Deidara was no stranger to storms and dangers.
Although he was young, over the years, whether on missions or doing other things, he had killed quite a few powerful figures and nobles.
This Kazekage's bearing was indeed far more impressive than those weaklings', but after only a moment, Deidara adjusted his mindset.
So what if his presence is overwhelming?
This was the Shinobi World.
I was neither under your jurisdiction nor afraid of your strength. Whether you were a dragon or a tiger, you had to coil up or lie down for me!
The corners of Deidara's lips lifted into a disdainful smile. "Hmph, Kazekage, don't think that putting on a stern face can scare me."
Confidence and provocation flashed in his eyes. He was brimming with faith in his own strength.
Rasa quietly watched Deidara.
He was not angered by Deidara's attitude.
"Young man, I hope your confidence matches your strength."
Rasa spoke slowly, his voice calm yet powerful.
If he were facing Empire Sasori or Empire Deidara, it would be impossible for him not to feel apprehensive.
But this world...
Deidara sneered. "I'm only stating the truth."
His hands clenched slightly, as if he were already prepared for battle.
Rasa smiled faintly. "Don't die."
His gaze was piercing, as if it could see straight through Deidara's heart.
A trace of mockery flashed across Deidara's face. He immediately retorted without backing down, "I'm waiting for my clay to finish! What are you waiting for? Waiting to die?"
"Ke ke ke ke!"
There was a hint of madness in his voice.
The next moment, a pile of Clay Birds flew from Deidara's hands.
"Ha!"
The clay exploded instantly.
Deidara looked at Rasa in the smoke, then turned his gaze toward Sasori beside him.
"Senior Sasori, it's settled. Let's continue looking