A Basic Supervisor sitting in the back row suddenly spoke up. "What identity?"
Howard Yamada glanced at him and said coolly, "The Yamada Clan are descendants of a Martial God, and we have a unique, inherited gift. Yet she somehow possesses our clan's abilities. I don't need to spell out what that implies, do I... Regulator?"
The Basic Supervisor stared at him for a moment. "Are you saying your clan truly doesn't know how she obtained your inheritance?"
Howard Yamada's brow furrowed slightly. "What are you implying? My clan has been in seclusion for millennia. We don't meddle in the affairs of the outside world..."
"But what about the Super Soldier from forty years ago...?"
"As I recall, I told you forty years ago that a woman from our clan betrayed us and fled."
The Basic Supervisor was left speechless, seething inwardly.
'This Yamada Clan is so audacious. Do they really think they're as powerful as they were back when they had a Martial God in their ranks?'
