"But this is different, do you understand?"

When Helian Wan'er saw the calm and gentle appearance on Ji Haotian's face, she did not relax because of his relaxation.

“It’s really different.”

Ji Haotian nodded slightly: "In this matter, Yamazaki Gotsuka is the culprit, and it is an absolute thief. Since he stole treasures from our country, we came to recover them, what's wrong with it? When Yamazaki Gotsuka faced our pursuit, he not only did not show up, but also sent strong men like Yumi Nakada and Yukimura Morizuki to strangle us and use such bloody means to bury what he did. Is it tolerant? Who is intolerable?"

After hearing what Ji Haotian said, Helian Wan'er was speechless.

"I said that the Cicada Wing Knife is not just the treasure of your Helian family. For the entire China, it is also a famous sword worthy of being passed down in the world. If I am vast in China, even such a famous weapon in charge of killing, choose to be taken away and remain indifferent, how sad it would be."

Ji Haotian sighed and looked at Helian Wan'er seriously: "I am a person who does what he says. Since I will help you bring the cicada wing knife back, then it will definitely return it to Zhao."

"It's easy to say, but how difficult it will be to do it."

Helian Wan'er was as angry as orchid and sighed softly: "Today's stern master is a relatively famous martial arts figure in Japan. For them, we are all foreigners. To be fair, I, Helian Wan'er, are both family and masters, are all major Chinese martial arts sects, so I also have some understanding of the affairs of the world. If this happened in China and a foreigner dared to kill my martial arts master in China, I am afraid that every child of the martial arts world in China will not give up."

Helian Wan'er paused and looked at Ji Haotian seriously: "What I am really worried about is that if you continue to make trouble like this, you will sooner or later anger the entire Japanese martial arts world. At that time, your enemies will no longer be a single force or individual like Okamoto Shirō, Yamazaki Wuzuka, or a single force or individual in the Baidi family, but the entire Japanese martial arts world."

"Even if my opponent is really the whole of Japan, so what?"

Ji Haotian's short numbers suddenly felt heroic.

A supreme force that exudes mountains and rivers is emitted throughout his body.

It seemed as if it was going to sweep across the island nation of Japan in a destructive manner.

"I admit that your cultivation is so high that you are the top-notch top-notch one among the younger generation I have seen in my life. You even have the capital to fight with my master, Tiexin Master."

Helian Wan'er looked at Ji Haotian with great peace: "When I first entered the sect, I asked my master a sentence, what is the strongest person in the world? My master's answer is that there are no strong people in the world, because even if she is one of the great masters of China, she cannot be invincible in the world. If there are enough opponents, she can still be strangled. Although Japan is a small place, it can also be called a strong person. Once you anger the entire Japanese martial arts world, they will also be besieged you by ants and killing you. Have you ever thought about the consequences? And this is Japan. Once this happens, we will be isolated and helpless."

"A coincidence, I asked someone this question, but the answer he gave me was very different from your master's."

Ji Haotian paused, and a charming light emanated in his eyes: "I once asked him what the strongest person in the world is."

Helian Wan'er saw Ji Haotian's serious expression, stopped persuading and waited for the following text.

"That man told me, how can I compare to the 5,000-year-old river in China that lasted for five thousand years?"

Ji Haotian recalled the past and couldn't help but smile: "The answer I got is that the strongest person in the world is not about martial arts cultivation, nor about power and wealth, but about..."

Ji Haotian stretched out his slender finger and pointed at the position of his heart: "Focus on the family, country and the world! He told me that as long as I have unyielding belief in my heart, even if our body disappears, this spirit will never be impressed. Even if I fall, as long as the entire Chinese nation is still there, we will all be the strongest."

Helian Wan'er looked at Ji Haotian at this moment and was fascinated by no means.

Although she is the saint of Bixia Palace, she is a martial arts figure after all. She may understand these great principles of the country and the world, but she definitely does not have the feelings of Ji Haotian.

"I retrieved the Cicada Wing Knife not only for your Helian family, but also because of my reputation in China, and cannot be damaged."

Ji Haotian smiled indifferently: "No one can take away the things in China just by wanting to take them away. Someone must tell the world that if it is true as you said, even if I am not able to compete with the entire Japanese martial arts, as long as I can remind them of the word "China" in the future, I will feel afraid. This is enough."

"So, we won't leave, right?"

Helian Wan'er looked at Ji Haotian's deep eyes and had already obtained the answer.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

At the same time, there was a knock on the door of the hotel. Helian Wan'er turned around and confirmed that there was only an ordinary person standing outside the door without aura fluctuations. She slowly stood up, walked to the front and behind the door, and opened the door.

"Hello, does Mr. Huatian from Huaxia live in this room?"

Outside the door, a Japanese man in a suit leaned over slightly and asked in broken Chinese.

"Who are you?"

Helian Wan'er frowned and asked when she heard the man pointing out Ji Haotian's pseudonym by name.

"I am the butler of the Yamazaki family in Kyoto Prefecture, Ho Hikaru Suzuki. I came here today, and I came here specially to send an invitation to Mr. Hua on the order of my master."

As Suzuki He Yan spoke, his eyes passed over Helian Wan'er and looked at Ji Haotian, who was sitting upright in the room: "May I ask, are you Mr. Hua?"

"Let him in."

Ji Haotian spoke with a expressionless voice.

"Tread!"

After entering the door, He Yan of Suzuki stood respectfully in front of Ji Haotian, handed over a hot lacquer in his hand and a gilded envelope with the Yamazaki family emblem: "Mr. Ji, tomorrow at noon, my owner Yamazaki Gotsuka will specially set up a luncheon at the manor on the outskirts of Kyoto to invite you to talk."

"Where is the cicada wing knife?"

Ji Haotian glanced at Suzuki He Yan coldly, but did not take the envelope.

"My owner didn't mention this."

When Suzuki He Yan heard Ji Haotian's cold tone, he was slightly scared. Although he didn't know the news of the death of the Holy Land, he could clearly find out about the Okamoto Casino today.

"Go back and bring a message to your master. I will attend the luncheon tomorrow as scheduled, but he must also prepare the cicada wing knife, otherwise, tomorrow at noon will be his death."

Ji Haotian took the envelope and gently twisted his fingertips.

"Hula!"
Chapter completed!