"Who's there?!"
The strange voice above his head gave Han quite a scare. He had clearly inspected the area carefully after landing; there was nothing but rocks all around, and Kokuō had not warned him that anyone was approaching. Just who was the owner of this voice?
"Don't panic, Han."
Hearing Kokuō's calm, confident reassurance in his mind, Han relaxed. Apparently, this was not some formidable enemy. Yet the other party's next words nearly made him lose it.
"Be a good boy and squat down with your hands on your head. Save yourself a pointless beating."
"Huh?"
Having fulfilled its duty to warn him, the Five-Tails directly curled up in a corner of the Tailed Beast Card space and switched on Do Not Disturb mode. No matter how Han called out, it was useless.
"Damn it! You actually cut off my connection with Lao Mu. Just who the hell are you?"
But in Han's eyes, Kokuō's sudden silence had undoubtedly been caused by some underhanded method used by the person above.
"Knights these days have no manners at all."
In midair, Uchiha Gin, transformed into a black-and-white snakeskin monster, sighed and shook his head. He slowly stepped out of a Teleportation Gate as deep as a black hole and looked down at Han, who was barking helplessly.
"Did Flying Little Potato never teach you how to greet your seniors?"
"You are...?"
The moment Han saw the unfamiliar Knight, alarm bells began ringing in his mind. The newcomer's appearance and bearing marked him as trouble at a glance. Moreover, from the way he spoke, he seemed to be an old acquaintance of Lord Tsuchikage.
Under the pressure of Uchiha Gin's unfathomable aura, Han's mind raced as old memories flashed through it like a revolving lantern.
"The First Generation Kamen Rider?"
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