86 Drunk!?

Musashi Hirata was confused as to why the unknown master in front of him particularly interested in his ancestor, Musashi Miyamoto.

Since the unknown master visited the darkroom, he had been asking him about his ancestor. Things were getting weirder as it seemed the unknown master had a close relationship with his ancestors.

He could tell that by the way of this unknown master addressed his ancestor.

Dnd this was certainly puzzled Musashi Hirata as the unknown master's appearance was in his early twenties while his ancestor was dead thousands of years ago.

"Can you let me see your ancestor's heritage?" Heero made an unexpected request.

Musashi Hirata did not immediately give his response or refusal. It was him who told this unknown about his ancestor's heritage, the secret technique learned by generations after generations of Musashi Clan.

However, it was a secret of Musashi Clan and no outsider knew about that. Even him, the son of the head of the Musashi Clan never saw the real thing, but only the copy.

But there was no way he could share his clan secret to his target. Even though he hated his clan, it was still his clan. When the unknown master asked this out, then he realized why did this unknown master interested in his clan.

'He wants to learn the Musashi Clan's secret technique…'

This was the only plausible explanation he could think why did this unknown master interested in his ancestors.

"I don't have the real thing, but I have the copy in my dwelling. I can get it for you if you release me,"

After a moment of silence, Musashi Hirata gave his reply. This was the reason why did he cooperate with this unknown master. Answering everything this unknown master asked him, it was for his survival.

He was an assassin who wanted to kill this unknown master. So to not get killed by his target, he cooperated. When he could get away, he would once again properly assassinate this unknown master.

Even though he knew the chance of killing this unknown was less than fifty, he was still quite confident in his technique. He had killed people who were stronger than him, so he did not falter in front of the strong target.

However, things did not go as he expected. The unknown master held his chin and gave him an unexpected statement, "I don't want to steal or learn your clan's secret technique. There's something that I need to confirm, Miyamoto's heritage is the key…"

Heero stopped as he found the assassin did not believe him. He let out a sigh and continued, "I have mastered all of your ancestor's sword technique. I don't need your shallow technique,"

Musashi Hirata however only responded with a disbelieving look. It was clear that he did not believe what Heero told him.

'Nah, it's useless trying to convince the assassin by talk. Showing the real deal might work, but I need at least two days to fully recover my Ki. Moreover, I have to handle many things…'

The Xing District was at a growing phase. While his district became a hot topic on the Star Web, he had to use this chance to rebuild the district so people would come back to visit the Xing District again.

"Two days, in two days, I will show you Miyamoto's real technique to you."

With that said, Heero walked by passing Musashi Hirata who was still lying down on the floor, he approached the six sleeping men. Then, he took out a small size tube containing red liquid.

He forced the first man's mouth to open with his hand and chugged the red liquid into this man's mouth in one go. Despite being forced to drink the liquid, the man perfectly fine, it did not choke him.

Heero did the same to the next five men. He chugged the red liquid inside the tube to the offender one by one. Musashi Hirata did not know what the red liquid was, but he was sure that red liquid was not a good thing.

However, with his hands and feet tied, he could only witness his clan's men were forced to drink the suspicious red liquid by the unknown master. Moreover, he also did not have the energy to even move, let alone helping his clan's men.

After that, he saw the unknown left the room. Fortunately, the unknown master did nothing to him. He was not forced to drink the suspicious red liquid which made him getting suspicious.

Musashi Hirata looked at the six men in front of him. He wanted to know the effect of the red liquid, but nothing happened to these six men.

They did not whimper in pain or even die. It gave a clue to him the red liquid was not a poison. These six men were perfectly fine, their breaths were stable, and he even heard a snore from one of them.

These six men were sleeping soundly. This made Hirata wondering what the red liquid was.

"Was that a sleeping drug or the like?" Musashi Hirata muttered, but he immediately shook his head, "I don't have time to think about that, I have to find a way to get out of this place."

*** ***

Outside, Heero found the group who went with Sun Zhou Yi to the core region had come back. He found that his disciple seemed to be looking for something. Soon he found that his disciple was looking for him.

As soon as Sun Zhou Yi spotted him, his disciple dashed toward him. He immediately moved his hand forward to stop his disciple continued his action to hug him, or it might cause a misunderstanding to a certain someone.

He knew his disciple wanted to hug him and congratulate him on his marriage. He was happy about that, but a certain someone might not happy.

Heero glanced at a certain direction and sure enough, a girl in a green dress puckered his brow and had a death stare as she looked at his direction. Xiao Xi was watching over her boyfriend from distance.

"I don't want a hug from a man, just a normal congratulation will do," Heero added to his confused disciple.

Sun Zhou Yi had a surprised look when he heard his Master's words, "Master, how did you know that I wanted to hug you? Is that a special technique as well? Clairvoyance maybe?"

Sun Zhou Yi's eyes shone brightly as he jumped into an absurd conclusion. He did not realize it was his habit, hugging his master each time something good happened. He was oblivious to his action which was incurring jealousy from his girlfriend.

"AH, today is your happy moment. Let's not talk about that, let's party ALL DAY!"

Without waiting for Heero's answer, he added enthusiastically. Sun Zhou Yi's enthusiasm answered by the others as cheers rang and filled the district.

With cheers, the party started. Even though it was a big celebration, the party was quite simple. They only had a barbecue with premium meat from Butcher Wang's shop, the enthusiasm elderly's home cook, and the noodles of Miao Miao Noodle Shop.

Starting from the sun on the top until the moon appeared, the party continued. As it was in late November, it was a bit cold. Heero set a bonfire inside the pit. Yes, Heero did repair the pit from the thunder dragon accident as it would be the main attraction of the Xing District.

Heero set the bonfire inside the pit and only the Xing District that set a fire in the middle of the road.

*** ***

Meanwhile, inside the darkroom, Musashi Miyamoto was still staring at the entrance. He had been looking at the door since Heero left in the afternoon. Only after he was sure Heero would not come back, he began wriggling his way toward the six unconscious men.

He did not know why, but he felt he had no energy in his body. Despite having lied down on the floor for hours, it did not change his condition.

Clenched his teeth, he muttered indignantly, "I will make sure that man pay for what he has done to me…"

Wriggling like a worm was the same as a humiliation to him. As a big clan's scion, of course, he could not accept such treatment. It took him a few minutes before he could reach the six sleeping men.

Using his feet, he kicked and called Muranaka Kenta, "Kenta! Kenta! Kenta…"

He kept calling his father's underling name several times, but Muranaka Kenta did not have any slightest response. He kicked harder and Muranaka Kenta's body swayed to the other side.

Frowning, Musashi Kirata kicked Kenta on the chest harder. This time, the trick was working as Muranaka Kenta coughed. Slowly, Muranaka Kenta opened his eyes.

He blankly stared at Musashi Hirata, but there was no further response. Musashi Hirata frowned as he felt something was wrong with his father's underling.

"Kenta! Hah… hah... Kenta! hah... Oy, it's me! Kenta..." he called, but what he got was only a blank stare. Currently, he was out of breath, a few kicks took him a lot of effort, but he could not achieve what he wanted.

"Oh, it's Young Master Hirata~"

As he thought Muranaka Kenta was hopeless, he heard a familiar voice. Muranaka Kenta finally gave an appropriate response. However, he felt something amiss with the way of Kenta spoke.

"What are you doing here, Young Master Hirata? Do you also want to taste something new as well? This place had various kinds of women~ I recommend you Maria~. She is one of the best here~ try her Young Master~ you will not regret~"

"Urgh?" Musashi Hirata dumbfounded. Then he realized that the way of Muranaka Kenta was as if someone who drank.

"Oh? Does young Master Hirata also want my recommendation for drinks? I recommend you Red Mountain and Purple Float~ Those two drinks will make you fly, Young Master~ just like me~ Hehehehe… Flllyyyyy~ Hehehehe..."

Making sure he was in a dark room, but not in a club. Musashi Hirata scanned the surroundings and found he was truly locked in a dark room.

"He is hopeless…" Musashi Hirata muttered in a low voice and wriggled his way toward another man.

After waking up all the six men, Musashi Hirata regretted his decision. The other five were the same state as Muranaka Kenta, they were drunk.

No matter what he did, kicks, scolding and spitting at them. His father's underlings still the same and the room filled with their ridiculous and absurd twitter. Then he realized the red liquid was not a poison but had this kind of effect.

In the end, he could only helplessly lie down on the floor and watched a comical show presented by his father's underlings.

*** ***

The next morning, there was a group of men visited the Xing District. This group straight came to Miao Miao Noodles Shop.

Claiming to be officers from the Central Government, a man presented a paper to Han Ying and Hong Yu, "From today onward, this district belongs to Ming Group. By tonight at the latest, you have to move away from this district or we will force you to leave!"