Chapter 352 - 266: The ’Three-Good’ Harbor Master: Beauties, Fine Food, and Wealth (Part 2)

Chapter 352: Chapter 266: The ’Three-Good’ Harbor Master: Beauties, Fine Food, and Wealth (Part 2)

Yokoyama Daisuke said with a wide smile, "Lord Ota, you must have very important business to be returning with a giant ship like this."

This Yokoyama Daisuke was just as shrewd as Ota Masayuki had described. Though he appeared incredibly warm on the surface, he didn’t miss a single chance to probe for information.

Fortunately, Ota Masayuki was prepared for this. He nodded and said, "Indeed, I have a very important matter to report to the Monarch, which is why I ordered the giant ship to dock at Bobin Port."

"And what might that be?" Yokoyama Daisuke asked.

"Oh, it’s nothing much. Just a matter concerning the war on the front."

"What? Has the war taken a bad turn?" Yokoyama Daisuke asked, his tone laced with anxiety.

Don’t be fooled by his position as a mere port master of Bobin Port; the entire nobility of the East Sea Nation was paying close attention to this war.

After all, everyone’s interests were at stake.

If the war went well and they conquered the lands of Great Yan, then these nobles stood to gain immense benefits.

Ota Masayuki smiled faintly. "Of course not. Not only is the war not going badly, it’s proceeding very smoothly. Our forces now have the Huangpu Guard firmly under control, which is why I must bring this victory report back."

Hearing this, Yokoyama Daisuke burst into laughter, then raised his cup and proclaimed loudly, "Heaven bless our East Sea Nation!"

"Heaven bless the East Sea Nation!"

Spurred on by this "good news," Yokoyama Daisuke’s spirits soared. He soon ordered the dancing girls to be brought in.

Just as famous as Yokoyama Daisuke’s nickname were the dancers he had personally trained.

The moment these women entered, they immediately captured everyone’s attention.

The young followers who had come with Wu Liangchen stared, their eyes wide and fixed.

Although they had seen plenty of courtesans at Flower Square, these dancers were different.

They were far too uninhibited.

One couldn’t say they were completely naked, but it was close.

Especially when they danced gracefully to the music, it made one’s face flush and heart pound, stirring their spirits and desires.

Wu Liangchen, however, felt nothing.

His attention was completely focused on the two men behind the screen, and he was also silently observing the sky outside.

According to the plan, as soon as dusk fell, Yan Feng and his men would act immediately.

So there was still about an hour left.

Ota Masayuki was also watching the time.

Though he appeared to be in high spirits, he was inwardly burning with anxiety.

After all, the success or failure of what came next was a matter of life and death for him.

At the same time, if possible, he also wanted to spare the life of this good friend, a man much his senior.

After all, although the man was greedy and lecherous, he wasn’t a bad person. The years under his governance had been the best years for the fishermen of Bobin Port.

"Lord Ota, is something on your mind?" Yokoyama Daisuke asked curiously after finishing a whole sea fish.

Ota Masayuki’s heart skipped a beat. He knew that despite his best efforts to hide it, he had still let something slip in front of a man like Yokoyama Daisuke.

Fortunately, his reactions were swift. After a brief pause, he sighed heavily and said, "As expected, I can’t hide anything from you, Lord Yokoyama. You’re right, I do have something on my mind."

"Oh? What is it? Is there anything I can do to help?" Yokoyama Daisuke asked immediately.

"It’s nothing, really. Just some internal matters of the Ota family. As you know, although I’m of the direct line, I’m not the eldest son, so I’ve never had any extravagant hopes for the position of Patriarch. Even my love for fine food is a deliberate act to show my lack of ambition. But I never expected that even so, my older brother still doesn’t trust me," Ota Masayuki lamented.

The highest form of deception is to mix nine parts truth with one part lie. And since everything Ota Masayuki was saying was his actual experience, he immediately won Yokoyama Daisuke’s sympathy.

"Sigh, am I not the same? Don’t be fooled by my title as port master. Other than deliberately soiling my own reputation with greed and lechery, there’s nothing I can do."

The rule in the East Sea Nation was that the eldest son of the direct line inherited everything. The others could only receive a limited share of resources, and once they started their own families, they were separated from the main household.

This seemingly unreasonable rule was originally intended to keep the sons of the nobility ambitious.

But times had changed, and now this rule had become a shackle for many scions of noble families.

Many had even given up on themselves because of it.

After all, no matter how hard they worked, it couldn’t overcome the advantage of being born first.

And while Ota Masayuki and Yokoyama Daisuke were commiserating in the inner chamber, a grand banquet was also underway at the port.

Yokoyama Daisuke had given specific orders to treat the men from the giant ship well. They were soldiers fighting for the nation and must not be neglected.

Following these orders, the port’s management and the crews from every patrol boat gathered together to hold a welcoming feast for the men from the giant ship.

Yan Feng and his group of young followers were scattered among the crowd, feigning civility with everyone while he coldly observed Ichida Keizai in the distance.

At that moment, he was drinking with the port’s management.

His current identity was that of the second mate, personally promoted by Ota Masayuki, with a future that seemed limitless.

Furthermore, although he was of humble birth, he had received a good education and training since childhood. Thus, he perfectly played the part of a nobleman’s son, successfully fooling the group.

Despite this, Yan Feng still didn’t dare to let his guard down around the man.

If he were to secretly inform on them, the entire plan would be for naught.

Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary.

The Ichida Keizai of today was already completely devoted to Wu Liangchen.

After all, with Wu Liangchen, he had received a level of importance he had never experienced before.

Take now, for instance. If not for Wu Liangchen, he would never have had the chance to drink at the same table as these people.

Just then, the sky outside began to darken, and the navigation lights on the docks lit up.

Ichida Keizai had also just finished a round of heavy drinking with the group and was now taking a break with some tea.

He pretended to casually scan the hall, then asked, "Are all our brothers from the docks here?"

Across from him, the chubby dock director chuckled, let out a drunken hiccup, and slurred, "More or less. Aside from a few necessary sentries and patrolmen, they’re basically all here."

"That won’t do. How can we neglect those brothers during today’s celebration? We should call them all in," Ichida Keizai said.

"But..." The dock director hesitated.

After all, there was no precedent for this at the port.

No matter how grand the banquet, the required sentries had to remain at their posts. This was a rule that had never been broken.

But before he could voice his concerns, Ichida Keizai cut in, "Don’t worry. With the giant ship guarding the dock, no petty troublemaker would dare cause a scene at a time like this. So, let’s just call in those sentries and patrolmen. Even if it’s just for one drink before they go back."

The few members of the port management discussed it amongst themselves and were actually convinced by Ichida Keizai.

Soon, the sentries and patrolmen from outside were recalled.

The atmosphere in the hall subsequently grew even more boisterous.

Seeing that the time and conditions were just about right, Ichida Keizai shot a look at Yan Feng.

Yan Feng understood immediately and gave the signal to act.

In an instant, the young followers, who were already prepared, suddenly attacked, knocking the drinking buddies they had just been laughing and singing with to the ground.

This sudden turn of events stunned the port’s management.

They even thought it was some kind of drunken misunderstanding and tried to explain.

But in the next second, they too became prisoners.

Just like that, in less than a minute, everyone at the docks, from the management down to the lowest-ranking patrolmen, was brought under control.

The whole process went so smoothly that even Yan Feng found it a bit incredible.

He had prepared no fewer than three different plans for this, but in the end, he didn’t need to use a single one to complete the task Wu Liangchen had assigned him.

But this was no time to think about that. He immediately took out the firework tube he carried with him, went outside, and lit the fuse.

BOOM! A brilliant firework shot up, instantly illuminating the entire dock.

Wu Liangchen, who was drinking in the outer chamber, heard the sound and immediately stood up, striding toward the screen.