Siege

Ye Lan narrowed his eyes. "So, according to you, I have no choice but to go tonight?"

The masked man said, "If that's how you insist on understanding it, there's nothing I can do."

Ye Lan merely smiled and said slowly, "If you want to take me away, that'll depend on whether you have the ability!"

As he spoke, Ye Lan leaped up and jumped out through the window.

Seeing that the situation had gone wrong, the two masked men immediately followed. Ye Lan ignored them and kept running forward. Slowly, the two masked men realized that even working together, they could not keep up with him.

Ye Lan grew faster and faster, vanishing from before their eyes in the blink of an eye. Even when the masked men went all out, they could only catch a distant glimpse of his shadow.

Before long, Ye Lan had somehow run back to the forest he had visited earlier that day.

After arriving, Ye Lan gradually slowed to a stop. The masked men also slowed down, then quickly rushed up before him. One of them said, "We might as well tell you. Lord Danzo saw that you had potential and took notice of the abilities you displayed in the Interrogation Department today. That's why he sent the two of us to invite you to the Anbu for a talk."

"If you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, then don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll cripple you before taking you to the Anbu."

Ye Lan's heart tightened. So this is the Anbu?

He had long heard that the Anbu specialized in gathering intelligence and acting through underhanded means. Now that he saw them in person, they truly lived up to their reputation!

The two masked men said nothing, but Chakra energy flickered faintly around their hands.

Then one masked man looked at the other and said, "Stop wasting words on him. Hurry up and take him to Lord Danzo. I didn't expect this brat to be so stubborn. We tried persuading him nicely, but he remained utterly obstinate. Since that's the case, we'll have to take him away by force. You take the left, I'll take the right. We'll attack at the same time. I refuse to believe this brat can escape."

The other masked man nodded, and the two said together, "Go!"

Without caring whether Ye Lan made a move, the two masked men instantly rushed before him. One from the left and one from the right, they charged at him in a pincer attack.

Close-quarters combat was not Ye Lan's strength, so he had no other option in the short term. He could only quickly widen the distance between them.

Then he swiftly copied their footwork and positioning, quickly learning all of their Ninjutsu techniques and methods for increasing speed.

For example, Instant Transmission.

Ye Lan quickly memorized the method for Instant Transmission, then tried engaging them in close combat for a while.

At first, the two masked men held a steady advantage. But gradually, they felt as though they were fighting themselves. Whether it was their attack methods or their Ninjutsu, everything was exactly the same as their own.

Moreover, the two of them, who had originally held the upper hand, gradually began to feel strained, as though the person before them was neither Ye Lan nor their enemy.

Rather, he was like a shadow of themselves, several times stronger than they were!

No matter how they exerted their strength, they could not control the person before them.

It felt as though their punches were landing on cotton, leaving them deeply frustrated.

"Hey, I refuse to believe it!"

One of the masked men said unwillingly, and the speed of his attacks grew faster and faster.

But what he had not expected was that the faster he attacked, the faster Ye Lan defended. Moreover, Ye Lan kept counterattacking as he defended, making him feel increasingly miserable.