Mitsui Ryobee sat in the inner hall for a long time. Perhaps because of his old age, he didn't want to move.⊥When he lived in the backyard, his life was as dull as water, and he didn't want to interfere in tribal affairs.

As he got old, he was tired of fighting and killing, and wanted to live some quiet days. But unexpectedly, he had a day left, which made him feel very moved and angry at the same time.

His muddy eyes looked at the void in front of him without any attention, and he thought of some old guys, those old guys of the same era as him, I wonder how many are there?

Maybe he's almost dead, and there are basically no one who can live like him until now.

At least, as he knew, the old stubborn cow in the Bacton family must have died. There is also the Kawashima family, who likes to compete with him for women, and he has returned to the west and went to see Aunt Amaterasu.

Speaking of which, this old guy died early, so he was destined to take advantage of him. When he was young, Lao Kawashima could not compete for women, and now he still had to accompany his great-granddaughter. If he died, he would lose.

Right, this is him, Mitsui Ryoguchi, who stands proudly for the rest of his life.

He is better than others in all aspects, even if his life span is the same. Who can compare with him?

Hero is old and he always doesn't want to call himself a hero, because he grows fast and dies fast, so how could he be a hero after living for so long?

A faint mockery flashed across his mouth, and he closed his eyes again.

"Is the guy who married the Kawashima family called...Shunyi?" he said softly.

"Go back to our ancestors, it's Mitsui Toshiyoshi!" One of them stood up and replied respectfully.

"How is that? That child?" asked Ryoguchi Mitsui.

The man hesitated a little, but for a while, "not as good as the women of the Kawashima family."

"Oh? Hehe," Mitsui Ryobee seemed a little surprised, and a little surprised, "The men in the Mitsui family are not as good as those in the Kawashima family. Hey, this Mitsui Toshiki guy is a little too idiot. You need to work hard to educate your descendants!"

"Yes!" the man replied in a low voice.

Mitsui Ryobuki was unheard of. He said happily, "But no matter how strong the women of the Kawashima family are, aren't they going to marry our Mitsui family's men? Or marry a fool, hehe. What else is more wonderful than this?"

He smiled softly, as if he was very happy.

But whether he is happy or angry, he must keep his mental calm, otherwise the aging organs in his body will not be able to bear the burden and stop running, and then he will be burping.

Everyone in the inner hall was so scared that when he laughed, they didn't say anything, naturally because they were afraid that the moody and moody previous leader of the family was punished.

Mitsui Ryoguchie just smiled and shut his mouth bored.

It was indeed boring. The family members who sat in the inner hall witnessed his rise and glory. No one could speak with confidence in front of him except fear and timidity.

Thinking of this, Ayako Mitsui's face appeared in his mind.

The unreasonable irritability made his breath fluctuate. After a long silence, he said, "Go down, find out the enemy of the Mitsui family, punish the murderer who hurt Aiko, and then help Shiroshi manage the family business with all his might. Before deciding the heir, temporarily stop the secret internal fighting."

He said in a deep voice, "I have heard the inspiration of Amaterasu, and there are not many days left."

"Old ancestor!" Everyone in the inner hall knelt in horror and shouted.

"The Mitsui family will face great danger. This time, everyone must unite and work together to survive, otherwise..." Mitsui Ryobuiwei sighed, "What's the terrible thing about death? The glory dust is something I don't want to see. You must take care of yourself."

After saying this, he stood up with the help of two beautiful women and walked slowly out the door. Everyone in the inner hall did not move, and they all crawled and knelt on the ground, only the sound of footsteps was getting farther and farther away.

Mitsui Ryobee refused to return to the backyard and turned to Mitsui Ayako's room in the side yard.

This is the ancestral house of the Mitsui family. Those who can have rooms here, except for the elderly and direct heroes, only have favored children and grandchildren.

Ayako Mitsui is undoubtedly favored. She even has an independent courtyard. In the courtyard, in addition to the maids she serves on weekdays, there are doctors and experts who come in and out.

These people are elites trained by the family. They either have in-laws with the Mitsui family or are bribed by money to control their families. The Mitsui family is very relieved to them.

Mitsui Ryobui's arrival added a little more depression in the courtyard. He didn't like this atmosphere, so he drove everyone away, including the maids around him.

He entered the room with a crutch, and there were various instruments beside the white bed. Mitsui Ayako looked at the same pale ceiling with empty eyes, as if she had no idea about the arrival of Mitsui Ryobui, until he walked in and stretched out his old and haggard hands.

Mitsui Ryobui's face remained unchanged. He didn't say anything when he came to the bed, but reached out and touched the beauty in the bed. A touch of softness and tenderness bloomed quietly in the palm of his hand. He felt that he would be pinched as soon as he tried, so he used force and used a lot of force.

Mitsui Aiko's pale face gradually turned red, and there was a hint of shame, anger, a hint of pain, and a little deep pleasure in her eyes.

Mitsui Ryobui was unaware of anything, and his withered hands were still kneading them wantonly. He even began to feel dissatisfied. He changed his position and touched another piece of fullness and left traces freely. After slowly sliding down, sliding down, spinning in his navel, and then...

"Enough!" Mitsui Ayako's face turned delicate and erotic, but her eyes were full of anger. However, the sound she made from anger was no longer beautiful, as dry and ugly as a machine.

Mitsui Ryobui silently withdrew his hand and gently wiped it on the white bedding, as if he wanted to clean up some trace of liquid.

"What should I call you?" Mitsui Ayako said miserably, "Grandpa, uncle, father, or husband? In your eyes, I am just a worthless toy, right?"

"Yes, I'm injured now, but I don't regret it, I don't regret leaving you!"

"What are you doing when you appear in front of me? I don't want to shake your tail and beg for mercy, and I don't want to give you a chance to pity me! I don't want to see your ugly appearance, get out of here, get out of here!"

"Cough cough cough!" She said so many words in one breath, which caused a huge burden on her vocal cords. She instantly started to cough. She couldn't stop the cough. Not only did she say that tears came out, there was a touch of redness on her neck and the wound was cracked.

"You are still so naughty!" Mitsui Ryobuye said lightly, his turbid eyes looking at her coldly, and remained indifferent to her miserable situation.

"Like your mother, my sister," he stretched out his haggard hand again, slowly touching her face, stained with tears. "It's so similar, so much like it."

"Don't worry, you are a gift from God. I will not let anyone hurt you." He whispered, "Those who hurt you will pay the price of their lives."

"He must die!"
Chapter completed!