Sensoji Temple has a long history in Japan, with a rough estimate of nearly 800 years of history.
Every year, a large number of tourists go to Sensoji Temple to pray.
The Japanese are very peculiar. Their temples are different from those in China. There is not necessarily any god enshrined in the temples. It may be a grass or a stone.
Anything they feel is spiritual may be enshrined.
Lin Yi was not very interested in these things. He ate traditional snacks at a food stall outside Sensō-ji Temple and watched the tourists coming and going.
At this time, a luxurious convoy came driving over in a mighty manner.
People made way for him.
Then, a middle-aged man in samurai clothes, a wooden sword on his waist and wooden clogs stepped down from the car.
The man had short hair and wore a pair of glasses. He walked steadily, as if he was weighing a huge weight, giving people a feeling of looking up to a towering mountain.
To everyone's surprise, the man stopped in front of a small shop and bowed to a young man.
"Your Majesty Pluto, I'm sorry that I was too busy these days and didn't go to the airport to greet you in person."
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes and glanced at Sasaki in front of him. Five years had passed and he looked a little older.
"It's okay. I never care about these little things. Let's find a place to talk?"
"Hey!" Sasaki nodded heavily and took the initiative to open the car door for Lin Yi.
The subordinates behind him were greatly shocked to see this scene. The boss of the Yamaguchi-gumi was so respectful to a young Chinese man. It was really hard to figure out the identity of this man.
Lin Yi informed Wang Jie and the others that he had something to do and had to leave first, so they didn't need to worry.
Soon the car drove smoothly all the way and arrived at a high-end club.
There are wooden houses on high platforms and tatami mats. There are patches of green bamboo planted in the yard and dark red lanterns hanging on the eaves.
Lin Yi could see that these were decorations from the Edogawa era.
The women who were welcoming and seeing off guests were all young Japanese girls, all dressed in kimonos, and they walked slowly with everyone.
After entering the room, the first thing I saw was a girl in white, kneeling with her back to the door.
Although only her back was seen, her delicate body was wrapped in a pink kimono. Not much skin was exposed to the air, but it was whiter than snow.
Hearing the voice, the woman stood up leisurely and said respectfully, "Father, this must be the world-famous Lord Pluto."
"Xuezi, you are right. This is His Majesty Pluto."
Xue Zi glanced at Lin Yi timidly, then continued to make tea silently. Soon the hot tea was poured into the small bamboo cup.
Lin Yi played with the bamboo cup for a while, impressed by its exquisite workmanship, then shortened his gaze and got straight to the point: "How is it going?"
Sasaki was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Yi to be so direct.
"According to our investigation, the Yakikai is an underground force established by the Yukishiro family. This family has a long history in the Toyo Island, as long as 150 years. After so many years of development, this huge family has already flourished and has many powerful people."
"Especially the last sword master of Japan came from this family."
“I really don’t have enough energy to do this.”
"It is said that the swordsman can cut down a waterfall with one sword. I have sent people to take back the Pluto Ring many times, but they all failed and many of my men died."
At this point, Sasaki's face was filled with grief, and Yukiko quickly comforted him, "Father, this time Pluto is here, and he will definitely make the decision for you."