Chapter 158: The Yamata Group, Ichiro Miyamoto

What a touching display of loyalty between master and servants. It almost makes me reluctant to kill you. However, you must die!

A cold gleam flashed in the assassin's eyes.

The next instant,

he strode toward Su Zhengguo and the others, brandishing the samurai sword in his hand.

"Brothers, protect the head of the family and his wife! I'll go first!"

With those words,

one of the bodyguards leaped forward, raising his fist to charge at the enemy.

Right at that moment,

a strong hand grabbed him from behind.

The person was none other than

Su Zhengguo.

"Master, you!"

All four bodyguards looked at him in sheer astonishment.

What was happening?

When had the master's strength become so immense?

Was he on some kind of performance-enhancing drugs?

Su Zhengguo offered no explanation.

He stepped out from behind the bodyguards, his expression calm as he declared, "You bastard from the island nation, I am the head of the Su family! If you want anyone, come at me!"

"And me."

At this moment, Zhang Hong also walked out from behind.

"Madam!"

Seeing this,

the four bodyguards were deeply moved.

As the guards of the Su family, protecting the master and his wife was naturally their duty.

Furthermore, ever since the young master had returned,

each of them had received immense benefits. From that very moment, they had sworn to follow the Su family to the death.

Yet now, the master and his wife were treating them like family, stepping to the front lines when danger arrived.

How could they ever be worthy of such grace!

"Say no more. You have protected the Su family for so long. Today, let your master and me protect you for once."

Zhang Hong's gaze was serene, devoid of any fear of death.

"Honghong."

Su Zhengguo took his wife's hand.

The two exchanged a smile; all emotions needed no further words.

Witnessing such a touching scene,

the assassin felt goosebumps rise all over his skin. He twisted his neck, which immediately produced a series of cracking sounds.

"Very well! Then I'll send the two of you down first!"

As the words fell,

he leaped into mid-air, bringing both of his samurai swords straight down toward Su Zhengguo and his wife.

"Master! Madam!"

The four bodyguards frantically rushed forward to intercept, but it was already too late.

At this moment,

the assassin's swords were already hovering right above the couple's heads.

"Die!"

he roared savagely.

Yet right at that instant,

"Hum!"

Two beams of golden light suddenly erupted from Su Zhengguo and his wife.

The next second,

two golden barriers instantly formed, enveloping them entirely.

"Thud!"

A muffled sound echoed.

The assassin's blades struck the golden barrier, but before he could even react,

a powerful rebound force burst forth from the barrier, blasting him backward through the air.

"Nani? What is this again?!"

The assassin's face was painted with utter shock.

Was this really just a third-rate family? How had he just shattered one protective barrier, only for another golden shield to appear?

Would this never end?!

"How could we forget the protective jade talismans given to us by our son!"

Su Zhengguo snapped back to reality, instantly overwhelmed with excitement.

In the heat of the moment earlier,

neither of them had remembered that they were still carrying the protective talismans bestowed upon them by their son, Yifan.

They weren't going to die after all.

They would get to stay together with Honghong.

"I suppose we can actually wait for our son to return now."

Zhang Hong exhaled a long breath of relief.

A moment ago, she too had thought they were dead for sure.

Never had she imagined that at the critical juncture, the talisman from their son would save their lives once again.

"That's wonderful!"

The four bodyguards were equally ecstatic at the sight. With this barrier in place, they could buy even more time.

Watching the smug expressions on their faces,

the assassin's mouth twitched violently. "Don't get cocky too soon! Once I smash this tortoise shell of yours, you'll still die!"

"When that happens, I'll hack every single one of you into a thousand pieces to appease my hatred!"

With that,

he raised his samurai sword and hacked furiously at the golden barrier once more!

Just then,

a flash of white light streaked across the sky above the Su estate.

The next moment,

"Whoosh!"

The white light plummeted instantly, arriving before the assassin in the blink of an eye.

"Who gave you the gall to harm my family?!"

Su Yifan roared furiously, reaching out with a massive hand to absorb the assassin's two samurai swords directly into his palm.

"Yifan!"

"Young master! Wonderful, the young master has returned!"

The tense expressions on Su Zhengguo and the others vanished instantly, replaced by wide smiles.

"Y-You are Su Yifan?"

The assassin's gaze narrowed.

Recalling the photographs of Su Yifan he had studied, he instantly recognized the man before him.

"It's you damned bastards from the island nation again."

Seeing that the assailant was yet another person from Sakura Country, Su Yifan's expression turned glacial, and the killing intent radiating from him surged instantly!

"Su Yifan, since you've shown up, go to hell!"

The assassin tried to yank his swords back, only to find them tightly locked against Su Yifan's palm, immovable no matter how hard he pulled...

"Kill me? You're not even worthy!"

Su Yifan said in a chilling voice.

The next second,

"Bang!"

He clenched his fist, and the assassin's two samurai swords were instantly crushed into shards.

"What?!"

The assassin was struck with utter terror!

Those two swords of his were among the top hundred legendary blades of Sakura Country, ranked fifty-ninth.

They were called 'Blazing Sun'.

And they had just been... shattered like this?

While he stood there frozen in disbelief,

"Whoosh!"

Su Yifan flashed directly behind the assassin, reaching out to grab him by the back of the head.

"No, how is it possible for you—"

Before he could finish,

Soul-Search Technique!

Too lazy to waste any more words, Su Yifan directly initiated a soul search.

"Ah! No, what did you do to me?! Old dog Kameda, I'll curse your entire bloodline!"

As the words trailed off,

the assassin began foaming at the mouth, his entire body convulsing violently...

A short while later,

Su Yifan completed the soul search.

He let go of his hand, glanced at the mindless, drooling vegetable lying on the ground, and without a shred of mercy, delivered a slap that turned the man into a mist of blood.

From the assassin's memories,

he learned that this man was a member of a Sakura Country organization called the Yamato Group, named Ichiro Miyamoto.

His strength was that of a mid-stage Martial Emperor, ranking eleventh in the entire Yamato Group.

His mission in the Xia Country this time was precisely to assassinate him.

Through Ichiro Miyamoto's memories,

Su Yifan extracted one particular name—the very reason Miyamoto had been dispatched to the Xia Country to kill him.

Kameda Mekawa!

"It's this Mekawa family again. Let's see just how long you can keep jumping around."

A glint of murderous intent flashed in the depths of Su Yifan's eyes.

At this moment, Su Zhengguo and the others walked over.

"Dad, Mom, are you alright?"

Su Yifan asked.

Zhang Hong shook her head slightly. "Don't worry, we're fine."

"As long as you're safe."

Su Yifan turned his gaze to the four bodyguards. "Are you all alright as well?"

Hearing this, the four bodyguards simultaneously dropped to one knee, speaking in unison:

"Young master, it is our incompetence! We failed to protect the master and madam."

"Who told you to kneel? You have merited achievements, not faults."

Su Yifan flicked his finger slightly, and an invisible force instantly lifted the four bodyguards back to their feet.