"Ah!" As Mitsuo Mitsui started acting like a beast, Chiharu Mitsui immediately screamed. If she were publicly violated by Mitsuo Mitsui, how could she ever face anyone again?
"Aunt!" At that moment, Chiharu Mitsui, who was still at the doorway, also cried out in anguish, her voice nearly splitting with desperation.
"Chiharu, so you were hiding here!" Nearby, Mitsuo Mitsui had already broken free. Seeing Chiharu huddled by a big tree, he instantly started drooling, his intentions dark.
Back when Chiharu Mitsui controlled the Mitsui Group, she was absolutely untouchable in Mitsuo Mitsui's eyes—like a queen whom all the male peers in the clan had to kneel before. No one dared lay a finger on her; she wasn't just the family's princess, she was practically its queen.
But now, with the tables turned, Mitsuo and his crew had finally clawed their way up. All he could think about was violently humiliating Chiharu Mitsui, paying back all the "humiliation" he'd felt over the years in one go.
In a flash, Mitsuo Mitsui grabbed Chiharu, ripping open the back of her nightgown—she was only wearing pajamas at the moment.
"Slut, you filthy thing!" Mitsuo had clearly been holding back for way too long. He roared, ready to pin her down, while the rest of his cronies cheered him on, totally hyped.
Meanwhile, his father Harold Mitsui was going after Wendy Chiba. Like father, like son—both rotten to the core.
......
At that moment, both women let out wild, terrified screams—the situation had reached its peak of danger.
In a split second, all of Harold Mitsui's protective flames went out, and his whole body exploded with a bang.
Wendy Chiba stared in disbelief. She never imagined that with just one punch, Ryan had blasted a massive bloody hole in Harold Mitsui's chest and sent him flying.
"Stud!" Wendy Chiba couldn't help but shout. In that moment, she made up her mind—she would follow Ryan just like her niece, serving him as a loyal slave.
Japanese women have always worshipped powerful men, and to them Ryan was like a god descended to earth. How could they not go wild for him?
Of course, Ryan had no idea about any of this, nor did he have time to care. Right now, all his attention was locked on wiping out the Mitsui clan.
"Master, you must kill him for me! From now on, the Mitsui clan will see you as our Master, and every member will follow your orders!" Chiharu 'Little Chick' Mitsui shouted as Harold Mitsui struggled to his feet.
"No problem!" Ryan nodded, his whole body gliding over like a ghost.
"Onmyō Technique – Grand Fireball!" Harold Mitsui knew better than anyone how terrifying Ryan's power was. As Ryan charged in, Harold instantly unleashed his onmyōdō, hurling meter-wide fireballs straight at Ryan.
But faced with fireballs of this level, Ryan didn't even bother to move—he just let them come.
"Unbelievable! I've never seen such an incredible young man!" Wendy Chiba was completely stunned, barely able to believe her eyes.
Auntie, I told you, Xiao Feng's power is earth-shattering! He's the perfect Master, and I want to be his little kitty for life!
I want to be his kitty too!" Wendy Chiba's eyes burned with excitement.
Then you have to serve your Master well, Auntie!" Chiharu urged Wendy.
Don't worry, I'll do my best. But I wonder if Master would even want me—I'm so much older, and a widow at that. I can't compare to you, a girl in her prime!" Wendy said, sounding insecure.
Huaxia has a saying: where there's a will, there's a way! Just show off your hot figure, Auntie—Master will definitely like you. Besides, you're not worse than me at all. My skills in that area aren't mature yet; you're definitely better!" Chiharu reassured Wendy.
Really? Hearing you say that, I feel confident now!" Wendy nodded vigorously, then couldn't help but wiggle her hips, showing off her seductive charm.
Harold Mitsui was falling apart inside—his Grand Fireball was useless, and he instinctively retreated. But to his shock, the trees around him seemed to come alive, each ancient trunk opening strange, eerie eyes.
Impossible! How could this be?' Harold Mitsui was in total disbelief—every way out was blocked by Ryan.
Harold Mitsui, your end is here!' Ryan didn't hesitate—his blade slashed straight for Harold's head. If it landed, Harold would be dead for sure!
I, Harold Mitsui, will never surrender—never!' In an instant, his mouth swelled to the limit as he shouted.
Onmyō Technique – Flame Dragon!
Clearly, this was Harold Mitsui's ultimate attack. As he shouted, a fire dragon burst from his mouth, charging straight at Ryan.
Careful, Xiao Feng! That's Harold Mitsui's ultimate move!' Wendy shouted, clearly worried—this attack was nothing like the others, its destructive power immense.
After unleashing the move, Harold Mitsui's eyes flashed with pride—he was sure Ryan wouldn't be able to block it!
But Ryan didn't move at all—not even sparing Harold Mitsui a glance.
Baka!' Harold Mitsui's eyes nearly shot fire—Japanese care most about dignity, and Ryan's taunting was worse than death.
Still, he had to accept his fate. Just as the flame dragon seemed about to break through Ryan's defenses, Ryan suddenly struck.
In an instant, Ryan caught the flame dragon in his palm—what was a mighty dragon became less than a mudfish, its endless flames sucked dry in a heartbeat.
Harold Mitsui's eyes nearly popped out of his head—he couldn't believe what he was seeing.