Chapter 539 (1/2)

As soon as the Secretary General's words were finished, the cameras of the media reporters all around aimed at Xiao Yifeng, and the eyes of the people in the Taoist museum were watching Xiao Yifeng one after another.

Xiao Yifeng put away Minghong Dao and turned back to his position.

Then Xiao Han went over and took the relic.

”Well, now that the sari is in hand, our task is finished. Let's go back to the hotel first.”

Xiao Han looked at the crowd and said.

Xiao Yifeng nodded one after another and was about to leave.

”Brother Xiaofeng, how long will you stay here?”

Kimura Yazi suddenly looks at Xiao Yifeng and asks.

”I may be going back today. I'll see you later.”

Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.

”I'm leaving so soon. I want to take brother Xiaofeng and have a good time in Kyoto.”

Kimura yako's eyes showed a look of not giving up.

”Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future!”

Xiao Yifeng said lightly.

”All right then!”

Masako Kimura nodded.

Then Xiao Yifeng and his party left the Daoguan. Somewhere in the Daoguan, an Indian man in a long robe in the Indian government's team looked at the back of Xiao Yifeng and others, and a special look flashed in his eyes.

Back in the hotel, Xiao Yifeng and others went back to their rooms and waited to leave. Xiao Han walked into Xiao Yifeng's room and asked, ”your knife should be a spirit knife, right?”

”I don't know. I got this Dao from a mausoleum. It's called Ming Hong Dao.”

Xiao Yifeng said lightly.

”Ming Hong Dao? The ancient evil sword, the one with Xuanyuan sword? ”

Xiao Han's eyes flashed a look of surprise, looking at Xiao Yifeng.

”Well.”

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

”You're lucky to get such a sword. But it's said that it's too grumpy and easy to bite its owner. You should be careful not to be attacked by this Minghong sword.”

Xiao Han looks at Xiao Yifeng and instructs him.

”Don't worry, you want to bite me with a knife. You really look down on me.”

Xiao Yifeng disdained spit way, eyes full of confidence look.

Meanwhile, in the mysterious building in Kyoto, the middle-aged man in a black robe sits here, drinking tea and kneeling in front of him.

”What shall we do now, my lord? The sari is in the hands of the Chinese. ”

Said the kneeling man.

”The Chinese Buddhists are so calm that they haven't done anything yet. In that case, they can't take this relic away. Take it. I'll give it to the palace master for research.”

The black robed man flashed a cold light in his eyes and said it lightly.

”Yes, my Lord!”

The man nodded and walked away quickly.

In the suburb of Kyoto, there is a huge building full of Japanese ancient style. It is the residence of cangye family, one of the three great Japanese martial families, and also one of the forbidden areas in Kyoto.

In the hall of the cangye family, there are a group of people. The first one is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His eyes are full of the look of vulture, and his whole body is full of fierce breath. It is cangye chuanxiong, the owner of the cangye family, and the father of cangye Ichiro and cangye Erlang.

In addition to cangye kawasakio, other people present were all senior members of cangye family.

At the moment, cangye Chuanxiong's face was very gloomy and ugly, and his eyes were shining with strong anger.