Inside the solemn and stately hall of the Murasama Clan, the atmosphere was as tense and oppressive as the moments before a violent storm.
Watanabe Ichiro stood with a face full of sorrow and righteous indignation, his eyes burning red as if two fires were blazing within them. He glared fiercely at Muramasa Feng and the members of the Council of Elders standing before him. His chest heaved violently, every breath carrying an uncontainable rage, making him look like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
"Stop putting on this hypocritical act!" Watanabe Ichiro suddenly roared, his voice echoing through the grand hall and making the listeners' eardrums ring with pain. "The lot of you must have colluded to orchestrate all of this! How else do you explain the fighting going on for more than ten minutes without a single other clan guard showing up? And the government troops only arriving tardily after the intruders had already retreated. As for you people, you showed up remarkably on time—the moment I sent someone to look for the head of the clan, all of you popped out of nowhere!"
Chapter 251