Kyoto, night
State Guest Hotel.
Shinkan Mokuzo paced back and forth, looking quite anxious.
He looked at Shinkan Isshin, who was sitting on the sofa, from time to time.
The other party's expression was dull, and his real body had not yet returned.
Although Shinkan Isshin had once said that Li Wuji should not know about their actions yet.
But for some reason.
As time went by bit by bit.
Shinkan Mokuzo staying in the room inexplicably had an increasingly strong sense of palpitations.
As if a great disaster was imminent.
But no matter how he perceives it, how he searches.
He had never found the source of his palpitations.
Everything around him was no different from before.
"Ancestor... "
Finally,
As his inner anxiety deepened step by step.
Shinkan Mokuzo knelt down in front of Shinkan Isshin, trying to call out to him.
However,
There was still no response.
Before leaving, Shinkan Isshin had said that if anything unusual happened, he would return in time.
