The Hanzo Clan

The next morning, Heero dragged Bai Xian Ming into the dungeon.

"Why are you bringing me here so early in the morning? Do you want to show off your prisoner collection!?"

Old Ming complained, yawning from time to time. He still had his panda eyes, a sign of lack of sleep.

In fact, he did not sleep at all last night. He played the game all night with his new buddy, Old Man Dazekh.

Heero gave no answer to the old man's grumbling. He kept dragging him to the end of the dungeon.

"Ah, damn, why did you even bring me here? We are about to get our first kill, if not for you, we might already get the first kill!" Bai Xian Ming continued to grumble, unhappy that his playing time was being interrupted by Heero.

Heero stopped his steps when he heard that. He looked back at the old man and grinned, "So you haven't gotten your first kill yet?"

"Without you, we might have gotten our first kill already! So why did you bring me here?" The old man immediately changed the subject.

'Ohoho... You are a novice, even worse than me. I have my first kill...'

Heero felt smug inside as he continued to drag the old man.

"I will show you proof of the work of the Purple Mountain Tribe! Don't be surprised by the gruesome scene to come!"

They had reached the end of the dungeon. A pungent smell of blood assaulted the old man's nose. The smell of blood sobered the old man.

"They asked me to show you this! They said you could trust their work!" With that, Heero opened the door.

Ten people in all, lying soullessly with an arrow in their chest. Most of them still had their faces covered by black clothing.

"Do you recognize them, Grandfather?"

Bai Xian Ming was certainly familiar with the way these people dressed. But he was not sure until he saw the faces behind the black clothes.

He entered with a frown and crouched down by the nearest corpse. He pulled down the black clothes and saw a familiar face.

"Hanzo Katsumi, unranked gold class hero!" The old man murmured.

There was no need to examine the other corpses. He had already found out the identity of these people, the Hanzo clan.

Nevertheless, he checked all the corpses until he came across the Crown Class Ranker - Rank 29, Hanzo Shishido.

He was truly surprised to see this guy. Old Ming quickly checked the corpse. Then he found out that Hanzo Shishido had died from a single shot to the chest, right in the heart.

Even a Crown Class Ranker was killed with ease, they are undoubtedly very skilled hunters...

After checking all the bodies and confirming their identities, Old Ming stood up and looked at Heero, "I thought they only hunted beasts and specters, but it seems they are very skilled at hunting humans as well!"

The old man was unhappy with what had happened. The Hanzo clan was not a trivial power, they were a great power. Killing their people was the same as declaring war on them. He could foresee that the Hanzo clan would retaliate later in a big way.

Heero shrugged lightly, "I'm not a mass murderer and I never killed people for trivial reasons like that. They tried to sneak into our district and they stopped them, but... Nah, follow me, I have the record of their fight?"

Heero brought the old man up to the control room. He had the complete footage of last night's battle.

*** ***

The moment Hanzo Shishido realized that he and his group had been discovered, he threw down a smoke bomb.

"Split up and retreat!" He decided to retreat.

"Heh... using smoke to escape?" Lyera smiled at the enemy's reaction. The smoke only made their movement more obvious to the eyes.

"Take them down!" Just as she gave the order, something smaller than a fist and green in color was thrown at her.

The thing exploded in the air, shocking the Purple Mountain Tribe hunter. It caused great damage to the surrounding area.

'They are dangerous...' Lyera thought as she watched the explosion.

These people had something they did not know, and it would be dangerous if they approached the enemy carelessly.

"We will take them down, dead or alive does not matter!" After saying that, she nocked an arrow and aimed at a certain spot.

Swish!

The arrow whistled through the air and hit an empty space. It dangled in the air, and not long after, a body hit by an arrow appeared.

What happened next was that three groups of the Purple Mountain Tribe hunted down the people in the cloak.

*** ***

Watching the whole battle, Bai Xian Ming was surprised. He did not know how, but they had a way to detect the camouflage. All the arrows they shot always hit the target.

Even Hanzo Shishido died without even putting up a fight. A one-sided slaughter, the people of the Hanzo Clan were easily slaughtered by the people of the Purple Mountain Tribe.

"They attacked the district? But why? I don't remember you having a feud with..."

Bai Xian Ming stopped in the middle as he remembered the thing that connected Heero and the Hanzo clan. It was Hanzo Keiji.

It seemed that the Hanzo Clan knew something about it. Undoubtedly, the mastermind behind this was the Ranker Alliance.

"Hah, more works for me..." The old man sighed in frustration. He had to meditate on the matter before a conflict between Heero and the Hanzo clan broke out.

He had just discovered a new joy in the game. But he could not continue to play when such an event happened.

On the positive side, this event proved the value of the Purple Mountain Tribe. They were much more powerful than he thought.

It seems that we have just gained a powerful ally... It will be much better if they become part of the Hero League.

No, let's postpone the matter and strengthen my bond with Dazekh first. I will play one more... no, two more games. Yes, two more games and then come back!

"Do you recognize them, Grandpa Bai?" Heero asked.

"Yes, they are the people of the Hanzo clan. It seems they want to investigate Hanzo Keiji's disappearance..." Old Ming shared his thoughts with Heero.

"I see... Hanzo Clan is it? Let's put them at the top of the list for the purge," Heero nodded, deciding to focus on the Hanzo clan instead of the Wu family.

*** ***

The Core Region, Hanzo Clan Residence

"Is there any news from Shishido?" An old man in a black robe asked as he took a sip of tea.

"No, Father! They have been out of contact since last night. We lost contact with them after their last report!"

A middle-aged man replied respectfully.

"After they reported that they were about to reach the district, the team could not be contacted again. I guess they were either captured or killed!"

The old man, the head of the Hanzo clan, who was also an Emperor Class Hero - Rank 6, Hanzo Yori. He sighed deeply.

"Meet Old Ming! Ask him to release our people, this district is quite famous for its dungeon. Most likely, our people have been captured!"

"Yes, Father!" The middle-aged man, Hanzo Hayashi, who was also an Emperor Class Hero - Rank 14, nodded respectfully to his father.

Hanzo Hayashi stood up but stopped when he was about to push the door open.

"Call Shunsake to meet me! I have seen the footage of this man, now let's hear from someone who has fought this man!" Hanzo Yori gave another order, which was answered by a nod from Hanzo Hayashi.

After that, the son left the room. As soon as he left the room, Hanzo Yori's sigh could be heard again.

"Brother, oh brother, what a mess you have made now? I am just about to retire, but you seem to have a great gift for me... Hahh..."

The old man muttered to himself, ending with a sigh. It was his third sigh this morning.

Dok! Dok! Dok!

"Shunsake is here, Clan Chief!"

A young man's voice accompanied the knocking.

"Mnnn, come in, Shunsake!"

With the old man's permission, the door was pushed open and a young man entered the room. He bowed his head and sat down across from the old man.

"Now, can you tell me your impression of Xing Heero?"

This young man was Hanzo Shunsake, the man who had fought Heero before the Xing District even existed.