After a long while, Tokugawa Ieyasu finally said, "I'm afraid we're unable to make such a major decision right now."

A smile appeared on Qin Ye's face upon hearing this. "Are you hesitating out of patriotism?"

Hōjō Tokimune shook his head in response. "It's not like the Nipponese Underworld is Nippon. Every underworld is the divine nation of death gods. At the very most, we are only servant gods."

Tokugawa Ieyasu gently flapped his hand fan as he said in a cold voice, "In the Nipponese Underworld, we feel no sense of belonging, only oppression and anguish."

Qin Ye nodded in response. "Alright, I can understand. I'll give you a few months to think about it, but before I let you go, I'm rather curious: what forced you to take this step?"

What Qin Ye wanted was to find spokespeople for himself in the Nipponese Underworld. The Mitsubishi Consortium alone wasn't powerful enough, but the daimyos would complement them very well. The netherworldly citizens of the Nipponese Underworld revered them as heroes, so they would be far better spokespeople than the Mitsubishi Consortium.

However, there was an element of uncertainty about them.

There were several points that had to be addressed before...