"A bunch of useless trash. You couldn't even handle a few kids."
The thick-browed man tossed aside the corpse in his hand and looked at the Cloud Ninja bodies sprawled across the ground, his expression exceptionally displeased.
They had still gone soft. In the ninja profession, even three days without training could make one rusty. That was not to mention top-tier experts; for ordinary chunin and genin like these, if they went too long without training, their strength would decline drastically.
But there was nothing to be done about it. To preserve their secrecy, spies generally did not train unless they happened to work in a related field, lest they expose their identities. As a result, their skills inevitably deteriorated.
"Minato, Otoha, run! They're after me!" Kushina shouted, terror filling her eyes. With every step the thick-browed man took, his presence grew stronger. When it reached its peak, it filled her with bone-deep fear.
His killing intent was so dense it seemed capable of wringing blood from the air.
Of everyone she had met besides Konoha's White Fang and the Third Hokage, only Orochimaru could compare to the man before her in terms of killing intent alone.
The intensity of one's killing intent could not determine one's strength, but this man had undoubtedly killed countless people.
Minato and Otoha were absolutely no match for him.
"This young master won't run! There are no cowards in the Uchiha Clan!" Otoha roared, wildly swinging his long blade, wishing he could hack these Cloud Ninja savages into pieces.
"Even if we wanted to leave, we couldn't get away."
Minato steadied himself, gripped his bloodstained kunai, and charged forward again to engage three Cloud Ninja.
The thick-browed man merely glanced at the two of them without concern. His gaze settled on Ninomiya Hao, who