Tch! What did I want?
What could I do in a situation like this? Watching Minato Namikaze's expression grow increasingly grim, the cold sneer on Uchiha Nobuhiko's face would likely have turned into a bitter smile if he had not forced himself to hold it.
What a joke!
How could he possibly know how to answer that question?
If he had known, he would not have repeatedly emphasized and made them confirm the matter of their limbs just now.
He had done all of that deliberately!
He had deliberately slowed the pace, making them confirm it again and again.
All to buy time!
Time to think of an excuse that would make them stay after they discovered what he had done to their limbs! That was right!
In truth, he had not thought of any condition that could keep these people here once they discovered his handiwork.
He was not some freak like Taki Chiba or Hyuga Yukina, with who knew how many twists in their brains. How could he possibly come up with perfect wording in ten or twenty minutes—words that would make them stay without giving them any thought of fleeing?
Even now, he could not think of suitable wording.
Although Taki Chiba was now in his grasp and the other side had lost the initiative, with the initiative now in his hands—
That initiative rested on the premise that they still wanted to preserve Taki Chiba's life. If they resolved to abandon Taki Chiba, then with Flying Thunder God at their disposal, they could completely turn all his efforts into nothing.
Therefore, the condition for keeping them here could not be more valuable than Taki Chiba's life. It also had to give them hope, make them believe they could save Taki Chiba and leave safely.
Only then