In the blink of an eye, a large number of paper sheets flew out from Konan's body. They floated through the air, spinning rapidly like thin, sharp blades capable of cutting through anything. Kisame Hoshigaki and Shisui immediately wiped the amused looks from their faces and turned serious.
"Remember what I told you before? These things are useless against me."
Slowly raising his hand, Ronglin walked toward Konan step by step. Konan gave a disdainful snort, but the next second, both her expression and body froze in place. The sheets of paper floating in the air did the same, suspended motionlessly.
What a bizarre ability. Was this the Power of Time?
Black Zetsu's pupils suddenly contracted, and the smile on his face slowly vanished.
Black Zetsu stared intently at Ronglin, wanting to see through this incomparably strange Power of Time.
"Pretty face, nice figure too. Taking you back might let me have two chubby sons."
The corner of Ronglin's mouth lifted slightly. He raised a hand and pinched Konan's fair, smooth chin, his eyes repeatedly sweeping over her body.
"Until this matter is resolved, you should stay put."
Ronglin gave Konan an indifferent glance before shifting his gaze away from her and toward Black Zetsu.
If it had not been for Shisui's matter, Ronglin would not have minded having a chat with Konan. Perhaps they could even deepen certain feelings?
After all, Konan was one of the top ten beauties chosen by Hokage fans. Any man would be interested in a beauty like that.
Naturally, Ronglin was interested in beautiful women, but compared to serious business, women could wait.
"What do we need to do?"
Ronglin could naturally do what Uchiha Madara was capable of doing, but he did not want to waste time fumbling around with this himself. It