Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Lu Mingfei pushed the silver dining cart parked at the door into the suite, and had breakfast on the coffee table with Eri, who had just woken up with messy hair but a rosy, plump face and smooth, fair skin.

The slightly dry and hard to swallow Qianzhang Youtiao and the oil tea sprinkled with chopped green onions and coriander are a perfect match. Take a bite and dip it in the oil tea, and the sponge-like dough sticks will immediately absorb the soup. Su Xiaoqiang used to love eating this way and often brought these two snacks for Lu Mingfei for breakfast. The second-rate English teacher Jack.chen was very optimistic about them and specially allowed them to eat Qianzhang Youtiao with oil tea during morning reading.

Eri was only wearing a white button-up bra with a long taffeta autumn shirt on the outside. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, not caring about her image, sniffing the oil tea soup along the edge of the bowl. Her slender and taut legs were exposed from under her shirt. Her two small feet, like white jade sculptures, moved their big toes restlessly. Her ankles were slightly pink and tied with a braided red rope.

Lu Mingfei sat on the floor. The old elm wood floor beneath his butt was as bright as a mirror. There were beveled wood patterns on it. Each wood strip was engraved with laser technology to indicate where it came from, what year it was cut, and how old it was when it was cut down. Some were still young trees, while others were decades old pillars of the country. The marks of time were deposited on the shattered bodies. The shadows of the window panes were printed everywhere on the wooden floor, the coffee table, and their bodies. The sunlight in the gaps between the shadows was also mottled. The spider plants outside the window swayed in the wind, letting in sparse light.

Today's morning news is being broadcast on TV. The situation between North Korea and South Korea is tense and the six-party talks are progressing slowly. Someone in a foreign country is advancing the Biosphere 2 experimental base. Someone predicted that controlled nuclear fusion technology will become a reality in a few years. Someone announced that they will land on Mars. Then, the urban reconstruction of Tokyo, Japan has been contracted to an Indian infrastructure company...

This world is so crazy. Some people are still making aprons with banana leaves, while others are already prepared to walk towards the vast stars.

But it's beautiful.

Lu Mingfei held the bowl of oil tea and waited for news from Su Xiaoqiang. The mottled sunlight flickered on his lowered face due to the coming and going of the clouds. Eri squinted at him, her long eyelashes drooping like dense satin.

The shadow of the window pane falling on the man reminded him of the bamboo forest on moonlit nights, when someone was roasting sweet potatoes over a bonfire in the bamboo forest.

"Is brother okay?" Eri suddenly asked.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and said, "It's OK. I heard that he is dating Miss Ying, but getting married and having children will probably be a matter of many years."

In fact, Yuan Zhisheng inherited the determination of his father, Master Yue, and was determined to end the cursed bloodline in his body in his generation, so it is possible that they will not have children at all. Marriage is very likely.

"When will he go to France?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned. After a moment, he reacted and turned his head to look out the window in a daze.

It turned out that Gen Chisei's dream was so far away when he told them about it, so far away that it seemed like a past life. The guy who compared himself to the Pinta Island tortoise can finally unload the heavy burden on his shoulders now, after all, the Oni Clan has been disbanded and reorganized into a subordinate organization of the family, and Eri's other brother Gen Chisei has also left Japan. It is said that he is in Scotland, hiding his identity and selling some interesting handmade products with his girl, but every year the family's private plane will pick them up to the shrine for worship.

"Yuan Zhisheng will not go to France." Lu Mingfei said.

"Why, isn't that his dream?" Eri tilted her head, the faint sunlight falling into her eyes, revealing some inexplicable confusion.

Yuan Zhisheng had been planning for many years to escape from Japan and go to a French nude beach to sell sunscreen. Even though he was ultimately unable to carry it out, he had thought about what to do after he left.

According to the original plan, after the war with the demons was over, the gods should have been killed, and Gen Chisheng would unload the burden of being the head of the Snake Eight Clan, allowing Tachibana Masamune to return to the core of power. He would leave Tokyo and go to France, where no one knew him. There were monasteries, devout nuns, and nude beaches where no one wore swimsuits. He would sell sunscreen there, and when he tried it on naked girls, he might even feel the grace of French girls. Of course, Sakura would be brought along. Without this girl, Gen Chisheng couldn't even make a bowl of ramen properly, not to mention that there must be a girl who is willing to prepare meals at home and wait for you to come back, jump on you when you open the door and say things like "I'm so glad you're back", and then rub her head against your palm like a cat, asking you to kiss her.

As for Crow and Yasha, Gen Chisei had already made arrangements. He had bought real estate and shops around Tokyo a long time ago, and those two uneducated guys could survive in this city by collecting rent. It was a pity that Crow died, and Gen Chisei was very sad about it. Many times he killed people without his own will, and Herzog's hypnosis on him was pervasive.

"Sometimes reality is very cruel. It has no shape but can lock people up tightly. Dreams are the little comfort people get in the long loneliness of being imprisoned." Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "The Sheqi Eight Clan is like a country. Now the people of this country are suffering. Yuan Zhisheng has always been a partner of justice. He has no way of abandoning his people."

When a person's ideals and beliefs conflict, it is often the former that is abandoned.

Eri nodded, not quite understanding, with a confused look on her face.

Lu Mingfei knew that she might not understand what he meant, but he didn't intend to explain. This world is so huge and cruel, you have to understand it yourself, and then you have the power to resist it.

Besides, there are some things that Lu Mingfei didn't tell Eri. In the disaster that Dr. Herzog brought to Tokyo, Yuan Zhisheng obviously realized that if a huge organization like the Snake Eight Families did not have a leader who could match this powerful, it would be destined to become a tool for ambitious people to usurp power. One Herzog died, and there would be more Herzogs licking their claws in the shadow of the family. Although Uesugi Yue has returned to the family, according to his physical examination report, almost all of his organs are close to failure. It is hard to say how many days the old guy can live after leaving his ramen stall. With Yuan Zhisheng's personality, there is no way to leave such a mess behind and escape.

"My brother is very good to me. When everyone treats me as a weapon, he is the only one who is willing to treat me as a child, play games with me, and bring me snacks." Eri said while chewing a steamed bun. "Although I may never have a place in his escape plan, I still hope that he can realize his dream."

Lu Mingfei's heart moved. It seemed that the heads of the Sheqi Eight Clan had softened their hearts. They did not want to deprive Eri of her humanity. She was still kind and would feel sorry for others' unwillingness and sadness for others' sorrow. This was good. This way, their group would not look like monsters traveling together to the abyss.

He hooked his finger at Eri, and the girl blinked in confusion, but still leaned forward obediently and put her face close to him. Her eyes were wide open with a faint light flickering in her pupils, like a puppy who could only tilt its head to be curious about the butterflies on the roadside.

Lu Mingfei sighed and stretched out a finger to wipe the oil stains from the corners of the girl's mouth. Eri burped and then giggled.

"Still laughing." Lu Mingfei glared at her, "Why don't you change your clothes and get ready to go downstairs."

A moment ago, the mobile phone placed on the table with the screen facing up lit up. Su Xiaoqiang sent a message to Lu Mingfei, saying that she was ready.

——The alley in the middle section of Changjiang Road is crowded with people and cars. Most of the people living here are office workers working in nearby office buildings. Breakfast shops are lined up on both sides of the alley, and the awnings extend to almost cover half of the road. The men who go in and out of the breakfast shops carrying steamed dumplings or packaged hot soup noodles are wearing polished leather shoes, and the girls are graceful and slender in high-heeled boots. Each one is bright and beautiful, and each one is in high spirits.

Eri leaned close to the passenger window and stared out with wide eyes. Occasionally, when she passed by shops with bright and unique signs, she would twist her neck to look, just like when she was in a taxi in Tokyo many years ago when Lu Mingfei took her to the dinner party that was interrupted by his uncle's family.

The only difference was that the expression on her face that time was like that of a five or six-year-old child traveling with her parents to see the world for the first time, but this time there was light in her eyes.

Hundreds, perhaps thousands of people passed by this luxury car worth 900 million yuan. Few people working nearby were unfamiliar with the Rolls-Royce Phantom, so people and cars all avoided it. As a result, Lu Mingfei was able to move freely in the crowded morning market.

Only those buses that started wobbly, with drivers holding a bean paste bun in their mouths, looked down at the oncoming Rolls-Royce, wishing they could jump up and honk its horn.

Lu Mingfei knew very well that the early morning buses were packed with young people who were in a hurry to work or young office workers, so he obediently stepped aside to give them a way out.

"There are so many people here, it's so lively." Eiry turned her head and whispered to Lu Mingfei.

"When I was very young, there weren't so many people here." Lu Mingfei operated the steering wheel with one hand, frowning, carefully avoiding collisions between the headlights and pedestrians. "In the 1990s, there were no tall buildings here, and the limited number of commercial centers were deserted after dark. At that time, I was still with my parents, and they would sometimes take me out for supper at night. The two tallest buildings in the city at that time were the Telecom Building and the Post and Telecommunications Building. They were like two dark boulders standing in the night."

"What year was it in the nineties?"

"That was more than ten years ago. Eri was still a little girl at that time. Do you have any memories of your childhood?"

"When I was a child, I lived in a shrine in the mountains. I didn't have clothes that fit me. All the shrine maiden costumes were several sizes too big. Sometimes I would step on the hem of my skirt when I wore them, and every time I fell, I would get bruised all over." Eri said, "The priest didn't allow me to go out, so I had no friends. But there were very fat raccoon cats in the mountains. In autumn, they would bring wild fruits to me to play with. Later, my bloodline awakened and destroyed half of the shrine, so they took me to the city."

Unlike what many people imagine, Eri as a child did not show extraordinary talent and a strong physique like most mixed-race people.

She was very fragile. The loss of calcium made her easily fractured. Every time she fell she was seriously injured. However, the dragon's blood allowed her to recover quickly, which was why Herzog did not abandon her.

Lu Mingfei was silent for a moment, then reached out and touched Eri's head.

At this time, the gray-white buildings on both sides of the alley have gradually become denser, and between the gaps between the buildings, you can see black steel buildings rising into the air in the distance, like giant iron snakes raising their necks from the ground.

After driving a short distance inside, the morning market was opened up. The flow of people suddenly began to thin out, and the awning that extended to the center of the road also disappeared.

The apartments here are no longer open-plan. Behind the white marble walls shaded by trees are modern unit doors with facial recognition. Outside each unit door there is a small pavilion where young security guards stand upright, their skin a glowing bronze in the sun.

The houses here are obviously very valuable. Even the commercial apartments are probably as expensive as the commercial houses in the city center. But to Su Xiaoqiang, it seems that he just bought one to use as a temporary residence to avoid any inexplicable relatives coming to the door and tearing a piece of meat from their family.

After Comrade Lao Su fell ill, Su Xiaoqiang's family became the fat meat in everyone's eyes. Everyone wanted to get a piece of the pie. However, Su Xiaoqiang was still too young to control the situation, so he had to stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei has never been involved in business struggles, but not having done this doesn't mean he can't help Su Xiaoqiang.

Although the presence of the potato chip girl in Lu Mingze's team is not high, she is a veritable black gold swan of Wall Street.

In Japan, Su Enxi was able to use financing to acquire the poorly managed industries of the Sheqi Eight Families when they were in decline, and then sell them back to the Sheqi Eight Families at high prices after these industries were revived.

In Moscow, under the instructions of Su Enxi, the Romanov family broke into the Russian business circle like a tyrant, plundering the wealth of this vast empire, and accumulated more than 500 billion US dollars in wealth in just ten years.

She does not have the power to assassinate kings, kill demons, or slay dragons, but she can mobilize tens of billions of dollars in cash flow at any time to make a small European country declare bankruptcy overnight.

To be honest, asking Su Enxi to deal with Su Xiaoqiang's troublesome opponents was really an overkill, but Lu Mingfei couldn't find other less powerful reinforcements...

After turning a corner, they saw the little fairy waiting on the roadside. Lu Mingfei frowned slightly.

A rather cocky guy with a red rose pinned on his chest was standing beside her with his head held high, whispering something with a smug look on his face, while Su Xiaoqiang's expression was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

Lu Mingfei didn't know that person.

But he actually looks a bit like Zhao Menghua.

(End of this chapter)