Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 167 - 167 167 Guide

167: Chapter 167 Guide 167: Chapter 167 Guide Miles upon miles of clear skies, with thick clouds, a passenger plane en route to Japan shuttles through the clouds.

In first class,

a young man of average appearance, who wouldn’t attract a second glance if thrown into a crowd, sat seemingly inconspicuous.

However, there was an occasional flash of sharpness in his eyes when they blinked, clearly indicating he was not as simple as he appeared.

Shapeshifting was a simple task for Ye Xuan.

Since he was setting foot in Japan, he naturally couldn’t use his real face—especially after his battle with Immortal Extinguishing had been broadcast worldwide, revealing his appearance to the public.

If he truly set foot in Japan with his original face, it would surely attract the world’s attention, something Ye Xuan did not wish to see.

“Sir, would you like something to drink?” The flight attendant asked with a smile, speaking in a stiff Xia Country accent as she bowed to Ye Xuan.

“No need,” Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, his eyes intent upon an ancient book he was holding.

“Sir, this is my personal number.

If you need a guide in Japan, do call me.” The flight attendant discreetly slipped a piece of paper to Ye Xuan and then left with a smile.

Glancing at the note on the table, Ye Xuan didn’t bother to give it a second look, casually tossing it to the floor, clearly uninterested in this Japanese flight attendant.

Actually, given Ye Xuan’s current ordinary appearance, it was not customary for a Japanese flight attendant, accustomed to flying regularly, to hand out notes to just anyone.

Moreover, Japanese people have always been somewhat disdainful of Xia Country nationals, making such an occurrence even less likely.

What truly attracted the flight attendant was not so much Ye Xuan himself but his valuable attire.

A wristwatch, understated yet luxurious, known as Heart of the Ocean, with only five in the world, valued at up to eighty million.

His clothes were designed by a Western fashion designer, the unique craftsmanship evident at a glance.

Ye Xuan’s entire outfit, including the watch, had been arranged by Zhuo Junting, all together worth over a hundred million.

The Japanese flight attendant, who had seen many dignitaries, recognized the value of Ye Xuan’s attire at a glance, which led to the earlier interaction.

“This big brother here, that’s a genuine Japanese beauty, and yet you don’t seem interested at all?”

In the first-class cabin, a short and chubby young man happened to witness the scene and asked Ye Xuan, a bit surprised.

“If you want it, take it,” Ye Xuan said with a slight smile, putting down his book.

“Really…

really?” The chubby young man’s eyes lit up.

He stood up, swiftly picked the note up from the floor, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

“The name’s Sun Xiaofu, I do a bit of business in Japan.

May I ask for your esteemed name, sir?” Sun Xiaofu inquired, almost sycophantically.

“Lu Jie, ‘Lu’ as in land and ‘Jie’ as in calamity.

I heard that it’s cherry blossom season in Japan, so naturally, I wish to go and enjoy them,” Ye Xuan replied with a light smile.

Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Sun Xiaofu was taken aback; he hadn’t heard such a peculiar name before, but his years of doing business had taught him not to show his astonishment.

“Big brother, let me tell you, the best thing in Japan isn’t the cherry blossoms.

It’s these tender and gentle Japanese women…

their figures…

their skills in bed…” Sun Xiaofu prattled on endlessly, a lewd smile spread across his face, clearly well-versed in the allure of Japanese women.

Ye Xuan maintained a smile throughout, listening quietly to Sun Xiaofu’s tales as if they were old friends, with no indication that this was their first encounter.

Under normal circumstances, Ye Xuan would have no need to engage with Sun Xiaofu, but he had picked up on something in Sun Xiaofu’s words.

This man, who frequented many places in Japan, knew the country extremely well—wasn’t he the perfect guide?

“Big brother, wait for me here for a moment.

Once in Japan, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

The very Japanese flight attendant who had given Ye Xuan the note passed by, throwing him a coquettish smile, and Sun Xiaofu quickly followed her with a flirty chuckle, rising from his seat.

Watching this, Ye Xuan, who was indifferent to women, could tell what Sun Xiaofu intended.

He felt a bit speechless, again picking up the ancient book to read.

A full half hour later, Sun Xiaofu returned, his forehead beaded with sweat, but his face radiated sheer satisfaction.

Meanwhile, the Japanese flight attendant emerged from the restroom with her hair mussed—a clear indicator of what had transpired.

“Big brother, I really owe you one this time.

I wouldn’t have had such a fine experience without your help,” Sun Xiaofu said with a lascivious grin, as if still reveling in the pleasure.

“That’s your doing, it has nothing to do with me,” Ye Xuan responded with a light chuckle.

“Big brother, if that flight attendant hadn’t thought I was friends with you, she wouldn’t have let me anywhere near her.

You’ve really done me a huge favor,” Sun Xiaofu giggled salaciously.

“Aren’t we friends?” Ye Xuan smiled broadly, leaving Sun Xiaofu momentarily stunned before hastily making a toadyish response, “Yes, yes, of course we are friends.”

…

Japan’s airport.

The flight Ye Xuan was on landed safely.

He followed the stream of passengers off the plane, and Sun Xiaofu accompanied him closely, evidently having become quite familiar with Ye Xuan during the flight.

“Big brother, since it’s your first time in Japan, let me take you out today to wash away the dust of your journey, and tomorrow, I’ll show you around.”

Outside the airport, a black sedan was parked near Sun Xiaofu—obviously his private car in Japan.

Ye Xuan, on his own with no one to meet him, accepted Sun Xiaofu’s invitation to the car.

Suddenly, a dozen top-of-the-line sedans arrived from afar, stopping in front of Ye Xuan in an instant.

The car doors opened, and a dozen men in black suits stepped out.

One middle-aged man quickly approached Ye Xuan, bowed respectfully, and said, “Mr.

Lu, welcome to Japan.

Mr.

Zhuo has already arranged your accommodations.”

Ye Xuan nodded slowly, then turned to Sun Xiaofu with a smile, “Young man, I’m new to Japan and in need of a guide.

Would you like to be my guide?”

That moment!

Sun Xiaofu looked at the dozen luxury cars in front of Ye Xuan, his expression changing subtly.

While he had some wealth in Japan, he knew that sending so many luxury cars for Ye Xuan meant his status was extraordinary, signaling to Sun Xiaofu that his luck had taken a great turn.

Without any hesitation, Sun Xiaofu eagerly agreed.

On Ye Xuan’s invitation, the two departed from the airport together.

What Sun Xiaofu didn’t realize, however, was that the Ye Xuan beside him might be a benefactor, yet also a very dangerous devil, about to bring unimaginable chaos to Japan.