusiast of ancient swords and knives, he would like to see your Japanese sword. If Mr. Jo Kawa likes it, he will be willing to pay a high price for your sword!" Upon hearing Xiao Yu's stiff words, the old man saw the hint of impatience in his eyes and quickly said.

In fact, this Jo Kawa Jiro was a major figure in the Japanese Jo Kawa family. The Jo Kawa family wasn't only a big financial group in Japan but also a swordsmanship clan. Their renowned sword technique 'One Sword to Cut the Wind' was famous all over Japan, and moreover, Jo Kawa Jiro himself was an enthusiast of ancient swords and knives.

The old man was the chairman of the Hong Kong Wong family's board of directors, simultaneously being a lover of ancient swords and knives. Furthermore, he had quite good private relations with this Jo Kawa.

A few days ago, this Jo Kawa Jiro collected several fine ancient swords and invited this old man to appreciate them. Among those swords, the old man saw one Japanese sword. When he saw its hilt, an inexplicable sense of familiarity suddenly arose in his heart.

Only after drawing out that sword from the scabbard did he clearly see the inscription on it saying 'Muramasa'. At this point, he knew that this was the Demon Sword Muramasa.

However, later on, Jo Kawa Jiro told him that this sword was a fake and the real Demon Sword Muramasa had long gone missing; but it was likely to be somewhere in China because its last appearance was in China.

Hearing what Jo Kawa Jiro said, the old man immediately recalled seeing that Japanese sword inside Xiao Yu's car at the antique market. The hilt of that sword was the same as this one, and Xiao Yu's sword gave him a very special feeling; especially when he picked up that knife, it felt even stranger to him. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't describe what kind of feeling it was.

When he told Jo Kawa Jiro about this incident, Jo Kawa thought for a while and decided to come to China to take a look.

Mystic Yamato Masamune, others may not know its status in Y倭國 (likely a placeholder for "Japan" or a specific region within Japan), but he was aware. The Mystic Yamato Masamune could be considered a symbol, emblematic of extreme right-wing forces.

One must understand that the most powerful force in Y倭國 is still the right wing. If he were to find the genuine Mystic Yamato Masamune, it would earn him significant favor from these right-wing factions. With the support of the Y倭國 right wing, their A橫川 (likely a placeholder for "family name") clan could quickly rise to prominence.

"Please leave! I do not plan to sell!" Upon hearing what the old man said, Xiao Yu immediately responded without hesitation.

When he first recognized this elderly gentleman, he had guessed that their visit might have something to do with the sword. Now it seemed his assumption was correct. However, although the sword served no purpose in Xiao Yu's hands, he would not give it to people from Y倭國.

"Sir, may I see the sword If it is what I need, I will offer you a price beyond your imagination!" Upon hearing Xiao Yu’s refusal, Katsuo Jiro, standing beside the old man, bowed slightly towards Xiao Yu and spoke in relatively fluent Mandarin.

“No matter how high the price, I won’t sell it. Leave now! You are not welcome here!” Narrowing his eyes at Katsuo Jiro, Xiao Yu said flatly without emotion.

"Sir... Please leave!" Hearing Xiao Yu’s firm refusal, Katsuo Jiro tried to say something more but was cut off by Xiao Yu's words.

Seeing Xiao Yu’s resolute attitude, the two realized that this wasn't a good time. They then bowed politely in turn before leaving Wan Sheng Hall.

"Damn it!" As soon as they were outside Wan Sheng Hall, Katsuo Jiro's originally mild demeanor turned savage; he shot a sinister glance at the direction of the hall and uttered a curse.

In his eyes, people from Huaxia (likely a placeholder for "China" or "Chinese people") should all be extremely greedy. Especially poor folks like Xiao Yu - they would sell even their ancestors for money when faced with it. That's why he came to Huaxia full of confidence, but unexpectedly, not only did he fail to see the item in question, but also encountered refusal.

However, the more this happened, the more Katsuo Jiro felt that Xiao Yu’s sword was extraordinary; otherwise, how could Xiao Yu refuse such an offer How would poor people like them pass up a chance for profit

"Mr. Huang, let's go back to our hotel!" After shouting out, Katsuo Jiro's fierce expression gradually returned to normal as he turned to the elderly gentleman beside him and spoke.

(To be continued) for Xiao Yu to finish feeling the pulse of Wan Jiayi.When Xiao Yu finished taking the pulse, Wan Hongguang and others asked urgently, "Little Brother Xiao, how is it""I need to see Jiayi's medical re...