Jun Moxie raised his wine cup, and drained it with closed eyes. He remembered a poem and couldn't help but sing, "What is today's death? It's tough to fight the battles of life. This is just the plot of the deceased from the past. The Kings of Hell beheads many a banners!"
Then, there was a "BANG!"… Jun Moxie had thrown his cup down. His body appeared tall and lofty as he sat atop his horse, and declared, "It's needless to say that the families of you three-hundred men will be taken care of by the Jun Family from now. Whether in their old age… or their marriage… they can count on our family as long as a Jun still lives! I—Jun Moxie—won't allow a single one of them to be wronged!"
