"Hah..."
Lin Ke felt his heart and lungs working vigorously. His well-fed body rapidly converted energy into stamina, while the Soldier Pills in his stomach dissolved at high speed...
In the time it took to breathe, he stood up again. Though his face was still weary, he was nowhere near as drained as he had seemed.
It was like lifting something heavy in one breath—the sensation of collapsing once his strength ran out. He still had plenty of things that could be converted into stamina. He had eaten breakfast and had not done any strenuous exercise since then, so he could fully support another battle.
More importantly—
The less chakra his Shadow Clone had, the greater the advantage he held against an enemy. And from the beginning of the battle until now, he still had a trump card he had yet to reveal.
"..." Nara Yan Shui swallowed a Soldier Pill as well. He did not take the initiative to speak to the Sunagakure ninja gradually closing in. Standing before the employer was enough to make his stance clear.
Wearing tan jonin armor over a black skintight combat suit, with strips of cloth wrapped around his head and red paint on his right cheek, the Sunagakure jonin appeared in the middle of the street in a Body Flicker, his expression carrying a trace of killing intent.
"Our country's merchant was killed." He looked at Nara Yan Shui and spoke first.
"The Land of Rivers official in charge of the bidding, along with every other merchant involved, was killed as well."
He turned his gaze toward the Land of Fire Merchant crouching behind the carriage with his rear sticking out, his expression seeming to ask: Why were none of you people from the Land of Fire killed?
Forty seconds left...
Lin