Tprm 1145

 "This is still a bit stronger." Hearing Zhang Zhandong's words, Chen Ge nodded and responded.


                "You can rest assured in this regard, I have a sense of proportion in my heart, I will definitely not make any mistakes." Zhang Zhandong also nodded along, he was after all the one who had built such a large business empire as the Far East Consortium. A little trouble would not be difficult for him at all.


                "With you around, I will definitely be at ease." Chen Ge continued to drink his tea.


                "Brother Chen Ge, how long are you going to stay in the Japanese country this time?" After talking about business, the serious expression on Zhang Zhandong's face instantly disappeared and turned into a smile.


                "I don't know, I'll leave once I've solved the immediate trouble." Chen Ge shook his head, he didn't know how long it would take, but in fact it was quick to say. In just a day's time, he would be able to make the Kanagawa and Kawauchi clans disappear completely from the Japanese country.


                But Chen Ge didn't want to just leave, after all, the Futaba family was indeed descended from the Hai Dong clan, so maybe Takuya could really find or remember something about Yulong Island, and even if he left the Japanese country, Chen Ge didn't know where to go to get information.


                But if Takuya couldn't think of it. Then it would be a waste of time to be here, even if it was for nothing.


                That was what Chen Ge had been thinking about after coming out of the secret room last night.


                "What kind of trouble?" Hearing Chen Ge's words, Zhang Zhandong's eyes instantly widened as he moved his chair forward a few times and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Chen Ge, no matter what you encounter, just tell me, I will definitely help you."


                "I know you will help me, but this matter, you can't help me." Chen Ge gave a bitter smile. Shaking his head, he said.


                "If you don't say it, how will you know that I can't help?" Zhang Zhandong still refused to give up.


                "Alright then, let me ask you, how much do you know about the Yamashita family?" Unable to resist him, Chen Ge opened his mouth anyway, only he did not ask about the Hai Dong Clan and the You Long Island, but chose to ask about the Yamashita Clan.


                As the Yamashita family was a family in the Japanese country, Zhang Zhandong must have heard of it after living here for so many years, and must have known that there were ninjas in this family.


                Relying on his knowledge of ninjas, Chen Ge then decided what to ask.


                "I know of this family, but I don't know much about them." Zhang Zhandong thought for a moment, then shook his head." As far as I know, this family has never contacted other families and consortia, and there are still some whispers in the Japanese country that there are ninjas within this family. This one sounds false."


                "Indeed." Hearing Zhang Zhandong say this, Chen Ge revealed a faint smile.


                "What's wrong, you have a conflict with this clan?" Back to his senses. Zhang Zhandong hurriedly asked.


                "No conflict, just suddenly wanted to ask, I'm quite curious about the Yamashita family as well." Chen Ge shook his head to deny it.


                "It's strange to say that. I've never met such an odd family in the Japanese country." Thinking of the Yamashita family, Zhang Zhandong couldn't help but spit out.


                "What about your thoughts on the Kanagawa family and the Kawauchi family?" Chen Ge continued to ask.


                "I know about the Kanagawa family, it's one of the big families in Japan, my Far East Foundation has always had business dealings with them, as for the Kawauchi family, not so much, I just heard that it's a killer family." Zhang Zhandong frowned and thought for a while before he answered Chen Ge.


                "Not that well known, how well known is it?" Compared to the Kanagawa family. Chen Ge felt that the Hanoi family was a bigger problem precisely because this family had quite a few killers inside, and once they were not pressed off in a short period of time. It would definitely bring trouble to himself.


                "Which aspect are you referring to?" Zhang Zhandong had been thinking.


                "All of them." Chen Ge said in a deep voice, "How about this, write down everything you know about these two clans when you go back and tell me."


                "And?" Zhang Zhandong nodded his head and responded.


                "That's all for now, if I need your help. I will tell you in advance." Chen Ge said.


                "Alright, then I will go back first and have my men investigate these two families. I will let you know in time if there is any news." Zhang Zhandong got up, and after saying these words, he left quickly towards the outside.


                As he watched him leave, Chen Ge yawned.


                Re-pouring a cup of hot tea, Chen Ge began to think about how to deal with the Kanagawa and Hanoi families.


                These two families, although he had personally gone to threaten both of them. But Chen Ge knew in his heart that a family of their stature was not afraid of threats, and would only be in place for ten days at most. Or even a few dozen days to be honest.


                After that time, they would strike at themselves again.


                Chen Ge didn't know how many times he had experienced this kind of thing.


                "Why are you sitting here?" Just as Chen Ge was thinking, Takuya pushed the door in and startled him when he saw a person sitting in the middle.


                "Just now Zhang Zhandong from the Far East Consortium came here, and I spoke with him for a while." Chen Ge got up and gave him a slight nod of greeting.


                "Is it gone?" Takuya hurriedly looked outside.


                "It should be out of the manor by now." Chen Ge shrugged his shoulders and said.


                "Then let's leave him be." Takuya closed the door to the parlour behind him and walked straight to the bookshelf, flicking the switch to reveal the secret room.


                "I went back last night after. Thinking about it, I realised I'd overlooked one thing." Takuya said as he made sure the door was locked. Entering the secret room as he did so.


                "What is it?" At that, Chen Ge immediately followed him in.


                "I've been looking for the records about the Phantom Dragon Island in my family yesterday, but I forgot. Back a few hundred years ago, the ancestors had completely preserved everything about the Hai Dong clan, and our current Futaba clan is actually considered a new clan."


                Takuya said as he flipped through the ancient books on it, tapping his head.


                He had stayed up almost all night last night, thinking about it all the time and trying to help on Chen Ge's help, and it wasn't until almost dawn that he thought about it, just as he was about to come over and check it out, that he couldn't help but fall asleep.


                After sleeping for two or three hours, he rushed over after opening his eyes.


                "So where did your ancestors, keep that all, was it in the secret room these books, or was it somewhere else?" Chen Ge couldn't help but ask.


                "I'm not really sure, my father died twenty years ago and only mentioned it to me before he passed away, but I didn't care enough to ask." Takuya sighed and said honestly.


                "It's okay, it doesn't matter if I can't find it, I'll just take my time to investigate again." The hope that Chen Ge had just raised had some disappointment again.


                "It seems to be this." Not a moment later, Takuya's somewhat excited voice could be heard.


                He pulled out a slip of paper from one of the books at the bottom of the shelf, but due to its age, the slip of paper had long since become fragile, as if it would shatter with a squeeze of the hand.