The automatic doors of the office opened, and a figure exuding the aura of a Grandmaster strode in.
She wore loose training clothes, with the famed Kyoto katana, "Dojigiri," hanging at her waist.
She was the youngest Sword Saint of the Yagyu clan—Yagyu Shizuka, age thirty-six.
Such advancement—in all of Cherry Blossom Island and even the world—she was a top-tier genius.
"Head to Dali City. Use a treasure to exchange the 'Yuki-onna no Kiri' and that traitor's corpse... Remember, always stay humble outside. Even if you're one of the top three geniuses in Sakurashima, when you go to Da Xia, keep your head down. Interact with people modestly."
"Understood."
As he watched his daughter leave, the Yagyu family head felt a deep sense of helplessness.
In this era, without reaching the Absolute Peak, you have no voice.
He had a premonition—it wouldn't be long before Cherry Blossom turned into a lost paradise of a hundred demons roaming the human world.
