Chapter 587 - Hatred (2/2)

Xiao Luo smiled. He turned back to look at her and said, “Okay.”

“And remember to keep checking your phone. I will text you frequently. You have to respond quickly,” Su Li said in a tone that was a little demanding. She raised her head to look at him, and the expression on her face was a bit aloof.

Xiao Luo’s heart warmed. He smiled and nodded firmly. “I will!” he responded.

After he stepped out, Xiao Luo immediately called Zhang Dashan to notify him that he would be traveling. Xiao Luo told him that he would have to manage Luo Workshop and Jin Yitang for a while longer. Tang Ren and Xiao Ruyi did not have enough experience to manage the business yet, and they would learn the ropes much quicker under Zhang Dashan’s guidance.

Zhang Dashan simply could not understand this man. “Are you serious? Why are you suddenly going on vacation? I’m still waiting for you to play matchmaker for me,” he said.

“There this thing trending on the internet these days—let your feet go where your heart wants,” Xiao Luo riposted.

“What a load of bullsh*t! Right, where are you going?” Zhang Dashan asked.

“Ri Nation,” Xiao Luo responded.

“Look at you, man. You’re certainly going places! Mind if I ask why you’re going there? I suppose you’re aware that there’s something very ‘masculine’ about their culture?”

“Can you be a little more serious?” Xiao Luo’s face darkened.

Zhang Dashan responded, much more presentably this time. “Who said I wasn’t? Haven’t you heard? Do you know why there is a pillow-like cushion behind their women’s kimono? Let me tell you—it’s there by design so that their men can… you know, do it anytime they want! It provides support; you know what I’m saying? Why do you think they have last names which often end with words that mean “by the well,” or “foot of the mountain,” and “by the river”? Isn’t it obvious these were names to commemorate their deeds at those locations?”

Xiao Luo rolled his eyes. “Honestly, don’t be an idiot!” he said.

“Look at you. You still don’t believe me. Go search it up on the internet for yourself then and see if I’m telling the truth.”

Zhang Dashan laid on his thick north-eastern accent and said, “Hey, Old Xiao, Ri Nation is known for their films. If you happen to meet women like Hatano Yui, Ozawa Maria, Amami Tsubasa, Tachibana Risa, or Nishino Sho, don’t forget to get me their autographs. I’m their diehard fan, and they were the reason why my hormones were in a mess when I was in college.”

“What’s the deal with you? It seems to me that the only things Japanese you remember are these women’s names?” Xiao Luo said, speaking in a north-eastern accent as well.

“Don’t you know? I’m a veteran when it comes to this, and I have to live up to my reputation,” Zhang Dashan said proudly.

“Alright, I’ve heard enough. I’m hanging up.”

Xiao Luo cut the call without hesitation. This man was disgusting. If he let the conversation go on, his impression of Ri Nation would only worsen further.

But then again, his impression of Ri Nation was never great, to begin with. It had initially been because of their invasion of Hua Nation. He had once watched a documentary on Unit 731 that the Ri Nation had sent to Hua Nation. Here, they set up a base to conduct experiments on humans, and people were experimented on like lab rats.

The experiments were cruel and inhumane beyond belief, and those captured by the Ri Nation troops were sent to places that were not unlike the 18 levels of hell.

It was this old clip that had imprinted itself upon Xiao Luo so firmly he could not shake the images from his head. Back then, he gritted his teeth as he watched, and he wanted nothing more than to kill those Ri Nation troops.

Although the two nations were on good terms now, he was not the only one who bore hatred towards the Ri Nation people. The hatred was something most Hua Nation people still harbored.

After he left Crescent Bay, Ji Siying drove Xiao Luo to the airport to begin his journey to the Ri Nation.