Behind the crowd, Ozaki Mitsuharu raised his gun with an expressionless face and coldly asked, "Who are you?"
"Didn't we just talk on the phone? The person here to discuss business with you... So rude, showing no hospitality at all."
The visitor shook his head, seemingly helpless, slightly raised his hand and said, "Please wait a moment, it's really quite unbearable—"
He waved his hand casually, as if dismissing idle people.
The man lowered his head, slowly bent over, and looked at the convulsing member of the Extreme Path in the pool of blood.
"Very painful, isn't it?" he asked softly.
The dying man on the ground widened his eyes, stretched out his hand with all his might: "Please save... save me..."
"I will save you, don't worry."
As he said this, the visitor's face showed a radiant smile, reaching out to lift the upper body from the pool of blood, and supporting his neck, he whispered softly in his ear, "Death is not something to fear, but a long rest, a peaceful end."
