I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2326 - 1478: What Should We Do?

Boss Jiang took the wheel himself. Time was of the essence, and he knew Kyoto’s traffic like the back of his hand. The Four Great Kings were seated in the car, a palpable silence radiating from them, a dangerous energy filling the vehicle. It truly was a case of better early than late. As soon as they arrived, they needed to be in action. Unlike the coddled celebrities of the entertainment industry, prone to tears over the smallest inconvenience, these men, despite their heartthrob appearances reminiscent of Korean dramas, displayed not a shred of fear when confronting unknown peril. Only unwavering determination and grim resolve were etched on their faces.

Fortunately, their connection with Fujiwara Reiki remained unbroken. Real-time location sharing was still active. On the phone screen mounted on the central console, Fujiwara Reiki’s location marker had ceased moving. It wasn’t at the hotel, however. It was at… that particular place. It appeared to be her private Kyoto residence from earlier times. Jiang Chen had visited once before, in pursuit of a ninja who had scaled the walls and fled, seeking confirmation of her identity as Koda Kaoru. A cunning rabbit, after all, digs multiple burrows. For security, important individuals typically avoid residing in a single location permanently.

"Jiang Sang, I don’t dare go to the hotel; it must be compromised already. I’m at the house I previously purchased on the second ring road, Jiang Sang, hurry!" The real-time location sharing abruptly ended. Only a voice message lingered. Had an attack occurred, or had she sensed impending danger? Even as Jiang Chen sped towards the location, the situation remained shrouded in uncertainty, and he began to feel a growing sense of unease. The reaction of that demoness… was it perhaps too extreme? Given her upbringing, was her mindset truly so fragile? He wasn’t a stranger to her capabilities. Back in the Japanese Imperial Palace, when she had pulled him into a risky escapade, nearly catching them in flagrante delicto by the Japanese Little Princess, she had remained utterly composed and unfazed in the face of such terrifying circumstances. Yet now, she became hysterical over mere danger? It defied logic. It made no sense. Nevertheless, Jiang Chen could not simply ignore the plea.

Arriving at the last known location transmitted, the car screeched to a halt. Jiang Chen peered outside. The gate stood wide open. "Bang bang bang…" The Four Great Kings promptly exited the vehicle. Once Jiang Chen stepped out from the driver’s seat, they instinctively formed a protective circle around him, leaving no vulnerable angles. Jiang Chen strode inside, subtly scanning his surroundings. The familiar environment was well-maintained, not neglected due to Fujiwara Reiki’s absence, indicating someone had been tending to it. No sounds of combat echoed. No cries of agony could be heard. The entire residence was eerily silent, almost devoid of sound. The surrounding desolate woods lent a terrifying atmosphere of dread, as if an unseen predator lurked in the shadows, silently observing the five of them, awaiting an opportune moment to strike. The Four Great Kings maintained their positions, guarding the flanks, their senses vigilant in all directions, making it nearly impossible for any movement to elude their sharp awareness.

"Whoosh!" As they stepped into the courtyard where he had last encountered Fujiwara Reiki, a sharp whistling sound sliced through the air. "Mr. Jiang, watch out!" The Golden Lion King, stationed to his front-right, moved instantaneously, shielding Jiang Chen with his own body as the ultimate protective barrier. "Swoosh!" A small, sharp object effortlessly penetrated clothing, yet, remarkably, no crimson blood spilled forth. Let there be no mistake. This was not some mythical divine technique; reality was not a martial arts novel, and Golden Lion King was merely a convenient designation bestowed by Boss Jiang. Beneath their casual attire, the Four Great Kings wore robust body armor. Unlike flexible vests, these bulletproof garments, equipped with ceramic or steel plates, were capable of repelling not only bullets but also the impact of bladed weapons such as swords, spears, or axes, as well as hidden projectiles.

The Golden Lion King raised his hand, retrieving the projectile that had been halted by his vest. It was, in fact, a dart? Despite the protective vest, their immediate, instinctive reaction to shield their boss with their bodies in a split second served as a testament to their unwavering loyalty. Jiang Chen felt a surge of satisfaction. His gaze swept over the Golden Lion King, who remained positioned before him, and then, upon surveying the scene within the courtyard, his eyes suddenly flickered. Beneath the tranquil moonlight, Sakura, who possessed the potential to become Japan's youngest high-ranking ninja, stood alone in the courtyard. Her attire was disheveled. Indeed. It appeared as though she had just emerged from a vigorous confrontation. Her clothes were torn in numerous places. Furthermore, her ensemble for the evening was rather distinctive. It was a female ninja's uniform, with only her most private parts concealed, her strong legs adorned with black, lustrous stockings. Yes. Those stockings, too, were ripped. They revealed the flesh of her legs beneath.