Chapter 7: Forgiveness

Wang Bo looked at the crowd kneeling in a dark mass before him, clapped his hands, and said, "All of you, get up."

The crowd couldn't help but look at Fujiwara Chiharu, who hesitated, unsure whether she should stand.

Wang Bo waved his hand, and Fujiwara Chiharu instantly stood before him. Her heart grew more terrified, and she stood still, not daring to move.

Countless thoughts raced through her mind about the strength of this mysterious man.

Wang Bo said, "Your brother offended me, so I sent him to Africa. And that man just now, he was your father, right?"

Seeing Fujiwara Chiharu nod, Wang Bo continued, "Your father wouldn't listen to reason, so I sent him to Africa to keep your brother company."

"Whether the two of them survive in Africa depends on luck."

"If you want to take revenge on me, you're welcome anytime. Then I'll send all of you to the African desert. Whether you can reunite with them also depends on your luck."

Fujiwara Chiharu shook her head repeatedly in fear and said, "The Fujiwara family would never dream of revenge. Please spare the Fujiwara family, my lord."

With her father and brother gone, she was the only one left to carry the banner of the Fujiwara family.

If she too were sent to Africa, the Fujiwara family would be finished. As for whether her father and brother could return alive from Africa, Fujiwara Chiharu held no hope at all.

She knew better than anyone what desert lay in that part of Africa.

It was the Sea of Death... the Sahara Desert.

Without any water or food, trying to leave the Sahara Desert alive without help from people or camels—well, you're dreaming.

Fujiwara Chiharu was almost certain that her father and brother were done for.

Of course, that was assuming the two had indeed been sent to Africa by the mysterious man before her.

Wang Bo looked at Fujiwara Chiharu, trembling like a quail, and said slowly, "Don't worry, I'm not an unreasonable person. The ones who offended me were your brother and father, so I sent them away. As long as you don't court death, I won't send you away, nor will I take it out on the Fujiwara family."

Fujiwara Chiharu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Thank you for your magnanimity, my lord."

Wang Bo continued, "As long as you don't bother me, I have no interest in you."

Fujiwara Chiharu said, "The Fujiwara family absolutely will not disturb you, my lord."

"Good." Wang Bo smiled slightly and said, "I'm off."

The next second, he teleported back to his apartment in Shinjuku.

After Wang Bo left, Fujiwara Chiharu breathed a sigh of relief, ordered the guards in the courtyard to be carried in, and asked exactly what had happened.

After the short-haired man was bandaged and the bleeding stopped, his face ashen, he recounted the whole story.

Fujiwara Chiharu couldn't help but feel fortunate that she hadn't been too reckless earlier.

Kaneki Ken was far too terrifying.

"That Fujiwara Shin is far too reckless!" Fujiwara Chiharu said furiously. "He dares to act without knowing anything—does he want to destroy the Fujiwara family?"

The short-haired man remained silent. In fact, he wanted to remind Fujiwara Chiharu that before acting, Fujiwara Shin had investigated Kaneki Ken and found him to be just an ordinary country boy.

Who could have known that a boy from the countryside would be a mysterious person with超凡能力?

In the end, Fujiwara Shin's investigation had been too shallow.

So he shut his mouth and said nothing.

On the other side, after learning the full story, Fujiwara Chiharu found her mother, Fujiwara Tachie, who was in a group meeting, and reported the matter to her.

After hearing this, Fujiwara Tachie was shocked, anxious, panicked, and angry. Who would have thought that while she was in a meeting, her husband and son had disappeared?

This was too absurd.

She grabbed Fujiwara Chiharu's hand and said anxiously, "Chiharu, you must find your father and brother. You must find them."

Fujiwara Chiharu nodded. "Don't worry, Mother. I will immediately send staff to search for Father and Brother in the African desert."

Though she said this, Fujiwara Chiharu knew well that even sending staff deep into the desert might not find her father and brother.

After all, the Sahara Desert was enormous, equivalent to dozens of Japans. Trying to find two people in such a vast area was like looking for a needle in a haystack—utterly impractical.

But if she didn't search, she would feel she had failed her mother.

So she had to send people as a gesture.

If by some incredible luck they did find her father and brother, Fujiwara Chiharu would not bring them back; instead, she would settle them abroad.

After all, they had already offended Kaneki Ken.

Fujiwara Chiharu certainly didn't want them to return and encounter Kaneki Ken again, making him unhappy. That man was too mysterious, and the Fujiwara family could not afford to offend him.

...

On the other hand, the day after returning from the Fujiwara residence, Wang Bo had already put the unpleasant events of yesterday behind him.

For him, the Fujiwara family's ordeal was just a minor episode in life, not worth remembering. Even if Fujiwara Chiharu really found her father and brother and brought them back, Wang Bo wouldn't care.

As long as they didn't provoke him, he wouldn't bother with them.

He just wanted to live a peaceful life.

But what Wang Bo never expected was that a peaceful life, for him, was like clouds in the sky—within sight but... out of reach.

Two days later, early in the morning, at 7:30 local time.

As usual, Tokyo Port gradually became lively under the busy work of dockworkers. Cargo ships docked at the port, a magnificent sight from afar.

The dozens-of-meters-high cargo ships were like behemoths, making humans seem as small as ants before these steel monsters.

Thousands of workers shuttled through the port, operating all kinds of huge machinery with their frail bodies, unloading goods from the ships onto the docks.

Dock after dock, similar scenes interwove into a picture of bustle.

Boom!

But just then, a container suddenly fell from a height, crashing onto the port ground with a loud roar, shocking countless people.

The moment it hit the ground, the container deformed and shattered, spilling its contents everywhere.

Fortunately, no one was under the container, and no one was nearby.

So no one was injured.

The lead worker looked at the container on the ground and the goods scattered everywhere, flew into a rage, and shouted into the distance, "Hasegawa, you bastard, what the hell are you doing?!"