In the mountains outside Tokyo, heavy rain hits the roof of a shrine. The rain falling on the eaves creates a beautiful parabola. The century-old cherry blossom trees in the garden are covered with sad cherry snow.
Men in black, with short swords sheathed in white on their waists, passed under the burnt torii gate. Their steps were uniform and they walked through the stone steps sprinkled with cherry blossoms.
They stopped under the vermilion stone wall in front of the main hall, bowed deeply three times, and then dispersed into two groups.
The next people who stepped into the shrine were seven people holding paper umbrellas. They were all wearing formal kimonos, but their expressions were anxious and doubtful, making them appear to be in a hurry.
But even so, the seven people holding paper umbrellas stopped in front of the vermilion stone wall and bowed deeply in front of the stone wall like the previous men.
Masamune Tachibana looked at the vermilion stone wall and held three burning incense sticks in his hands. The smoke from the burning incense rose up layer by layer, and finally dispersed in the rain and mist outside the umbrella.
"Troublesome days." Then he gently inserted the incense stick in his hand in front of the stone wall.
"Master, you are calling us here so urgently because something important happened." Sakurai Nanami looked at Tachibana Masamune and asked her question.
The heads of other families also turned their attention here at this time. This question was also what they wanted to ask, why did the master Nagatachibana Masamune call them here so eagerly.
Masamune Tachibana looked at the misty rain and fog outside the umbrella, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad in his old eyes, "The old emperor has returned from history, and where will the future of the eight Sheqi families go?"
He answered each family head, but this vague answer made these family heads even more confused as to what the old emperor meant!
Just when Sakurai Nanami wanted to continue asking, Masamune Tachibana walked forward holding a paper umbrella and walked into the main hall. Seeing this, other family heads did not stop and entered the main hall one after another.
After them, a large number of people poured into the shrine, but without exception, they would stop in front of the stone wall, bow deeply, and then place their umbrellas in front of the main shrine.
The densely packed black umbrellas looked like a flock of crows falling on the ground, looking even more desolate in the cold rain.
Hundreds of men and women in black were kneeling in their seats, looking respectfully at the kneeling head of the eight Sheqi families - Tachibana Masamune - sitting directly in front of him.
The secretary in black handed the list of everyone present to Tachibana Masamune, "...there are fifty-eight people who are outside and cannot come back now due to time constraints. There are now a total of three hundred and eighty-nine people present. "
"Mr. Masamune, please take a look."
Tachibana Masamune knelt down and sat at the highest position in the center. His eyes swept over everyone present, and then looked at the only empty seat belonging to the heads of the eight families.
"Crow, Yasha, inform the child to come over. Today's matter is very important." Masamune Tachibana did not ask where the child was. He knew the character of the child, and he did not like such a grand family meeting.
So at this moment, he should be doing what he likes alone in a small room, but today's matter is very important and very urgent, so all the heads of the eight families must be present.
Crow and Yaksha, who were kneeling in the back row, hurriedly stepped forward. Since the parents did not ask the reason, they replied directly, "Yaksha and I will go and inform the young master right now."
After Crow and Yasha left, Tachibana Masamune looked at the people kneeling in the audience, "I know everyone is confused as to why I would suddenly convene such a grand family meeting, and the time requirement is so urgent."
"But please don't worry, this is not a bad thing. I will explain it to you in detail when I come back."
Although everyone wanted to know, after hearing what the parents said, they could only suppress their thirst for knowledge and answered together, "Yes."
Large raindrops smashed against the glass. Looking down from the mountain where the shrine is located, the high-rise buildings in Tokyo looked hazy like a mirage in the rain curtain.
Yuan Zhisheng, on the other hand, was sitting in front of the window of the enshrinement hall behind the main hall, quietly watching the misty drizzle.
Crow stumbled in and came close to Yuan Zhisheng, "Young Master, all the heads of family and the heads of each family have arrived and are waiting for you to come. If you don't go, they might spread some rumors again."
Yuan Zhisheng's eyes did not leave the window. After hearing Crow's words, he just nodded slightly, "I know you, I will go later."
He doesn't like this kind of meeting, just like he doesn't like his current life, even as one of the eight supreme family heads, the future underworld overlord, or more such titles.
But Yuan Zhisheng didn't like it. Sometimes when he was performing tasks, he would feel a little disgusted in his heart. He hated the knife and hated himself for fighting for responsibility.
In the main hall, even though Tachibana Masamune said that he would wait for Minamoto Chisei, the door outside the main hall was suddenly opened at this moment. Everyone thought it was Minamoto Chisheng who had arrived, but the figure of the person standing outside the door was so unfamiliar.
It looked like he was not holding an umbrella, because his whole body was wet, and his wet clothes clung to his body, showing off his powerful muscle lines.
"Sorry, I'm late." Uesugi Yue stood at the door, his bright golden eyes scanning the people inside the door wantonly.
