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When enemies met, their eyes burned with hatred. Xiao Zi would never forget how Heiji had openly called him Shorty in front of so many Iwa Ninja.

Now that the other man had fallen into his hands, how could he let such a good chance for revenge slip by?

"How did you get in?"

The Amegakure Jonin carrying Heiji braced himself against the ground with one hand. He lowered his head to glance at the wound on his foot, a flicker of shock passing through his eyes.

Damn it. They had been fighting fiercely outside, yet their home had been raided.

"I have no need to answer a dead man's question."

Xiao Zi flexed his wrist, his eyes brimming with the pleasure of imminent vengeance.

"I won't let you hurt Lord Heiji."

Seeing there was no escape in any direction, the Amegakure Jonin steeled himself. As he drew the long sword at his waist, he secretly glanced toward the distant rain ninja headquarters, hoping the comrades there would notice the disturbance.

"You?"

The rain ninja before him was indeed admirable in his courage. Though Xiao Zi was his enemy, he held the man in the slightest bit of respect. But war was like this; it would not change because of an individual's will.

Too lazy even to activate Lava Release Chakra Mode, Xiao Zi vanished in a Body Flicker. The rain ninja raising his sword only saw a blur before a fist carrying terrifying wind pressure appeared less than ten centimeters from his eyes.

Startled, he immediately raised his sword to block, barely receiving Xiao Zi's punch. But before he could catch his breath, the irregular cracks spreading across the polished blade made his scalp tingle.

Crack. Crack!

In the end, the Fine Steel long sword could not withstand Xiao