# 736
Chapter 737: Final Performance
An Qingyu listened to Lin Qiye's plan and couldn't help but ask:
"This plan is indeed a bit crazy... Is it really necessary for us to go this far?"
"It's necessary." Lin Qiye glanced at Baili Pangpang, who was still sleeping, and said calmly, "I'm fine with it, but you guys have been in this country for two years, hiding, lurking, scheming... We've been mice for too long, hiding for far too long. Now that we're about to leave, of course we need to collect everything we're owed.
Besides, Baili Pangpang's slumber, Cao Yuan's imprisonment... we haven't settled these debts yet.
Since we've decided to do this, let's make it big!
Let this country remember the existence of our [Nightfall] forever.
If the Oracle Envoy dares to hurt someone from our squad...
Then we'll,
turn everything of theirs upside down!"
Lin Qiye stood there, gazing at the city outside the window, his eyes flickering with a cold, fierce light.
"...I understand. I'll start acting now."
An Qingyu hung up the phone.
He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window at the edge of [Pure Land], looking at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Qingyu, what's wrong?" Jiang Er floated to his side, "All the data has been uploaded, the equipment has been completely shut down, and we can activate [Pure Land's] self-destruct sequence at any time..."
"No need to self-destruct, at least not now." An Qingyu adjusted his glasses and, gazing down at the megacity below, a faint smile curved his lips,
"Our grand finale in this country is about to begin..."
...
In a private room at the club.
Amemiya Haruki sat cross-legged on the floor, [Rainfall Collapse] resting across his knees, his eyes tightly closed as if in meditation.
Two knocks sounded at the door, and after a moment, the door opened. Lin Qiye stood outside, his expression serious as he said to Amemiya Haruki:
"Amemiya, lend me [Rainfall Collapse]."
Amemiya Haruki opened his eyes, confusion flickering in his gaze as he looked at Lin Qiye. But even so, he didn't hesitate in the slightest as he firmly handed over the deep blue long sword resting on his knees to Lin Qiye, only then asking:
"What are you going to do?"
Lin Qiye took [Rainfall Collapse] and smiled faintly, "Going to clear the last obstacles for you."
Amemiya Haruki froze in place.
Before he could figure out what Lin Qiye meant, Lin Qiye seemed to think of something and spoke again:
"By the way... your friend, Furuhara Yoshiki... what's his temperament like?"
"Temperament?" Amemiya Haruki was even more confused, "Why are you asking about that? Although he's eccentric, his temperament is actually quite good..."
"Does he hold grudges?"
"...No, he doesn't."
"Oh, that's good then."
Lin Qiye nodded, his figure flickering before vanishing from the spot.
Amemiya Haruki stared blankly at the empty room before him, reminiscing about the nonsensical conversation just now, and began to wonder if he hadn't fully woken up...
...
"You're Imori Yutaka, right?"
Lin Qiye's figure appeared outside the club's office, and seeing the figure standing by the door, he asked.
Upon seeing Lin Qiye, Imori Yutaka immediately greeted him respectfully, "Yes, Lord Qiye, what are your orders?"
Lin Qiye was the honored guest of the Big Group Leader, and a distinguished guest of the entire Black Assassin Group. Imori Yutaka dared not show the slightest negligence.
"I need you to use a plane to send someone to Tokyo." Lin Qiye said calmly.
A plane?
Send someone?
Imori Yutaka's expression turned troubled.
The Black Assassin Group did have a plane—the one Shen Qingzhu had flown from Osaka was nearby—but such things could only be dispatched by the Big Group Leader. After all, Lin Qiye was merely a guest, and without the Big Group Leader's permission, he had no authority to use that aircraft...
"Lord Qiye, does the Big Group Leader know about this?"
"He doesn't."
"In that case, we might have some difficulty..."
"But if you don't send him, your Big Group Leader might die in Tokyo." Lin Qiye directly cut off Imori Yutaka's words.
Imori Yutaka froze in place.
"Lord Qiye, what do you mean by that?" His brow immediately furrowed.
"Your Big Group Leader, in order to let you little brothers live, went alone to Tokyo overnight to kill the Oracle Envoy." Lin Qiye briefly explained the situation, "I think you've guessed by now that the Big Group Leader isn't from this world. He comes from another distant land...
But here, his power cannot be fully exerted.
If we don't go help him, he'll likely die in Tokyo, and your Black Assassin Group will forever lose this Big Group Leader..."
Imori Yutaka was struck like lightning!
He stared at Lin Qiye for a long while. The image of last night's conversation with Shen Qingzhu under the moonlight resurfaced in his mind. As if understanding something, his pupils contracted sharply.
"So that's how it is..."
Imori Yutaka murmured to himself. He猛地 stepped back, falling to his knees before Lin Qiye, his forehead pressing heavily against the ground, and shouted loudly:
"I'll prepare the plane for you right away!
I'll mobilize all of the Black Assassin Group's forces in the Kanto region to help the Big Group Leader! But I need some time to prepare, and until then...
Please,
you must save the Big Group Leader!
I beg you, really, I beg you!!!"
Imori Yutaka continuously kowtowed on the ground several times. Only after his forehead had turned bright red did he scramble to his feet, and with the fastest speed of his life, sprinted toward the outside of the club!
Lin Qiye watched his retreating figure, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart.
In the eyes of these underworld figures, Shen Qingzhu's status was truly very high...
"Qiye, I'm ready."
Jialan wore a deep blue Han robe, carrying the black box containing [Celestial Gate], her long black hair tied up with red cord, and walked quickly from the other end of the corridor.
"Mn," Lin Qiye nodded, "Before I go to Tokyo, there's one more thing I need to retrieve, so I can only let you go ahead... How's Pangpang?"
"Still the same, no signs of waking."
"...Alright."
Lin Qiye sighed, "Later, Imori Yutaka will take you onto the plane. I'll leave first."
"Mn, see you in Tokyo."
Jialan nodded obediently.
Lin Qiye hung three swords at his waist, walked to the parking lot outside the club, picked a car at random, and raced toward a remote area of Hokkaido!
At this moment.
In a private room of the club.
Baili Pangpang, who had been quietly lying on the bed in deep slumber, suddenly had a wisp of white light flow from his abdomen, like a river slowly connecting every one of his meridians. His entire body was immersed in this white light.
Within his dantian, a Jade Ruyi was slowly rotating.
His eyelashes trembled slightly.