"Rest assured, Lord Dragon Master, I will definitely find a way to cure Long Xiao and allow him to reach the level of a Martial Marquis after next year…"
Master Dingchan said with a confident look on his face.
Long Jingguo nodded happily, then turned to Long Xingxu beside him and said, "Xingxu, go get some Dragon Spring Water and give it to Master Ding Chan..."
"Master, there's probably only one cup of Dragon Spring Water left..."
Long Xingxu whispered.
"What? How is it so little?"
Long Jingguo's face immediately turned cold when he heard this.
"Master, after the young master took away the Dragon Spring water last time, there have been very few drops of water coming out of the Dragon Spring. Sometimes it takes several days to get even a single drop..."
Long Xingxu explained.
Long Jingguo listened, saying nothing but his face turned grim.
This dragon spring is a sacred well within Longjia Estate. The ancestor of the Long family settled here because there was this well, with clear spring water flowing out from a finely carved dragon's head!
Later, it was named Longquan, and this Longquan water could nourish the body and enhance strength. This also allowed the Long family to establish a firm foothold in Kyoto in a short period of time, and become one of the top families.
But as time went on, the water flowing out of Longquan Spring became less and less, to the point that now it drips only once every few days.
At this moment, Long Jingguo remembered the legend that had always been passed down in the Long family. The legend said that the day the Dragon Spring completely dried up was the day the Long family would be destroyed!
Now that the Dragon Spring water is dwindling, it makes Long Jingguo feel rather uneasy.
Although it's just a legend, Long Jingguo still has some faith in it.
"Master Dragon, even without the Dragon Spring Water, I can heal Long Xiao. Please rest assured..."

He had no idea that what Long Jingguo was worried about wasn't just Long Xiao's body, but the very survival of the entire Long family...
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Kyoto, Hōfuku-gaku!
Changcun Zhengxiong sat angrily in the chair.
Above him sat Mr. Shi.
Mr. Shi, I protest! I strongly protest! Our island nation's samurai have been subjected to such inhumane brutality. Chen Ping is a beast!

Longcun Zhengxiong pounded the table and roared.
Mr. Shi smiled and was not angry despite Longcun Zhengxiong's loud protest.
"Ambassador Changcun, since you say these people are warriors from your island nation, I hope you can show me their entry permits…………"
“Although our Great Xia is hospitable, we are certainly not welcoming to just anyone. It’s not as simple as just being able to come in…”
"If the Changcun ambassador cannot provide entry permits for these people, I will consider these island nation warriors to be spies who have secretly infiltrated our country..."
"In that case, I'd need Ambassador Changcun to explain things to me..."
Mr. Shi's words left Changcun Zhengxiong speechless.
After looking at the photos on the forum, he stormed over to protest, having long forgotten that these islanders were illegal immigrants.
“Mr. Shi, these people are unrecognizable. Are they samurai from my country? I’m not sure at the moment. I’ll investigate and explain to you when I return…”
Osamu Nagamura wore a sheepish grin, his earlier arrogance long gone.
If I were really labeled a spy, things would get serious.
Then I'll be waiting for the Ambassador of Changcun to explain…
Mr. Shi still had a smile on his face.
Longcun Zhengxiong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and then slunk away.
This guy, he's shooting himself in the foot.
Seeing Chang Cunzhengxiong walk away dejectedly, Zhao Wuji laughed.
However, Mr. Shi's face was no longer smiling at this time.
"Zhaowuj, this Chen Ping's method is a bit cruel. He actually publicized it. The impact is too bad. The tallest tree in the forest will be struck by the wind. You should advise him..."
Mr. Shi said coldly.
"I obey your orders…"
Seeing Mr. Shi's displeasure, Zhao Wuji immediately trembled with fear!

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