Chapter 1720

Chapter 1720A black sedan sped along a deserted road in Chanaea, carrying Kazuo and two other emissaries. They
should have been on a plane home by that time.
The emissaries had no reason to stay since Jared had already killed Jun. However, after buying their
plane tickets, they forfeited their seats and remained in Chanaea.
One of the emissaries asked, “Where are we going, Mr. Kawaguchi?” Kazuo’s gaze grew hooded as he
replied, “Keep driving. Stop asking questions.”
The emissary was frightened into silence and continued driving as instructed. The car only pulled to a
stop when the road ended at an abandoned area.
Kazuo alighted from the car and stared at the mighty mountain ahead. He smiled as his gaze landed
upon a primeval forest at the foot of the mountain.
“More than twenty years have passed. I never thought I would have a chance to return…”
After muttering those cryptic words, Kazuo darted into the primeval forest, followed closely by the two
emissaries accompanying him.
After walking for over half an hour, Kazuo abruptly stopped and waved his palm. Two shadowy figures
suddenly materialized in the space before him, and they charged at Kazuo, clearly armed with
weapons.
Kazuo easily grabbed the weapons and threw them on the floor. The two figures stiffened in surprise.
After exchanging knowing looks, they suddenly disappeared into thin air.
With another wave of Kazuo’s hand, the two figures promptly reappeared. “You’re all a bunch of id*ots.
The checkpoints haven’t changed at all in twenty years!” bellowed Kazuo furiously.Right after Kazuo spoke, the two figures began to take on definition. They wore black samurai uniforms
and held katanas. Confusion was palpable in their features as they looked at Kazuo and the
emissaries.
The two emissaries behind Kazuo stared wide- eyed at the scene. They never imagined Jetroinian
samurais would appear in Chanaea.
“Who are you?” asked one of the samurais. Coldly, Kazuo fired back, “Ask Ono Jiro to meet me. That
id*ot…”
The two samurais were clearly stunned by his words. One of them whirled around and dashed off.
Soon after, he returned hastily with a middle- aged man.
When the middle-aged man saw Kazuo, he froze in shock before stepping forward to greet him,
“Welcome, Mr. Kawaguchi. Why did you suddenly visit us? Has there been any new orders from the
headquarters?”
Without a single word, Kazuo strode forward and slapped Ono twice across the face. Ono dared not
utter a word of protest and instead willingly accepted his fate.
Meanwhile, Kazuo berated the man, “How can you be so stupid? You never changed the checkpoints
at all! And how could you send such lousy samurais to stand guard? Has your skull gone numb?”
“Mr. Kawaguchi, this place hasn’t been discovered in years. No one ever comes here,” explained Ono.
“Stupid! You think you can drop your guard just because no one has discovered this place?”
Kazuo slapped Ono several more times. Ono’s face swelled furiously, and he dared not say anything
more lest he agitated Kazuo again.A short while later, he led Kazuo and the emissaries into a massive cave. It was well- equipped with all
the basic necessities.
The cave was inhabited exclusively by Jetroinian samurais, each of whom exuded a remarkable aura.
The emissaries gaped at everything in the cave.
They came to a room, where Kazuo waved his hand and announced, “Leave us now!” The emissaries
left, leaving Ono alone in the room with Kazuo.
Ono hurriedly asked, “So, are there new orders from headquarters, Mr. Kawaguchi? We are dying from
boredom, trapped in this place for years…”novelbin