Miyamoto Musashi, along with Yamamoto Mieko and His Imperial Majesty Nitoku and his son, Crown Prince Sandoku, approached Lin Zhan.
Yamamoto Mieko spoke first, "Young Master Lin, this is Mr. Miyamoto Musashi. These two are His Imperial Majesty Nitoku and Crown Prince Sandoku."
As Lin Zhan listened to the introduction and looked at His Imperial Majesty Nitoku and his son, he was confused and said, "Are these two, one named 'Er' (Two) and the other 'San' (Three), brothers?"
Yamamoto Mieko, who had some understanding of Chinese culture, said with a bit of embarrassment, "They are father and son."
Lin Zhan looked at the 1.5-meter-tall His Imperial Majesty Nitoku and the 1.4-meter-tall Crown Prince Sandoku with curiosity and said, "What kind of a situation is this? It's like a weasel giving birth to a weasel, each generation worse than the last."
Crown Prince Sandoku, upon hearing Lin Zhan's mocking words, immediately became angry and said, "Baka! You are so... "
Before he could finish, Ying Xuan stepped forward and slapped him, "Damn it, little weasel, who are you calling baka? Er Zhuang, tie him up!"
Er Zhuang and Meng Gang descended upon him with kicks and punches, and in no time, Crown Prince Sandoku was bound like a zongzi.
Ying Xuan chuckled and said to Miyamoto Musashi, "Mr. Miyamoto Musashi, allow me to introduce myself. My surname is Ying, as in Ying Zheng."
Miyamoto Musashi's expression changed in surprise, and before he could speak, Zhang Haoran approached, holding a Celestial Master's Thunder Talisman. He said to Miyamoto Musashi, "Mr. Miyamoto, allow me to introduce myself as well. I am a descendant of the Celestial Master's Mansion in Huaxia, the chief disciple of this generation."
Ying Xuan pointed at Crown Prince Sandoku and said to Miyamoto Musashi with a smile, "Mr. Miyamoto, this idiot is as good as dead. The Lin family is not to be insulted. Even though he cursed me today, out of respect for you, I could let him go if the price is right. But, hehe, who told him to court death?" Soudan Novel Network.
"You..." His Imperial Majesty Nitoku was about to speak when Ying Xuan knocked him down again.
Ying Xuan spat at His Imperial Majesty Nitoku, "Pah! You old weasel, can't you understand what people are saying? With those glasses on, your eyesight isn't that great. Can't you tell who's who? If you dare to utter another word, I'll slaughter your royal family."
Then, Ying Xuan looked up and said sternly to Miyamoto Musashi, "Let me repeat this, Mr. Miyamoto. The Lin family is not to be insulted. Can you understand that, damn it?"
Miyamoto Musashi was stunned by the scene. As a dignified Quasi-King, his mind was struggling to comprehend: They've only just arrived, and before I've even said a word, two people have been captured – one is an emperor, and the other is a crown prince. If this gets out, how will I lead my subordinates in the future? How will I maintain my reputation in the martial world? Don't I have any dignity?
Seeing Miyamoto Musashi's indecisive expression, Lin Zhan stood up and said, "Mr. Miyamoto, let's set aside the matter of these two brothers, Er De and San De, for now, and discuss our own issues."
Yamamoto Mieko whispered from the side, "They are father and son, not brothers."
Lin Zhan called the young Taoist Zhang Haoming over and said, "My brother-in-law, a ten-year-old boy, had more than ten of his pets killed by your samurai. Not only did they not apologize, but they also tried to kill my brother-in-law. You owe us an explanation."
"When we found out, we only subdued them and didn't kill anyone. Only the leader of your group verbally abused and threatened us, so my brother retaliated by cutting him down. Was that excessive?"
"We waited outside the imperial palace for a long time, and no one came out to resolve the issue, not even a greeting. That's why we opened fire. Moreover, at first, we only bombed some gardens and unoccupied structures. Was that wrong?"
"Even then, people came out, but instead of negotiating, they attacked us directly. Furthermore, those two lords attacked me the moment they appeared. What, are you implying Huaxia has no lords? So, I guess cutting them down was justifiable."
Lin Zhan looked at the silent Miyamoto Musashi and continued to lay a trap, "What? Do you think you can be so unreasonable because we are young and our elder Quasi-King is not around?"
Upon hearing Lin Zhan's words, Miyamoto Musashi's mind became clear. Indeed, their elder Quasi-King was not present. As long as he didn't harm these youngsters, he could apologize profusely to their elders with a humble attitude later. And if he let Yukina properly attend to this Lin family brat, perhaps he could even establish a connection with the Lin family.
If Huaxia were truly this powerful, he wouldn't have to associate with these myriad races. After all, even if he sided with the myriad races, that old fart Oda Nobunaga would still be the leader. If Yukina could marry this Lin brat, even if she were just a concubine, she would be a true member of the Lin family. Then, if she had a son, Yukina would rise in status, and he, as Yukina's great-grandfather, would also become an elder of the Lin family.
The more Miyamoto Musashi considered it, the more feasible he found his plan. He couldn't help but chuckle, a lecherous smile appearing on his face.
Seeing the dignified Quasi-King Miyamoto Musashi standing there motionless, with a lecherous grin and drooling (as Lin Zhan and the others perceived it), the Huaxia contingent quickly retreated.
Ying Xuan whispered, "Old Lin, does this guy have some perverted habits? What should we do?"
Lin Zhan quickly responded, "Bring out all your trump cards. If this old scoundrel dares to act immorally, we'll kill him directly."
Miyamoto Musashi snapped back to reality, looked at Lin Zhan and the others, and put on what he considered a friendly smile, "You don't need to be afraid. I won't harm you. Ah, hahaha."
Lin Zhan roared, "Grab your weapons and take down this old scoundrel!" He then summoned the battle armor of the Human King Di Xin and put it on.
Ying Xuan took out the Seal of the King of Qin, the young Taoist Zhang Haoming took out a jade pendant and chanted incantations to summon the second-generation Celestial Master, and Zhang Haoran took out nine Thunder Talismans of the Celestial Master, intending to kill Miyamoto Musashi.
In an instant, myriad colors flashed, and various powerful pressures shook the entire city of Tokyo.
Miyamoto Musashi looked at these youngsters, who had suddenly become incredibly formidable. Judging by their demeanor, they were about to finish him off. He felt confused: What the hell, this script is all wrong!
Before Lin Zhan and the others could successfully summon their powers, a rift tore open in the space beside them. The Dragon Binding Rope, with its dragon head swinging, emerged and shot towards Miyamoto Musashi, instantly binding him from head to toe.
Lin Zhan and the others stopped their actions in curiosity, looking at the bound Miyamoto Musashi. "Holy crap, isn't that Uncle Suo? This is awesome! He can just bind a Quasi-King like that?"
Approaching Miyamoto Musashi, they checked and found him securely bound. "Uncle Suo is mighty! Can you keep this old guy subdued?"
The Dragon Binding Rope nodded, indicating it was a piece of cake.