The news of Nakamura Kōtarō's assassination was immediately transmitted to headquarters by undercover agents lurking in Shanghai. Nakamura Kōtarō is no ordinary person, one of the only 62 full generals during the Showa Emperor period, and now there are no more than 50 existing full generals, each of whom is a pillar-like existence in the Japanese army.

  And now such a great general, just as he was about to return home, was assassinated at the dock, which is absolutely something worth celebrating and publicizing.

  Although the Wang puppet government would not publicize this matter in newspapers, the Chongqing government did so with great fanfare, listing Nakamura Kōtarō's resume and crimes in China, and devoting a full page to reporting on it. It was then written that Nakamura Kōtarō had been shot dead by the Chinese patriot Miao Yun, who should be praised by people all over the country. Moreover, the Chongqing government specially awarded Miao Yun a precious tripod medal as a reward.

  The Order of the Precious Tripod is only awarded to military personnel who have made outstanding contributions in defending against foreign invasion or suppressing internal unrest. Although Mu Yang was not a military personnel, he killed a Japanese general and greatly boosted the morale of the resistance fighters, making an outstanding contribution to the defense of the country, so it can be awarded at discretion. Of course, it can only be considered as an honorary award.

  But all of this, Mu Yang didn't know, he was still blaming himself for his own carelessness. He tossed and turned until very late before falling asleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was already noon.

  Muyang simply washed up and tomorrow he will take a boat to Japan. He wants to go back and say goodbye to Xiaokejun.

  Muyang opened the door and saw Kikuta Seiichiro standing outside.

  "Mr. Kurihara, are you going out?"

  Mu Yang looked at him impatiently and said, "Your protection mission for today is over, you can go back now."

  "Kurita-san, may I ask, where did that Chinese female agent go?" Kikuta Seiichirō.

  "What are you doing? Do you want to interfere with my business too?" Mu Yang said in a very stern tone, his expression also somewhat ferocious.

  He didn't rest well last night and is now very irritable, unwilling to waste words with this Japanese staff officer.

  "No, I'm just concerned about your safety." Kikuta Seiichiro said with a bow.

  "Damn it, that stinky woman ran away. I was so trusting of her, took her out on the streets, and even bought her a lot of clothes. And yet she abandoned me and ran off by herself. Wasn't following me back to Japan to enjoy life good enough? Alright, I'm warning you, don't bother me again. Now I need to go out and clear my head." Mu Yang said with a tone of regret.

  After finishing speaking, he ignored Kikuta Ichiro and directly slapped the door of the house and walked out of the hotel.

  Muyang's actions were a mix of true and false, he was indeed a bit annoyed, after all, he didn't rest well yesterday and still had eye bags on his face. Also, he wanted to get rid of Kikuta Makoto's entanglement and hurry back to say goodbye to Xia Kejun.

  Get on a rickshaw and head towards the bustling area.

  Occasionally walk into a store on the street, buy some things that catch your eye, or just stroll outside and see an approaching tram, suddenly get on it, and maybe get off at some other place.

  Muyang did this just to confirm whether there were followers behind him. He had to be extremely careful and couldn't expose Xiaokejun at all. As the saying goes, "caution is better than regret", but once careless, it may bring disastrous consequences, which Muyang would never allow to happen.

  Finally, Muyang bought a black windbreaker and a gray hat in a clothing store, changed his appearance, and took a rickshaw to the French Concession. Along the way, Muyang even changed cars once.

  Shaoxing Street is still so quiet, with few pedestrians and vehicles passing by, only the leaves of the plane trees on the road have fallen more, looking a bit desolate.

  Muyang knocked on the big gate. Before long, the iron gate opened from inside. "Sir, you're back." It was Wu Ma's daughter Xiao Ying who opened the door.

  Muyang nodded and asked, "Is your wife at home?"

  "Now, I should be reading a book." Xiaoying hastily replied.

  Muyang walked into the living room and found that it had been tidied up, looking even more cozy. The fireplace by the wall had also been cleaned out, although it was still not cold enough to use yet, but it would be perfect for winter.

  "Sir, shall I call Madam?" asked Xiaoying from behind.

  Mu Yang waved his hand and said, "I'll go see Madame myself." Then he walked directly upstairs.

  In the bedroom, on one side of the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a sofa and tea table for rest. At this time, Xia Kejun was sitting on the sofa, with a book on the tea table, but he had no mood to read, and was staring blankly at the sky outside the window.

  The sound of pushing open the door woke up Xia Kejun. The woman raised her head and saw that it was Mu Yang, immediately revealing a smile.

  "Big Brother Muo, you're back." Xia Kejun quickly stood up and walked towards Muo Yang.

  "Hey, are you okay these past two days?" Murong asked, holding Xia Kejun's hand.

  "It's okay, I'm just a bit worried about your safety. Mu Ge, was it you who did what happened yesterday and killed that Japanese general?" Xia Kejun's voice became very small as she looked at Mu Yang with a low tone.

  Muyang nodded, "Yes, I did it, you know now."

  "Yesterday, Wu's mother came back and said that many places in Shanghai were sealed off, Japanese soldiers were searching everywhere, and they arrested many people, but at the time, we didn't know what had happened. Today, I asked Zhang to buy more grain and store it away, and when Zhang came back, he said that a high-ranking Japanese general was shot and killed on the dock by someone who left their name as Moyang. When I heard your name, I became very worried, fearing that you might have been accidentally injured." Xia Kejun said softly.

  "So just sit there and stare blankly, are there wild geese flying in the sky that can deliver a letter for you?" Murong Yang said with a smile to Xia Kejun.

  Xia Kejun's face turned slightly red at Mu Yang's words, "Now that I see Big Brother Mu return safely, Kejun won't worry anymore. Big Brother Mu is really amazing, to be able to accomplish something so big. I reckon the news about you must be spreading outside already."

  "This can be ignored for now, but I'm telling you, this time I've come back is to bid farewell to you." Murong said.

  "Brother Muo, are you leaving?" Xia Kejun's face turned slightly pale, her first thought was that Muo Yang no longer wanted her and would be leaving her forever.

  "Don't worry, I won't leave you. This time, I have to complete a very difficult task and need to go out for a long time, maybe three months or half a year," said Mu Yang.

  Xia Kejun heard Mu Yang say this and slightly put his mind at ease, "Mmm, no matter how long Big Brother Mu is out for, I'll be here waiting for your return."

  Although her tone was soft and gentle, Xia Kejun's words carried a resolute meaning. She would wait for Muyang to return, waiting forever if necessary.

  Mu Yang looked at Xia Kejun, who was still quite young, and couldn't help but reach out to stroke her cheek. "For the next period of time, you must take good care of yourself," he said. "Try not to go out unless absolutely necessary. If there's anything you need, have Old Zhang or Wu Ma go buy it for you. The Japanese are getting crazier and crazier, and Shanghai is no longer a safe place, so be careful everywhere you go."

  "Brother Mo, I'll be careful, I won't go out usually, if something really happens, I'll use that handgun to protect myself." Xia Kejun said firmly.

  "When are you leaving?" Xia Kejun asked.

  "Accompany you to finish lunch, and then go back in the afternoon. If we stay out for too long, it's inevitable that the Japanese will become suspicious," said Mu Yang.

  "Alright, I'll ask Wu Ma to make something more sumptuous for lunch." The little girl said with a smile.