Anko had always believed that the Rain Ninja she had seen in the village was undoubtedly Orochimaru!
Whether it was the Rain Ninja or Kushinadahime, they were merely identities Lord Orochimaru had disguised himself as.
But why were there now two Lord Orochimarus?
Was it the Clone Technique...?
Anko's gaze moved back and forth between Kushinadahime and Byakuryu, and she found that their expressions and temperaments were completely different.
Byakuryu looked refined, thin, and weak, with a ponytail. When Anko first saw him, she had thought she had mistaken him for someone else. But now, an eerie smile hung on his face, and his eyes were like those of a venomous snake. One glance was enough to tell that he was no good person!
As for Kushinadahime, aside from her breathtaking beauty, her entire bearing gave off a delicate and frail impression. Other than Anko, no one could possibly connect such a beautiful, fragile woman with the infamous Orochimaru.
It didn't seem like the Clone Technique!
Anko took two steps back to the side, allowing both of them to remain within her field of vision.
"Who... are you?!"
Byakuryu rose from the lavish bed and walked toward Anko.
"What, you don't even recognize me?" A smile curled at his lips.
"Anko, you truly disappoint me."
That tone and demeanor—aside from his face looking different—this person was exactly like the Orochimaru Anko remembered.
"Lord Orochimaru..."
She turned her gaze toward Kushinadahime again. She did not understand why this woman gave her the same feeling.
Byakuryu walked up to Anko, reached out, and gently rubbed her hair. "Good child."
Anko's expression became dazed. This feeling could not be wrong. Orochimaru had often treated her this intimately in the past, like a father treating his daughter.
"Let me explain." Byakuryu said.
"Back when