The Saint Anna dance hall had singing and dancing performances, with even more dancing girls accompanying the guests to dance. Mo Yang had learned ballroom dancing, but he wasnt interested in holding a Japanese dancing girl. To be honest, the makeup of the women in the dance hall was so thick that it completely covered up their natural beauty. Maybe people from the Republic of China thought this was very dazzling, but Mo Yang thought it was very tacky.

  However, some of the song and dance performances did catch Mu Yangs eye, and they played until around 10 pm. Mu Yang felt it was time to leave and patted Gao Qiao, who was still reluctant to leave, on the back, saying "Gao Qiao, I have something I want to ask you, can you come out with me for a bit?"

  "Good, Mr. Yamada." He said, glancing at the stage again before following Mu Yang out of the Saint Anna Ballroom.

  Its already late at night, but the neon lights outside are still shining brightly, illuminating the streets clearly. However, its already very late, and except for a few rickshaws parked by the roadside, there are hardly any pedestrians left.

  After walking out of the gate, Takahashi asked, "Mr. Yamada, what did you want to say?"

  Its obvious that Takahashi still wants to go back to the ballroom after talking with Muyang, and he also wants to see Mansas final performance.

  "Lets go over there and talk." Muyang pointed to a corner with backlight.

  Takaashi Ishi had no doubts about him and directly followed Muyang to the corner, where the light was dim, and outsiders couldnt see inside.

  "Yamada-san, you..." Tanaka had only just managed to get these few words out before he felt his body go numb and his head spin, and then everything went black.

  Ma Li killed the little devils adjutant, put him in space, tidied up his clothes, walked out of the dark place, hailed a rickshaw and returned to his hotel.

  Taking off Gao Qiaos clothes and checking the items on his body, Mu Yang found that he had already done these things very smoothly. It seemed that doing anything was a practice.

  Open Takahashis wallet and find that there are more than 500 yen inside, as well as two photos. One is a photo of singer Mansa, who looks very beautiful in the photo, with her eyes looking forward and a microphone next to her. Its clear that this photo was taken during one of Mansas performances. The other photo surprisingly shows Takahashi and a Japanese woman wearing a kimono, and the woman is holding a baby in her arms.

  Kouhei, this guy looks like a lovesick fool, but it seems hes not an honest person either. He already has a wife and kids in Japan, yet hes still desperately pursuing Mantha, doesnt seem like a good guy after all.

  Put Gaoqiaos body into space, take away the photos, leave the wallet and put it directly in his pocket, then go to sleep.

  The next morning, the sun shone through the window, making the room extremely bright. No matter how chaotic and dark the world is, the sunshine is always so bright and beautiful. Thats why its good to bask in the sun, it can make peoples minds clearer.

  After washing up, Mu Yang stood in front of the closet, imagining Gao Qiaos appearance. As he looked into the mirror, his figure slowly transformed into Gao Qiaos physique and features. Mu Yang nodded in satisfaction, put on Gao Qiaos military uniform, grabbed all his belongings, and walked out of the room.

  As he passed through the lobby, the attendant was still the woman who had received Mu Yang on his first day. She saw that Mu Yang, now transformed into Takahashi, came down from upstairs and felt very surprised. She didnt remember that this guest was staying in the hotel, nor did she remember him going up before, but she didnt dare to ask and watched as Mu Yang left the lobby.

  Muyang rode his sidecar motorcycle out of the hotel and headed straight for the Tianjin Industrial and Commercial Museum.

  Tianjins Jinan Business District was founded in 1928 and is now the largest and most prosperous commercial center in Tianjin. The surrounding area is also one of the busiest shopping districts. Muyang came here to buy a gift, after all, Guan Jingtuos chief advisor had a birthday, and he couldnt go empty-handed.

  It turns out that this Japanese custom of celebrating longevity is also a form of gift-giving in disguise.

  Moyang rode his motorcycle to the Xiangye Chang business street and parked it randomly in front of a store, he wasnt afraid of losing it, now indeed no one dared to touch Japanese peoples things.

  He looked around and walked into an antique shop.

  The boss saw Mu Yang walking into the store wearing a Japanese military uniform, and quickly came out from behind the counter with a smile all over his face, bowing and asking: "Your Imperial Majesty, what would you like to see?"

  Although he showed great respect, he couldnt help but secretly suspect that this Japanese man was a night owl who had sneaked into the house, and nothing good would come of it, so hed better be careful.

  "Yours, prepare a piece of porcelain for me, it should be pretty but not expensive, I want to give it as a gift and use the best packaging box to wrap it well, understand?" Murong said in slightly stiff Chinese.

  The boss was stunned. Whats going on? Are the Japanese also starting to like cheating? This is obviously something to fool people, but he didnt dare say it.

  "Your Majesty, how about these few pieces? Which one do you like, Ill wrap it up for you." The boss said, pointing to several pink porcelain bottles lined up on the shelf.

  Mu Yang glanced at it roughly and found that there were five porcelain bottles on it, with shapes, styles and colors that were indeed quite beautiful.

  "Look, this one is a red glaze peony flower opening wealth and nobility vase, imitating the Qianlong style. This one is a pearl-colored ceramic vase, imitating the Jiaqing style. This one is a yellow glaze hollowed-out ceramic vase, also imitating the Qianlong style. This one is a longevity peach high-waisted vase, and this one is a pink-colored maid six-sided vase. Which one do you like?"

  "Are they all fake?" Mu Yang asked directly, revealing his nervousness, indicating that he really didnt understand.

  The bosss mouth twitched, "This is all high-quality porcelain from Jingdezhen, it cant be said to be fake, its just imitating the style of ancient vases, we didnt sell them as antiques."

  "How much does it cost?"

  "The prices are all around 10 to 15 silver coins, not expensive."

  "Thats good, pack up that vase with peonies on it for me. Remember, I want the best packaging box." Murong said.

  "Dont worry, Ill make sure its done beautifully and elegantly. It will be a magnificent gift." The boss said as he called over his assistant to take down the red glaze powder-colored peony flower vase with auspicious motifs and carefully placed it in a red satin-lined brocade box.

  Muyang handed over 10 yuan to the boss, "Is it enough?"

  "Ah, enough, enough, thank you for your patronage." The boss thanked him excitedly.

  Cant be happier, its rare to see a Japanese person who is so reasonable, today I consider myself lucky, although I made less money, but not losing money is a good thing.

  Muyang checked the time, 11 oclock in the morning. He didnt ride his own motorcycle, but instead hailed a rickshaw and said: "Do you know No. 17 Road, British Concession, Wudadao?"

  "Do you know Tai Jun?"

  "Lets go."

  The five avenues are located in the southern part of Tianjins central urban area, running east and west in parallel, named after famous cities in southwestern China: Changde, Chongqing, Dali, Molin and Machang. Locals call it the Five Avenues.

  The Wudao area has more than 2,000 garden-style houses built in the 1920s and 1930s with different national architectural styles, as well as many Renaissance-style buildings, classical buildings, eclectic buildings, Baroque buildings, courtyard-style buildings, and Chinese-Western hybrid buildings, known as the "Exhibition Garden of World Architecture".

  Kanemoto Kutarōs residence is right here.