Visiting

Tobirama Senju was actually holding on by sheer force, his injuries were severe, and he was only being kept going by a final surge of chakra.

Normally, with his remaining chakra, he could handle the current situation, but he had encountered an abnormal one.

Dizzy and disoriented, he instinctively looked down at the wound on his abdomen. Had he miscalculated the severity of this injury earlier?

"I've lost too much blood... No, it's not that, it's... my chakra..."

His weakness was certainly related to blood loss, but the main problem was that he shouldn't have gotten so close to Yuzhen.

It was precisely because he had been "controlled" by Tobirama Senju that they were able to get close. Yuzhen had then found an opportunity to extract the other's chakra.

Continuous combat, relentless pursuit, and bleeding had put Tobirama Senju in a terrible state, his senses slightly dulled.

This was a fatal mistake. The lack of remaining chakra made him unable to react in time. After losing what little chakra he had left, it would be difficult for him to maintain his condition.

He had been holding on, and now he just couldn't anymore.

With a clatter, the long sword he couldn't hold any longer fell to the ground.

Yuzhen easily broke free from Tobirama Senju's control. He slowly straightened his body, then turned around and pressed his hand against the staggering "Second Hokage."

"You were too careless. Fortunately, I'm a good person, so I won't hurt you. But I know you're proud and tend to think the worst, so... you don't have to die, but you owe me your life."

Before he could finish speaking, Tobirama Senju had already started to roll his eyes.

So Yuzhen released the hand holding Tobirama Senju's shoulder, and the latter slowly collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.

See, theoretically, this is the moment when Tobirama Senju would be most receptive to reason.

"Someone come, carry him over there and treat his wound," Yuzhen said.

Two ninjas walked over. They carefully carried Tobirama Senju to a nearby makeshift shelter, handling him gently and placing him on a simple wooden plank bed...

They clearly treated him like some kind of precious, fragile item.

Well, to them, a Senju was indeed rare.

Next, the two cooperated to remove Tobirama Senju's armor and clothes, and began to examine his wounds, carefully cleaning and bandaging them.

Frankly, without professional medical ninjas, the help provided by the camp for the wounded was very limited. However, if the injured party was Tobirama Senju, then simple hemostasis would suffice. At this point, one could fully trust the vitality and recovery power of the Senju Clan.

"This is the Senju Clan. Is it real? I've never seen a living one before."

"Whoa, so pale..."

"Yeah, pale."

"Huh, little acorn."

Huh? Is your conversation a bit strange? Yuzhen couldn't bear to listen and moved as far away from them as possible.

Hayasaka Ryunosuke followed him and said, "Captain, I didn't expect your technique to actually work on a Senju ninja."

Yuzhen wasn't particularly proud. He said truthfully, "It was a matter of being prepared and the other party being in a terrible state... This kind of technique only works the first time it's used."

Over the past few days, the changes in Yuzhen had been obvious, and everyone could notice them. However, regarding matters related to personal strength, they couldn't ask directly.

Regardless, Yuzhen's increased strength was a good thing for everyone.

Ryunosuke nodded and asked again, "But Captain, is he really a ninja from the Senju Clan?"

Yuzhen thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth. "Definitely. And... if I remember correctly, this ninja's name is Tobirama Senju, the second son of the current Clan Leader of the Senju."

"Senju... the Clan Leader's son?" Hayasaka Ryunosuke's expression immediately changed. "Captain, how do you know him?"

Yuzhen couldn't imagine having any contact with the Senju Clan.

Faced with such a question, he simply shook his head and did not answer.

Questions asked from the bottom up couldn't demand detailed explanations from the top down. Some things, whether Yuzhen explained them or not, depended entirely on his will.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ryunosuke indeed had no intention of prying further.

"Captain, is there any way we can use this son of the Clan Leader to further our relationship with the Senju Clan?" Ryunosuke immediately began to consider possibilities.

He had to admit his mind was quite agile. Upon hearing Tobirama Senju's identity, he immediately started thinking about "leeching off them."

"Don't think of things too simply. Tobirama Senju at this age can't decide anything for the Senju Clan," Yuzhen continued to shake his head. It wasn't that easy to profit from a major ninja clan.

Seeing the other party looking like he had something to say, Yuzhen asked, "What are your thoughts?"

"Let me think... Hmm, how about a marriage alliance?" Ryunosuke cautiously proposed.

"..."

Yuzhen had actually prepared himself to hear a bad idea, but he hadn't expected the idea to be this bad.

"Ryunosuke, the only woman in our camp is Granny Takamatsu."

Sister Takamatsu was already over forty years old. A forty-year-old woman certainly had the right to pursue love, but having the right to pursue love didn't give her the right to commit a crime.

Tobirama Senju was exactly fourteen years old. The age difference seemed a bit... unsuitable.

Ryunosuke's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Sister Takamatsu, who was searching for bandages in the camp, and he couldn't help but wonder if the Senju kid had a mother complex.

Yuzhen stopped paying attention to his subordinate, who was pretending to be profound. He turned around and shouted to everyone:

"Does anyone want to experience the chakra of the Senju Clan?"

The next day, rain began to fall at dawn and showed no signs of stopping.

Tobirama Senju, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up. He sat bolt upright, instinctively reaching for his weapon.

Naturally, his hand found nothing. The violent movement pulled at his wounds, and the intense pain in his ribs and abdomen made him gasp, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

The pattering of the rain reached his ears. A cool breeze blew, and his mind cleared considerably.

Looking around, he found himself lying under a makeshift shelter with open sides. He was covered only by a thin, worn blanket. Lifting the blanket, he saw he was only wearing pants, and the bandages wrapped around his injured upper body were visible.

His forehead protector, ninja tool pouch, and clothes were neatly folded on a wooden stake to his right. His long sword lay beside the stake.

Memories of yesterday flooded his mind, hazy and indistinct. He began to understand what had happened to him.

Unfortunately, he had fallen into the hands of unknown ninja. Fortunately, he didn't know that he had been treated like a rare animal yesterday, put on display for everyone to examine closely.

"Oh, you're awake."

Sensing movement, Yuzhen immediately appeared. He was still carrying the large scroll from yesterday on his back.

This was no coincidence. In fact, he had been monitoring the area and was able to appear the moment the other person woke up.

It could only be said that Tobirama Senju was still too young and naive. A mature Tobirama Senju would have definitely continued to feign unconsciousness upon waking.

Or he would have discreetly assessed his situation, or perhaps pretended to be harmless and seized the opportunity to ambush the person controlling the camp.

Although he would one day evolve into an old fox, the current Tobirama Senju was just a young pup with a less complicated mind.