Gao Shan was not a fool. If only Matsumoto was angry, there might still be room for resolution, but if he got involved too, things wouldn't be so easy to discuss.
"Our dear nephew must be joking with us, after all, we…"
"You watched me grow up, right?"
Gao Shan originally intended to be a peacemaker, but this time Dongchuan Ichiro didn't give him the chance.
Hearing Dongchuan Ichiro's words and seeing the serious look on his face, Gao Shan decided not to pretend anymore; the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a cold expression.
"I know what you're thinking, and you know what I'm thinking. We're all foxes in the mountains; no need to tell ghost stories here."
Seeing that Dongchuan Ichiro had revealed some of his thoughts, Matsumoto and Gao Shan stopped pretending as well.
"Actually, my idea is very simple this time. We're going to take back what originally belonged to the Dongchuan Clan, and we'll also take what doesn't belong to us."
