On the rooftop of Zhao Guo'an's villa, Iwakami Shigehiro looked down at the battle in the courtyard next door with a calm expression on his face, even when the eight subordinates couldn't manage to defeat Chen Feihu and Lone Wolf, showing signs of defeat.
Beside him, a middle-aged man with a bun and stubbly beard muttered, "I still don't understand what you're trying to achieve with this."
"You don't need to understand," Iwakami Shigehiro replied bluntly.
The man wasn't annoyed and continued, "In fact, I suspect that your trip to Huaxia this time isn't to fulfill your master's dying wish, but for your own selfish reasons."
"Hmm?" Iwakami Shigehiro frowned, showing obvious displeasure.
