"Don't be in such a hurry..."
Genma Shiranui had not fully voiced his question from the front side, but it was clearly an interrogation of his identity, followed by the Third Hokage's imposing shout. Yet the Blood Moon Silver Robe seemed not to care in the slightest, as if even the Hokage was beneath his notice.
At the same time, under that shout from the Hokage, he swept his gaze over the First Training Ground, which had instantly fallen silent. Only then did he turn back toward the Third Hokage atop the gate tower and speak indifferently.
"Hm? What, it seems your village's Taki Chiba isn't here!"
Then, after saying that so casually, he glanced around again and added lightly.
From his posture, it was as if the Genin rookies behind him, poised to take the final stage of the Chunin Exams, the Special Jonin watching him like tigers, and even the two Kage ahead of him did not exist.
He simply spoke to himself without the slightest restraint.
He doesn't take... Konoha and Sunagakure seriously? Hada Ichiba watched that back, the bitterness at the corners of his mouth deepening as his brows furrowed slightly.
The Blood Moon Silver Robe's words were not merely light and dismissive. Even his posture was brimming with contempt. At this moment, Uchiha Nobuhiko, the Blood Moon Silver Robe, stood completely unguarded.
He looked as though he were taking a leisurely stroll through his own courtyard.
Still... Konoha's shinobi really are calm!
However, compared with the Blood Moon Silver Robe's contempt, Hada Ichiba paid more attention to the Konoha shinobi around and behind him—whether it was the experienced Special Jonin Genma Shiranui or the Konoha Genin who had advanced behind them.
Normally, the Blood Moon Silver Robe's actions—this naked contempt for Konoha, treating it like