"Minamoto Wakasei? I recall that boy is only around twenty years old, isn't he?" Anjou gazed out into the Tokyo night, not even glancing at Tachibana Masamune. "Aren't you still alive and well? Why the rush to hand over the position of Clan Leader to such a young man?"
"Wakasei is different. He has more talent than I do. The Shieki Eight Families are currently in a critical period, and what we need right now is a young general to boost morale, not a decayed old man like myself," Tachibana Masamune said with utmost sincerity. "Wakasei is far better suited to lead the Shieki Eight Families through this stage."
"Oh, so you're just finding it too troublesome and dumping the mess onto your juniors to clean up." Anjou fished a cigar from his suit pocket and clamped it between his teeth. "The Shieki Eight Families have been ruled by a coward like you for a full decade? No wonder even A-Ga has turned stupid."
Chapter 269