Chapter 1582: Chapter 1582: Chiba Sakurako

Ye Xuan innocently took a bullet.

Suddenly.

Someone rang the doorbell.

"I’ll get the door!"

Before anyone could react, Xiao Yun Duo jumped off the chair upon hearing the doorbell and enthusiastically ran towards the door.

Everyone showed indulgent smiles; such an obedient and adorable child just compelled affection.

However, liking aside, Chi Lian quickly got up and followed Xiao Yun Duo out. After all, every day now was an unusual time, and if Xiao Yun Duo opened the door to an enemy, that would be dangerous.

Soon, Chi Lian’s voice came from the direction of the door: "Black Emperor, there’s a beauty looking for you!"

"Beauty?"

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows.

At the same time, Ye Xuan also sensed three different gazes, as sharp as blades, sealing off his entire being, making him feel as if a slight move would leave him thoroughly injured.

Ye Xuan quickly restrained his expression, appearing very innocent: "I really don’t know what’s going on, swear to heaven there’s no problem, I haven’t provoked anyone lately."

"Hmph." Lin Tong snorted, pouting: "Go take a look."

Ye Xuan went out with a depressed mood.

Meanwhile, Lin Tong calmly sat in the chair, starting to have fanciful thoughts.

Previously, she had big problems herself, so when Ye Xuan caused romantic debts outside, she also had an obligation to pay them back. But now Ye Xuan had many wives, and if he persisted in greed outside, he needed to be rectified.

Otherwise, if this keeps developing, would there even be half an hour in a year for her, the main wife?

While Lin Tong continued to imagine wildly, Ye Xuan had already walked out of the house.

What entered his sight was an exceptionally unique beauty.

Similar to Chi Lian in uniqueness.

Chi Lian always dressed in black leather, even her shoes were black boots, heroic and valiant, like a futuristic female warrior, out of touch with romance, standing out in this metropolis.

And this unfamiliar beauty was dressed in a kimono, wearing wooden clogs, her jet-black hair tied atop her head, hands placed in front of her abdomen, meticulously like a habit cultivated from a young age, naturally above worldly matters.

Lacking people around.

Even amidst a sea of people, this kimono beauty would surely stand out like a crane among chickens, attracting attention.

"Interesting."

Seeing such an exceptional beauty, Ye Xuan squinted slightly, smiling with interest.

He could tell, this kimono beauty was also a master... a master with a sword.

Ye Xuan lifted his foot and walked over.

"Xiao Yun Duo, let’s go back and continue eating."

Chi Lian, without Ye Xuan needing to say a word, carried Xiao Yun Duo back inside.

Ye Xuan reached the courtyard door, gracefully opened it, then his eyes scanned the beauty twice before speaking: "Are you the Sword God’s wife?"

"No." The kimono beauty spoke fluent Yan Country language: "I am his daughter, Chiba Sakurako."

"Oh, so you’re the daughter." Ye Xuan nodded in surprise: "What do you want from me?"

"Father asked me to deliver a war challenge." Chiba Sakurako took a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan was speechless: "Didn’t he already give me a war challenge?"

"To Father, a spoken challenge and a written challenge are two different things." Chiba Sakurako looked at Ye Xuan, smiling lightly: "Father has been in the limelight for decades, you’re the second person qualified to have him personally write a challenge."

"The first was Ye Tianlong?" Ye Xuan laughed.

"Yes," Chiba Sakurako nodded lightly.

"Well, your father is quite particular."

Ye Xuan smiled helplessly, finally taking the challenge letter, opening it to see, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, it didn’t even seem like a Northern Federation person wrote it.

As if sensing Ye Xuan’s astonishment, Chiba Sakurako explained with a wry smile: "Thirty years ago, Father wrote a challenge to Ye Tianlong using Yan Country script, Ye Tianlong joked that Father’s writing was ugly; Father, after returning to the Northern Federation, practiced Yan Country writing for thirty years."

Ye Xuan was shocked.

There are two kinds of people in the world who are the most terrifying.

One is the petty-minded who repay every slight.

The other one smiles on the surface and appears gracious but becomes petty-minded at home.

Ye Xuan is the former.

Sword God is the latter.

Even though Ye Xuan heard it firsthand, he still couldn’t believe it for a moment.

Just because of Ye Tianlong’s words years ago, the Sword God, a Northern Federation person, actually practiced Yan Country writing diligently for thirty years?

What kind of concept is that?

Isn’t that an extreme level of vengeance?

It’s lucky Ye Tianlong is missing, otherwise the Sword God would have perfected his Yan Country writing and sent it across the ocean to Ye Tianlong, wouldn’t he?

This kind of person, really!

Ye Xuan tugged at the corner of his mouth, saying with a weird expression: "Your father truly is obsessive."

"Yes, he’s very obsessive." Chiba Sakurako smiled: "Once he decides something, he will go all out to do it, and he demands perfection, and he even requires his children to do well."

Ye Xuan looked at Chiba Sakurako with some pity: "So, you can speak such fluent Yan Country language? If it weren’t for your kimono dress, you’d almost be indistinguishable from a local."

"Yes, and also no." Chiba Sakurako shook her head: "I can speak Yan Country language fluently partly because of Father, but for the most part, it’s because I love your country’s culture."

"Northern Federation people liking Yan Country culture, that’s rare." Ye Xuan was taken aback, suddenly felt intrigued by the beauty in front of him.

Yan Country and Northern Federation have always been incompatible as fire and water, and the citizens of both countries grown up with prejudices against each other, hence Chiba Sakurako’s fondness for Yan Country culture can only mean...

She’s a woman of taste.

"Preferences know no borders; even in enemies, there are many things worth learning." Chiba Sakurako smiled lightly: "We have to admit, Northern Federation’s culture is far behind Yan Country’s."

"You flatter," Ye Xuan smiled modestly.

"Just speaking the truth." Chiba Sakurako smiled lightly: "But, geniuses are always obsessive, just like my father. If he weren’t obsessive, perhaps he wouldn’t have become the Sword God."

"Talking all this time, you’ve circled back to your father." Ye Xuan laughed: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"He wants to kill you," Chiba Sakurako sighed: "Since he has decided, then seven days later, your duel will truly be a matter of ranking and life or death."

Ye Xuan nodded: "I know, I’m still contemplating whether to accept the appointment."

Chiba Sakurako smiled wryly: "But he doesn’t see you as an enemy."

Ye Xuan continued to nod: "I can tell, he holds no hostility towards me."