"Tell me loudly, why?! You're a ninja. You know your mission—so what the hell did you do?!"
Inside the tent, Ronglin looked down at Mei Terumi, who stood with her head lowered in silence.
"Is your Kekkei Genkai just for show? Did you need to worry about Kisame Hoshigaki getting hurt? If you don't even have the courage to make a move, then why are you still a ninja? Go back, get married, and become a housewife instead!!!"
Ronglin's words were harsh, each one like a sharp blade slicing viciously across Mei Terumi's heart.
Mei Terumi's eyes widened. She could hardly believe Ronglin would scold her like this.
This was no longer simple reprimanding. He was humiliating her.
"What, you don't agree?"
Ronglin reached out and pinched Mei Terumi's chin, lifting her head and forcing her to meet his eyes. He sneered.
"If you're upset or unwilling to accept it, then curse me. As long as you can do it—so long as you dare!!!"
"I-I'm sorry. I won't do it again."
Mei Terumi's eyes reddened as she answered nervously.
"What the hell is an apology good for?!"
Ronglin swore and roared.
"Remember what I said. Burn it into your heart!!! I had Kisame Hoshigaki spar with the three of you so that you could improve your strength as quickly as possible. Not so you could worry about this and worry about that. If he can't even withstand that little attack, then he deserves to get hurt!!!"
"Do you remember that?!"
"I remember!!"
Mei Terumi was on the verge of tears, but she could only hold them back and answer loudly.
"Don't disappoint me."
Still gripping Mei Terumi's chin, Ronglin gradually increased his strength.
It was not that he did not know how to be gentle with women. Mei Terumi simply