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He did not like attention.

He did not like to be remembered.

Most might assume the caution was because he was the head of the yakuza. In truth, most yakuza leaders liked to leave their names in the annals of history. The yakuza might be an underworld organisation, but it was an institution of power and acclaim.

However, for Seiryo, it was a burden.

He could still remember his childhood when the name Yagi was like a yoke around his neck. When he was in middle school, he tried to be a good student. But he noticed that teachers would freeze up when they heard his name.

So, when he got to high school and got tired of the attitude, he started using the blood-drenched name to his advantage. He embraced the legacy and caused trouble because he knew that no one would ever truly pursue his wrongdoings as long as he had the name.

But he still hated the name Yagi.

It was a burden, more than a privilege. Even though he was a delinquent, he planned to make something of himself. He did not need the inheritance of his family. His elder brother would take over the legacy, so he could be the person he wanted to be.

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Unfortunately, the wheels of fate were unpredictable.

Seiryo’s plans to ditch the family were cut short when his brother was killed in the senseless fight between his father and his uncle. The loss brought him to a point when he had to consider his identity: his name and the man he was.

He continued to hate the name Yagi as he had for most of his life.

But that name was the only thing that could keep the memory of his brother alive. He would have preferred to be Seiryo or someone completely different in a foreign land. His original plan was to go overseas and reinvent himself without the burden of the yakuza.

Unfortunately, he was left without a choice.

Well, he did have a choice.

But he wanted to keep the Yagi name alive, if only for his brother. So, instead of being known by his first name, he chose to take up the family name as his own. And throughout Tokyo, Japan and the world, he was known as Yagi, the Yagi.

But despite his fame, he remained a low-key person.

So, he was surprised by the attention he got as soon as he entered Anarkh with Shi. The two of them were handsome in black suits. However, the elite society was full of good-looking people due to genetic selection and plastic surgery.

Either way, despite his identity, it was unsettling to have people looking at him so much. Fortunately, Yagi was a professional. He did not intend to make a big deal about the attention. He was not even sure that he was not imagining it.

“Shi, what do you think?” Yagi said as they headed to their private room on the fifth floor.

“About what?” Shi asked.

“The attention,” Yagi said.

“What attention?”

“Your confidence would break a strong man’s heart.” Yagi chuckled. Only a person used to being at the centre would not even feel those penetrating gazes. Yagi was used to being in the shadows, away from the limelight.

Shi’s eyes flashed with a strange emotion as he opened the door to their room for Yagi. “Perhaps, an ugly man gets more attention.”

Yagi looked at him. “You are talkative today.”

Usually, Shi was quiet and taciturn. He did not speak unless it was completely necessary. The number of words he had spoken in one day had exceeded some weeks in the past few months. Yagi could not help thinking it was strange.

“I am in a good mood,” Shi said evenly.

Yagi did not believe it, and he still had some suspicions towards Yagi. The only reason he kept him around despite his strange behaviours was for the sake of his grandfather. Of course, his skills were also indisputable.

The two of them found their way into their booth and sat down. Yagi immediately sank into his thoughts about acquiring Anarkh. He wanted to own Anarkh and its associated sister casinos in other areas of Tokyo. However, the task was proving impossible.

He had never failed in taking businesses he fancied, but he had a feeling of uncertainty when it came to Anarkh. He could not tell why he was losing his confidence. He wondered if he was losing his touch. Unfortunately, there was no way to deal with the problem for now.

He could only observe the situation and find a chance to speak to the owner.

However, he knew the chances of finding the elusive heir of the empire would be minimal. His people had tried to find out the information without success for months. The only thing that they knew for sure is the original boss was gone.

He never knew the old boss. He respected the rules of the turfs as he was raised to do in the family. His grandfather had told him never to interfere with the people involved with the old boss in any way. From the rumours, the person was a devil.

But now, since he was gone, his territory might be up for grabs.

Unfortunately, he could not resolve this issue now, so Yagi’s mind turned to another concern.

His relationship with Shio Emi.

He had messed up things quite a bit, and he was sure she was steaming mad. He could deal with anger, but he saw she was also hurt. Admittedly, he had not handled the situation correctly.

He needed to apologise to her as soon as possible.

Once Yagi settled down in his private booth, Shi left the room without saying a word. Yagi was not surprised by the sudden exit. He was used to the randomness of Shi. Unfortunately, he did not have the patience at the moment to find out what the man was up to.

Shi walked from the viewing area and found a private elevator. He keyed in a pin and stepped into the sleek steel lift. He pressed a button and the lift ascended smoothly. When it reached one of the top floors, it stopped and opened.

Shi stepped out of the elevator.