Night fell, and the lights of Haicheng gradually dimmed as the roar of the city slowly settled into silence. Yet inside the Wang Family estate, situated in a quiet corner of the city, the lights blazed bright and the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.
In the seat of honor sat Inoue Kazuo, clad in traditional Sakura Country attire. His stern face looked as though it were carved from solid ice, and his eyes flashed with a cold, profound light that made it difficult for anyone to meet his gaze. Inoue Kazuo's cultivation had already reached the Early Martial Sovereign Realm, and this formidable strength endowed him with an undeniable majesty inside the Wang Family manor.
Flanking him were Wang Tianba, head of the Wang Family, and the elder Wang Zhenhai. Wang Tianba's expression was grave, his brows locked in a tight frown as his hands clenched into fists, as if he were bearing immense pressure. Wang Zhenhai kept his head slightly lowered, his eyes betraying a mixture of awe and unease. Their attitude toward Inoue Kazuo was utterly deferential, every word and gesture reeking of caution and reverence.
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