"Lord Saburo, the wind is a little noisy tonight, please remember to bring your Haori when you get off the bus."

The inky black floating car floated in the night sky, so quiet that there was hardly any sound, beautiful and graceful, like a black eagle, and the escort drones hovering around were like geese returning south to guard this eagle, not leaving an inch.

Sitting in the seat of the floating car, Saburo Arasaka carefully looked down on every part of the city through the car window, as if he was sipping a cup of hot tea.

It's a pity that too much time has passed, and this cup of hot tea has already been so cold that it can't taste anything at all, and the entrance is full of cold and bitterness, which is as disgusting as the wind tonight.

There is no warmth of any memories, and there is no joy of reunion after a long absence.

In the past, the city brought him only endless bitter cold and pain, and his eldest son died here, and even now that the Arasaka company had returned to the city, he did not feel a trace of intimacy.

It's weird... In my memory, the city was bigger...... Looking at this strange and familiar city, Saburo thought quietly and wrote down his thoughts in the data chip.

If he wanted to, this seemingly bustling city would disappear from the world map in less than ten minutes.

He doesn't care if he does it or not, but if the Relic 2.0 chip falls into the hands of another company, it would be a better option to bury it with the city.

This is not because he is making a big fuss, but because the meaning of RELIC2.0 will be the foundation of Arasaka's future development.

He would not allow his company's most prized technology to fall into the hands of other competitors.

A city of the night, even if it were destroyed, he would lose only a small amount of international fame.

And the new United States and military technology are not to worry, he is not worried about the consequences of the war between the two sides.

As for his bodyguard's concern, he only nodded slightly and did not make any response.

He has always been so calm, even if the Arasaka Tower of the City of Night collapsed and fell in front of his eyes due to a nuclear explosion, he was able to deal with it calmly, like watching a non-smiling mime that could not arouse any of his mood swings.

Because of this, he has also succeeded in bringing fear to the depths of everyone's heart.

"This time, I hope you can scan that room carefully." Saburo Arasaka said softly.

For some reason, since coming to the city, he has been feeling a constant sense of discomfort.

"Yes!" The bodyguard next to him replied without hesitation.

There wasn't much time left for Saburo Arasaka to immerse himself in thinking.

The speed of the floating car was very fast, and under the precise positioning of the on-board AI, the jet-black eagle finally slowly docked on the top floor of the Kambi Building.

Two burly Arasaka agents quickly ran out of the car one step ahead, guarding both sides of the steps to get off the bus, one on the left and one on the right, like doormen to greet Saburo Arasaka to get out of the car.

"You two take care of the car, I'll just go down with Gorou." Saburo said to the two agents.

The wind on the top floor was blowing wildly, and Gorou on the side picked up Haori and draped it on Arasaka Saburo's body to shield him from the wind and cold.

The nearly 160-year-old man staggered down the hard floor, his seemingly slow steps were actually extremely firm, like an old lion watching his weak prey.

Walking up the stairs to the suite, Saburo Arasaka soon saw Lai Xuan sitting on the sofa in the living room, and a boy waiting at the door.

Although he didn't know much about his son's new bodyguard, San Lang didn't pay much attention to him, and even just glanced at it, and immediately set his eyes on Lai Xuan.

There are countless people in the world who want to take his life, but he still lived safely to be one hundred and fifty-eight years old, and no one has ever dared to draw a gun under his deterrence.

This is the self-confidence he has built up for a long time, and he has Goro by his side.

However, this does not mean that Saburo underestimates this bodyguard too much.

Although this son of his is not successful, he has not yet reached the point of stupidity, and I believe that this boy's strength is not as good as that of a heavy hammer, and he can probably pass a few tricks with him.

Coming to the living room, Saburo Arasaka stood quietly in front of Lai Xuan, silent and speechless.

With his arrival, the atmosphere of the entire suite seemed to be as oppressive as if it had condensed into substance.

At this time, the only person walking around in the room was the bodyguard Goro Takemura.

He opened his prosthetic eye and scanned all the corners of the suite to see if anything was wrong.

After the work was over, Arasaka Saburo said to Lai Xuan:

"You've crossed the line."

His voice was old and deep, but it was clear, and his tone was unhurried.

"Huh, crossing the line? Don't think I don't know what you think, isn't the reason why the RELIC2.0 project was founded is to realize your dream of eternal life? Lai Xuan sneered and said:

"Why don't you say that you have crossed the line in the pursuit of eternal life, even in vain for the morality of the world?"

Hearing these meaningful words, Arasaka Saburo's aged face wrinkled even deeper, and he looked at his son indifferently, but there was a little surprise in his heart.

Does he already know what Relic 2.0 is really for?

"You go out first, let's talk alone." Saburo Arasaka turned his head to the bodyguard beside him.

"But your safety, my lord..."Goro Takemura just wanted to stay, but was ruthlessly interrupted.

"He's my son." Saburo said solemnly.

"Yes!" Goro Takemura respectfully complied with the order.

He turned around and walked towards the elevator, along with Lin Mo, who was standing at the door watching the play.

Less leaning, only the father and son were left in the suite.

Looking at his son, Saburo Arasaka just wanted to continue asking.

But in the next second, a pair of ruthless hands suddenly reached out, grabbed his neck fiercely, and choked all the words he wanted to open his throat.

He saw Lai Xuan's red eyes, looking at his face full of resentment, his eyes revealing fierceness, decisiveness and firmness, but there was no fear.

His son did not leave him any chance to say his last words.

Saburo Arasaka woke up suddenly.

He was wrong, made a big mistake

- He thought he was the embodiment of fear, and brought that fear to everyone who met him, and no one dared to show any presumptuous behavior in front of him.

Even if he is the president of a country or the chairman of a large company, all the big people will restrain their edge in front of him.

He has been like this for decades, and he has proven to be a qualified superior.

This kind of non-angry aura and powerful demeanor that has been cultivated for more than a hundred years shocked everyone who met him, and the seeds called fear would also take root in the psychology of those people, making them subconsciously forget that this was an old man who was about to die.

Lai Xuan condescended to him for decades, soaked in his fear for decades, and that fear seed should have taken root so deeply that even the outside world called him a "tamed dragon".

But he forgot that there will never be a shortage of people in the world who wield a sword at God, and his son used to imagine the scene of this moment in his mind day and night, imagining the picture of stretching out his hands to fight with fear, and finally exhausted decades of obsession, how can he not uproot a seed called fear today?

Saburo's consciousness began to blur, no matter how much wealth and power he was sitting on now, he couldn't stop those powerful arms.

After all, his old and frail body could not bear the pinching of those arms, and in just half a minute, he completely sank into endless darkness.