Believe it or not, I can call two Black Prison Leaders over with one phone call and beat you into a soft cloth ball?

"Sorry. He suddenly lunged at me, and I just reacted on instinct..."

Hearing the admiring gasp from the Customer Representative behind him, the young man gripping Xiao Zi by the throat smiled shyly, then looked innocently at Han, who stood across from him in full readiness.

"Han, be careful."

Inside the Tailed Beast Card, Kokuō twitched its nose and frowned slightly.

"That guy is one of your kind."

"Lao Mu, you're saying he's a knight too?"

At that, Han narrowed his eyes and searched his memory for information on the other knights, only to find that none of them matched the young man before him.

"Bastard, let... let me go."

Xiao Zi, starved of oxygen, had already turned crimson. His arms, which had been struggling moments ago, now hung limply, and sour-smelling white foam seeped from his slurred mouth. He looked as if he was just about ready to pay a visit to the Pure Land.

"Zi!"

Seeing his disciple's aura growing weaker and weaker, Ōnoki no longer had the slightest trace of his earlier smugness on his face. He twisted around and was about to rush over to provide support.

Bang!

Yet the moment he lifted his leg, a cold, gleaming short blade blocked his path.

"You think I don't exist?"

"Move!"

Looking at Kakuzu, who stood in front of him, Ōnoki's gloomy voice was filled with rage.

"Otherwise, Waterfall Country will be next."

"You're welcome anytime."

Kakuzu was not afraid of Ōnoki's threat in the slightest.

Under his wise and mighty leadership, Waterfall Country, which had made its fortune by producing high-quality imitations, could now be said to be rich and powerful, with the faint momentum of catching up to the Five Great Nations.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Ōnoki was so furious at Kakuzu's attitude that smoke seemed ready