Chapter 325: The Demonic Blade

"Nine Tails, you sly little fox, I never expected to see the day when you'd actually accomplish something," a voluptuous Asian woman clad in a tight black leather outfit with short blond hair strutted before Yang Chen, circling him with interest, her eyes fixed mockingly on Nine Tails.

Nine Tails snorted, "Dead Cat, do you think everyone is as brainless as you, only good for brawling and not using their heads?"

"When it comes to using my head, how can I compare to Lord 

Tokugawa?" the woman, dubbed Dead Cat, shifted her gaze toward a white-haired man who had led the group into the room.

Despite his apparent age, the man's face was radiant, his skin smooth without a hint of aging. His eyes, cold as an icy pool, remained fixed on Yang Chen without the slightest ripple.