Chapter 390 March into Bushido (V)

• Nagoya, the Fujita clan.
• Mountains ringed the estate, trees thick and green. An elderly man with snowy hair and a youthful glow knelt on the tatami in an old wooden house. A low tea table sat beside him; steam still curled from the cups.
• The elder was none other than Fujita Go, head of the Fujita clan. But tea was the last thing on his mind. The dozen ninjas he’d sent out yesterday hadn’t returned. The hit had clearly failed.