"Gentlemen, what brings you from afar?"
As soon as they entered, before the two could even sit down, the old man opposite them began asking questions.
Ignoring Hoshikage's question, Hidan sat down directly in front of him, slamming his large scythe on the tea table without any hesitation.
"You are Hoshikage?"
Orochimaru knew Hidan's personality and didn't care about his arrogant and domineering style. The two of them had come to confront Hidan, and they were facing a small ninja village.
He did not sit down, but instead stood quietly behind the other party like a bodyguard.
This scene instantly tensed up the ninjas present, and several of them had already placed their hands on the Ninja Tool Pouch at their waists.
"How dare you speak to Hoshikage like that! Believe me, you won't leave this house alive!"
The extra immediately stepped forward, and the ninjas who were already itching to join in also surrounded him.
It seemed as if as soon as Hoshikage smashed the cup, these axemen would rush up and tear the two of them to pieces.
Seeing that the two people in front of them not only remained calm in the face of more than twenty ninjas, but also had a slight upturn at the corners of their mouths.
When the old man met Hidan's ambiguous smile, he suddenly had a strange feeling.
That suppressed gleam of excitement seemed to be telling him, "Hurry up and do it! If you're a brother, come and chop me down..."
After a moment of silence, the old man did not choose to act immediately, but instead waved his hand, signaling everyone to step back.
"I am Hoshikage from Hoshikage Village. Now you may state your purpose!"
He had originally planned to give the two of them a hard time, but who knew they would be so audacious and ask about his identity when he already knew the answer? Wasn't his bamboo hat obvious enough?
That one is almost identical to those from the major ninja villages; apart from the different characters on it, it's practically a one-to-one replica.
The other party clearly didn't take him seriously! Thinking of this, the old man's gaze sharpened, and he stared intently at Hidan.
If the other party cannot explain their purpose in a way that convinces him, he doesn't mind using his strength to bully the weak and the many to keep them here permanently.
"Tch... Don't look at me like that. We're here to settle scores with you. I really don't know where you get your confidence!"
Facing the old man's piercing gaze, Hidan calmly explained his purpose.
"Oh? Settle accounts? Our Hoshikage Village is located in a remote area and rarely interferes in the affairs of other countries, let alone have any conflict of interest with you. Are you mistaken?"
Upon hearing Hidan's words, the old man's face immediately showed a puzzled expression, and his eyes looked somewhat blank.
However, the extra behind them changed his expression slightly upon hearing this, and his heart skipped a beat.
Hidan wasn't buying it. Since he wouldn't admit it, he'd just have to tear off the last veil of pretense.
"You're putting on quite a show! Your Hoshikage Village ninjas attacked our caravan for no reason and killed many of our people. Don't tell me it wasn't you!"
After saying Hidan slammed his fist on the table and stood up. They've come to his door and he still won't admit it. Do they really think he's weak and easy to bully?
The atmosphere in the room immediately became tense again, especially since the extra couldn't hold back and pulled out a knife.
"Hmph! Others may not know, but as the Shadow of Hoshikage Village, don't tell me you know nothing about this!"
Ignoring the ninjas who surrounded him again, Hidan took out five or six Forehead Protector from his pocket and threw them directly in front of the old man.
These were left behind by Hoshikage Ninjas who died on the spot, some of which were still stained with dried blood.
Although caravans frequently traveled out of the Northern Lands, they were almost always escorted by ninjas. One ninja squad from the Northern Lands was completely wiped out, but a few of the opposing ninjas were spared.
The group of Hoshikage Ninjas in the room thought a fight was about to break out, but they were all stunned when they saw the familiar Forehead Protector on the table.
"This... it really is our village's ninja Forehead Protector..."
"That can't be right, I haven't heard of any ninjas going out on missions recently!"
"Could it be fake? Maybe the other person bought it at a two-dollar store..."
The surrounding ninjas began to stir, whispering and discussing various things.
Just then, the minor character whom Orochimaru vaguely remembered stepped forward again and reprimanded him:
"Hmph! Our village's ninjas haven't gone out on missions in ages. What does this ninja Forehead Protector prove? I think you're deliberately here to cause trouble. Brothers, kill them!"
Before he finished speaking, he led the way forward, and several ninjas behind him also moved. Some ninjas who were still confused about the situation also instinctively moved forward.
It seems this guy has some prestige and is quite good at inciting people.
Orochimaru and Hidan remained unmoved by the group that had already moved in front of them.
This time, Hoshikage Hidan. The two were less than two meters apart, and Hidan would show him what it meant for Death God to come if the other's expression changed.
As for the threats behind him, he didn't need to worry about them at all.
At this moment, the extra had already arrived three meters behind Orochimaru, and was about to raise his long sword.
"Wait! Who gave you permission to act rashly? Get out of the way!"
The old man, realizing what was happening, immediately stood up and glared at the ninjas who had stepped forward. The ninjas immediately stopped moving forward.
The extra could only grit his teeth and reluctantly put away his long sword.
"I think there must be some misunderstanding! I really didn't know about this!"
The people in the room clearly felt that the old man's tone had become much weaker, and the doubt on their faces not only did not disappear, but became even stronger.
Seeing that the other person's brows were almost furrowed, which didn't seem fake, and that his tone had softened, Hidan sat down again.
"We didn't come all this way to this godforsaken place to fool you. The people there are definitely ninjas from your village, that's a fact!"
The old man sat back down and picked up the Forehead Protector in front of him to examine it carefully.
The Forehead Protector of the ninjas from the same village may look the same, but there are subtle differences. The most obvious difference is that each Forehead Protector has a number engraved on the back.
These numbers correspond to specific ninjas. These numbers are determined when a ninja graduates from the Ninja Academy. Even if a ninja is blown to bits on the battlefield, as long as their Forehead Protector is still intact, the identity of the deceased can be known.
"Please give me some time. If it was indeed done by ninjas from our village, I will definitely give your village an explanation!"
The old man still had some sense of responsibility; his tone conveyed a resolute tone.
Although Hoshikage is located in a remote corner, as the shadow of the village, Da Xiao knows more about the outside world than the villagers do.
This newly risen ninja village in the Northern Lands is not to be trifled with. It not only annexed the surrounding small ninja villages, but also unified the surrounding small countries in one fell swoop.
Although it's unclear whether their specific strength can compare to the Five Great Ninja Villages, they are certainly not comparable to a small ninja village like theirs.
"Hmph! We're all in this together, if you're wrong you have to admit it, and if you're going to get hit you you have to stand up straight!"
Hidan, not one to back down, slammed his fist on the table and sprayed the old man's face with water. Even so, the old man didn't dare to retaliate. This is the tragedy of being from a small ninja village.