Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 937 914: Recuperation

Ren Feng returned to the mountain cave, and Guo Yilong, who was roasting rabbit meat by the fire, immediately started complaining.

"Hey, hey, hey, where did you take my clothes?"

"You're a grown man, missing one piece of clothing won't matter, will it?"

"Then why did you take my trousers?"

"To give someone."

"What the hell, brother, you're giving someone my trousers?"

Guo Yilong was dumbfounded. He had heard of giving all sorts of gifts to others, but never of giving one's own trousers.

"Stop asking so many questions, eat your rabbit meat. Once you're done, we'll head back to the city."

"What if we're being pursued?"

"We shouldn't be."

Ren Feng took out a compass. "Now that we have this, they shouldn't come after us for a while."

"Is this..."

Guo Yilong was a bit stunned, the aura from it made him shiver a little.

"The aura of a Yin Yang Master?"

"Hm?" Ren Feng's eyes narrowed.

"It's not that woman, right? She's just from the Iga Ninja Sect."

"Not talking about her, I'm talking about this thing." Guo Yilong's eyes widened, as if in disbelief. "I never thought the Ninja Domain still had Yin Yang Masters!"

"Even if there are, there's no need to be so shocked, is there?"

"You don't know, Yin Yang Masters are becoming less common, and it's hard for anyone to inherit their mantle. I've heard from my master that Yin Yang Masters might have been wiped out because they defy nature too much. Back then, without the Yin Yang Masters, the Kasumi families alone couldn't have killed Orochi."

"You should know how formidable a Yin Yang Master is. Otherwise, how could those two have tracked us? And this is just a fraction of their methods."

Ren Feng's expression also turned serious. This was the third time he'd heard about the power and terror of Yin Yang Masters.

"Enough about that, let's get ready to head back to the city. Without the Ninja Domain's pursuit, we should be able to relax for a few days," Ren Feng said, as he conjured the Nine Yang fire in his hand and burned the compass to ashes!

"And I hope you'll make a decision by then. If you're planning to leave Japan, I suggest you go to Europe. I have friends there, so you won't feel alone. If you decide to stay in Japan, I won't be able to help."

"I know," Guo Yilong said, feeling emotional. "But I've been here for so long, I have some feelings for this place."

"Decide when the time comes," Ren Feng said. "Let's go to the city, we still need to visit a hospital to get your wounds bandaged."

"No rush, let me finish this piece of meat first."

Afterward, the two returned to the city and stealthily grabbed some clothes from a clothing store, changing into a completely different appearance.

Guo Yilong made a call from a public phone booth; soon enough, someone arranged accommodations for them, and a car pulled up beside them.

"Get in the car; since no one's chasing us, let's stay in a big house!"

Guo Yilong laughed heartily.

The two got into the car.

"I'm curious, weren't you being hunted by the Sanhe Ninja Sect? How did you manage to get all this?"

"Brother, you don't understand. I'm pretty smart. Back when I was in the Sanhe Ninja Sect, I quietly thought up an escape plan and took a position with some organized crime group," Guo Yilong chuckled.

Ren Feng was quite surprised: "You can do that."

"Of course. It's just that we can't drag them into our fight, we're not on the same level. I reach out to them when I want to enjoy myself, and sometimes offer a bit of guidance when I'm in a good mood."

"Impressive."

Guo Yilong leaned in with a grin: "Brother, let me tell you a bit more. You probably know there's a very famous industry in Japan, renowned worldwide."

"So?"

"This industry is actually highly competitive, and it's largely controlled by organized crime. The group I'm with controls several sources and has more female performers than you can count."

"Forget it, I'm not interested,"

Ren Feng said flatly, jokingly. He had no interest in those women.

As he said this, Ren Feng recalled Beikawa Yingzi from earlier. Gotta admit, that woman was quite something, but it was a shame he got involved with her unwittingly.

They returned to the villa, where the doctor was already waiting. He tended to their wounds, while Ren Feng meditated in his room, sensing his internal state.

Last night was too dangerous, but it was his spiritual object that saved him.

Now, he wanted to figure out what that Dragon Shadow actually was.

When he first entered the spiritual realm, Ren Feng couldn't sense its presence at all. It gradually emerged later, unlike other spiritual realm powerhouses. Moreover, the spiritual entity didn't obey his control, and he couldn't command it at all.

It was like the Celestial Cloud Sword of the Kasumi family, possessing its own consciousness.

Ren Feng closed his eyes, wanting to summon the Dragon Shadow, but there was no response.

After a full half hour, still nothing.

Opening his eyes, Ren Feng's gaze flickered. This spiritual object must have something to do with his constitution.

At that moment, Guo Yilong's voice sounded from outside.

"Brother, don't stay cooped up in the room, let's go have some fun."

Elsewhere, in a room somewhere in Tokyo.

Hagens frowned, still disturbed by last night's events.

"No wonder the organization personally issued an order to take him down. This person is truly unfathomable. Why did his attack cause a sudden headache?"

Hagens couldn't figure it out. Just then, someone walked in.

"Lord Hagens, what do we do next?"

"Keep searching, we can't let him escape. Station people at the stations and airports. Inform me immediately if you find any signs of him."

"Yes!"

Next time I meet you, I'll strike to kill!

Hagens' eyes gleamed with a cold light.

...

Ren Feng and Guo Yilong had been resting for a few days. During this time, Guo Yilong had mostly recovered physically. Without the pursuit of the Kasumi family and the organization, Ren Feng also relaxed.

The past few days had been nerve-wracking, especially yesterday, when they escaped death. Ren Feng felt fortunate to have escaped from under Hagens' nose.

"Almost ready," Guo Yilong said, affectionately stroking his two weapons.

They were packing, preparing to head to the Sanhe Ninja Sect.

"This first sword, called Zhui Feng, was custom-made for me by my master's people, and I'm comfortable with it. The second sword, I usually don't use."

"Why?" Ren Feng asked, arms crossed.

"Because this was a sword my master gave me before he died."