203 Confusing The Truth with Lies (2/2)

Another three days passed and the other Japanese finally arrived here. They were all extremely fatigued with bloody wounds on their bodies. There were even two of them with broken arms, looking like cripples. The number of people in their group also lessened.

Clearly, this place was extremely dangerous. Not everyone could be like Feng Lin, going wherever they wanted to freely.

At this moment, the goddess also revealed her true face. She was dressed in traditional Japanese clothing and had a mesmerizing figure. However, her countenance was filled with an air of holiness which caused no one to dare to profane her beauty. Boundless charm and a sense of holiness integrated as one, yet there seemed to be no conflict between the two. In fact, it made the goddess even more charming.

The eyes of the Japanese shone brightly when they looked at the goddess. Only Fuuma Taro's eyes revealed a hint of lust.

This goddess seemed to be in a pack of evil wolves, yet she appeared secure in the knowledge that none would dare to move against her. She gazed at the surroundings and calmly spoke, ”Are the others not here yet?”

”Ryosuke Hayada, Katori Sakai, Masao Fujiwara, Ichiro Yamamoto...are they not here? Those trash, they can't even defeat the ordinary demons! Most probably, they have all died from being eaten.” Fuuma Taro in the lead coldly snorted as he stared at the surroundings.

Feng Lin knew that this was his cue to appear. He walked out and mimic Yamamoto Ichiro's voice, ”Goddess, Fuuma-kun, I've already been waiting here for some time.”

”Yamamoto Ichiro, it is you?” Fuuma Taro sounded very astonished. ”You are such a weakling, but you weren't eaten by the demons?”

He had complete disregard for Yamamoto Ichiro in his eyes, even his tone was filled with a mocking sentiment.

Feng Lin was amazed. He discovered that the original owner of this identity, Yamamoto Ichiro, was actually quite a pitiful fellow. Even his companions looked down on him.

But after all, he wasn't the real Yamamoto Ichiro. So no matter how mocking this Fuuma Taro was, it wouldn't affect him at all.

On the contrary, the more these people looked down on Yamamoto Ichiro, the better it would be for him. When the time came for him to act, he would give a shock to everyone. It wouldn't be a bad idea.

Feng Lin concealed the icy smile under his mask.

”How long have you been here?” The Japanese goddess suddenly asked.

”Three days.” Feng Lin honestly replied. It was hard to conceal the traces he left behind in the surroundings these few days. Anyway, there was no need to hide such insignificant things in case of more troubles arising. It might instead expose himself inadvertently.

”You came here so early. Have you seen the Yamata no Orochi?” the goddess asked.

Feng Lin nodded. ”I've only seen it once. It's extremely ferocious and I don't dare to get near it!”

He trembled and had a scared appearance on his face.

This impression did match with the image of Yamamoto Ichiro in the hearts of these Japanese. They nodded and didn't doubt anything.

After all, this place was a secret realm inside Japan's territory. They had never thought that outsiders would have a chance to enter here.

Feng Lin mixed in lies to confuse the truth, successfully infiltrating into their camp.

”This place is indeed the nest of the Yamata no Orochi. Let's make our preparations fast,” spoke the goddess in a low voice. After that, the Japanese hurriedly began their preparations, wanting to finish this mission as quickly as possible.

The goddess took out a grey-colored bag. She gave it a shake and turned it over, and at the next instant, eight large vats of wine actually fell out from it. Each vat was at the height of a human.

This grey bag was an extremely rare interspatial equipment.

These Japanese carefully moved the vats of wine to the deep waters. They took off the lids and instantly escaped, wanting to run as far as possible.

A moment later, an intense wine fragrance emitted from the vats, spreading very far away. With just a whiff of it, humans would be intoxicated. The alcohol content in the wine was extremely high, and there was no need to doubt what would happen if one drank it.

Upon seeing this, a smile with a deep layer of meaning could be seen on his face.

”So these Japanese actually have this idea!”