Dragon Race: Start with Summoning Eri Yi

Chapter 10

Chu Zihang did not shake hands with Yuan Zhisheng.

"Are you foreigners?"

He glanced at the black suits, and said lightly: "If it's a business matter, you can just call my 'dad' directly. He was not at home when he just left."

"No, we're not looking for your father, the person we're looking for is here," Yuan Zhisheng pointed to the door, "His name is Shangshan, he's my younger brother."

"Uesugi... wood?"

Chu Zihang subconsciously glanced at Xia Mu's room.

"Which room is my brother in?"

Yuan Zhisheng seemed to be careless, but in fact he had been paying attention to Chu Zihang.

"I don't know Shangshan, and there is no Shangshan in my family."

Chu Zihang said so, and he would not give in to Yuan Zhisheng.

He didn't want to let go of this clue easily, and Xia Mu did not say that he was called Shan Mu.

Yuan Zhisheng's expression didn't change when he heard this.

"Actually, according to our style of doing things, we won't stand here and talk nonsense with you, so..."

He pointed to the door: "Look."

Chu Zihang looked back and followed his fingers, only to hear a "click", and the door of Xia Mu's room was opened.

A man wearing an ordinary windbreaker came out: "Young master, it's Master Mu."

Chu Zihang's face was not good-looking: "You actually broke into my house without authorization!"

"Call the police!"

He turned to the nanny.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't care what he was doing, he just pushed him away, walked in on his own, and walked to Xia Mu's bedside.

Chu Zihang clenched his fists behind him, then loosened them, but in the end he still didn't make a move.

He has always played the perfect child in the family, never showing violent tendencies.

"Xiaomu, are you okay?"

Yuan Zhisheng sat beside Xia Mu's bed, stretched out his hand and squeezed his wrist, he didn't notice any phenomenon of dragon transformation, so he breathed a sigh of relief this time.

And Xia Mu was left with a blank face.

He knew Yuan Zhisheng, but he shouldn't know other people, such as Yuan Zhisheng's retainer, Crow, who just came in through the window.

But the moment he saw the crow, he knew that this person was a crow, as if he had known it for a long time.

A rift was torn open in the brand new memory in my mind...

"Go home with my brother."

Yuan Zhisheng touched his forehead, his tone was full of sternness as an elder brother.

But his movements were exceptionally gentle, he carefully wrapped Xia Mu with the quilt, as if he was going to hug him directly.

Xia Mu felt that he was a porcelain figure, who should be handled with care...

"Wait, wait a minute..."

He couldn't help but screamed.

Yuan Zhisheng's movements stopped suddenly, and he looked down at him with surprise and doubt in his eyes: "Xiaomu, you... have you spoken?"

Xia Mu was also a bit at a loss, because what he just blurted out to Yuan Zhisheng was Japanese, which he shouldn't have been able to understand.

There were a lot of things that were going wrong, and he really wanted to see Erika now, to confirm these things with her.

Yuan Zhisheng winked at the crow beside him.

Crow hurriedly took out a small notebook and pen, and handed them to Xia Mu.

Xia Mu pushed Yuan Zhisheng to embrace his hands, got the pen and notebook, a certain sense of familiarity welled up in his heart.

He began to write on the notebook, in Japanese: "Where are you taking me?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at it, and casually reached out to touch his head: "Of course I'm going home."

Xia Mu looked a little weird, this feeling of being treated like a child...

He thought for a while, and carefully wrote in the notebook: "Where is that girl from before? Where is she?"

There was a strange look in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes: "You mean the girl named Xia Liyi who hides under your kotatsu table without clothes?"

Chu Zihang leaned against the door and heard this sentence with too many elements, his face was extremely indifferent.

Because Yuan Zhisheng also spoke Japanese, he couldn't understand it, so he naturally didn't know that this kind of thing happened to his high-quality idol.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if you know him, it's a big deal to change to another fan.

"I'm leaving."

Xia Mu wrote a sentence in Chinese for Chu Zihang to read.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced strangely: "Xiao Mu, when did you know Chinese?"

"It will happen suddenly."

Xia Mu wrote.

Yuan Zhisheng was at a loss: "It seems that I haven't brought you the Chinese textbook..."

Xia Mu didn't bother to explain.

He just wants to see Erika right now.

"Are you going?"

Chu Zihang couldn't help but take a step closer, his eyes focused on his face: "Where should I find you in the future?"

Before Xia Mu finished writing, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly frowned and stood in front of him, saying to Chu Zihang: "On behalf of the family, I thank you for taking Xiaomu in. There will be 100 million yuan in your account later, but you can't Goodbye to him."

In his eyes, Xia Mu, as a very rare semi-evolved body polluted by dragon blood, is an extremely evil ghost, more dangerous than any natural ghost, and it is absolutely forbidden to have contact with other people outside.

"why?"

Chu Zihang remained calm.

Yuan Zhisheng's face was cold and hard: "This is a rule. If I didn't consider that you are also a mixed race, I wouldn't talk to you so much."

Chu Zihang's gaze shifted to Cun Yu by the door, and he slowly clenched his hands.

After so many years of persistence, how could he easily give up the clues about his father's disappearance.

Sensing his gaze, Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly.

At this time, Xia Mu's small book was brought under Chu Zihang's eyes: "Tokyo, Genji Heavy Industries."

When Chu Zihang saw it clearly, Yuan Zhisheng also saw it clearly, and suddenly the veins on his forehead twitched: "Xiaomu!"

"he is my friend."

Xia Mu wrote.

Yuan Zhisheng was startled: "Friend?"

Chu Zihang glanced at Xia Mu, walked away suddenly, and picked up the village rain handle.

"what are you doing?"

Yuan Zhisheng stood in front of Xia Mu in an instant, facing Chu Zihang.

But Chu Zihang just handed Cun Yu with the sheath to Xia Mu: "You brought this out, you keep it."

Yuan Zhisheng reached out to pick it up, but was blocked by Chu Zihang.

"This is for him, not for you." He said lightly.

Xia Mu took it and nodded to him.

"I'll look for you in the future." Chu Zihang said.

The veins on Yuan Zhisheng's forehead began to throb again.

For some reason, he had the illusion that his cabbage had been poached by a pig.

"let's go."

With a wave of Yuan Zhisheng's hand, he pulled Xia Mu's wrist and led him away from Chu Zihang's house.

Standing by the door, Chu Zihang watched Xia Mu being sent into the limousine, and watched the convoy drive away slowly as if he had received a boss.

No one saw the brilliance in his eyes, it was absolute persistence, or... stubbornness.

"Xiaomu, that knife... can you show me?"

Extended car, the seat is very spacious.

Xia Mu leaned against the car window, staring at the passing scenery outside the window in a daze.

The raw voice came to the ears.

He looked over, saw Yuan Zhisheng's slightly nervous expression, and handed Murasame in his hand to him.

Yuan Zhisheng relaxed, and took Cun Yu over.

Seeing his expression, Xia Mu couldn't help but smile.

Is this guy worried that he will draw a knife and come to a "judgment"?

(End of this chapter)