The one getting brutally beaten by Moriyue was naturally not Hinata. Her personality was far too gentle; even Moriyue could not bear to bully her. He casually tossed her by the roadside. Since he could not get anything from Neji in exchange for her, keeping her around would only let Neji and Shino track him nonstop. It was not worth it.
The one he had been relentlessly beating was Monk Fayi. That old man had quite a few good things on him. The ability he had just displayed—forcefully extracting a Tailed Beast from a Jinchuriki—was already incredibly impressive.
Ordinary people might not understand what that meant. Put it this way: even the Akatsuki Organization, whose goal was to collect Tailed Beasts, had to gather a group of people and use the Nine Phantom Dragon Sealing for days and nights to extract one. Yet this unremarkable monk could do it easily all by himself. If he joined the Akatsuki Organization, the story would probably reach its finale hundreds of episodes early.
"Are you going to talk or not?! Are you going to talk or not?! You old bastard, your mouth's pretty tough!"
Moriyue's unsharpened Katana came in handy now. He used it like an iron club, and it actually felt quite handy to swing around.
"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I'll fucking talk! I'll tell you everything, all right?!"
The voice came from inside the sack. It was still Monk Fayi's voice, but it had lost its former composure, leaving only a trace of pitiful desperation.
In truth, Monk Fayi's combat strength was not particularly high. All his abilities had been devoted to dealing with Tailed Beast Jinchuriki. It could be said that his skill at capturing Tailed Beasts had been raised to the absolute limit, while his other abilities