"Wh-why? Why didn't you explode?"
Supported by his men, Goyōen shakily rose to his feet, clutching his crotch soaked in egg yolk. As he stared at the lively Long before him, his voice had already become shrill with disbelief.
"Who knows? Anyway, after soaking in the hot spring, I was fully revived."
Long wiped his hands in disgust. He was suddenly glad he had not eaten yet, or the sticky mess on his fists would have made him throw up.
"Damn it!"
Goyōen gritted his teeth, his face dark and sinister. Just as he had expected, the Blood Pool Hot Spring in Hell Valley was the clan's inherited treasure. He had to have it.
"Get them! There are only a few of them. Even if we wear them down, we can still kill them!"
"Yes!"
The Chinoike Clan Members who had followed him drew their brand-new Ninja Swords. Their eyes gradually glowed a vivid crimson.
"This time, I won't show any mercy."
He turned his head from side to side, signaling to the few clan members behind him who could still fight. Long was the first to leap forward, raising his iron fists.
"Kill!"
The instant the two groups collided in the narrow pass, hot blood splattered across the smooth cliff walls. Deafening roars were amplified severalfold by the unusual terrain and, in an instant, echoed throughout Hell Valley.
Inside the banquet hall,
"Drip!"
Xiao Meng, who was pouring tea for Uchiha Gin, trembled when she heard the sudden sounds of slaughter. Her hand holding the water bottle shook, spilling scalding tea all over Uchiha Gin's crotch.
"Ah!"
Fortunately, Lao Yin was thick-skinned and tough. That level of heat could not hurt him, though his newly changed yukata had suffered.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Realizing her mistake, Xiao Meng hurriedly