As the saying went, even in a violent storm, there were always ninjas willing to "do their duty" and give everything to fight for Kikyo Castle.
However, just as he approached Yuzhen, Yuzhen suddenly twisted around on one leg, swung his waist, raised his right leg high, and brought it crashing down diagonally onto the attacker's neck.
Bam!
White steam drifted from Yuzhen's body and quickly dispersed across the empty street, while the attacker's head was stomped into the ground beneath his foot.
Yuzhen frowned. This ninja's strength was utterly ordinary, and he had only plundered a negligible amount of chakra.
"Trying to get lucky? Hm, I understand. Everyone wants to improve."
Yuzhen knew that, with his current appearance—looking like he would drop dead after taking a single breath—he was quite attractive to a certain kind of person.
Risk it, and a bicycle might turn into a motorcycle. There were always people who couldn't resist that temptation.
He could hardly be bothered to spare the corpse another glance. Instead, he said to Date Kamaya in an increasingly gentle tone, "Lead the way."
Date Kamaya's body jolted violently. The ninja's death had made him even more aware of his current situation. Having been splattered with blood, he could even force his scream back down his throat.
Then, like a rabbit, he suddenly darted off in one direction.
"T-this... this way, Lord Daimyo."
Hm? Why had he started speaking backward?
Yuzhen couldn't understand the man's panicked reaction. As his chakra was depleted, his body grew weaker and weaker. To conserve his strength, wouldn't it make sense for his voice to grow quieter?
Date Kamaya hurried along, terrified that if he slowed down even for a moment, he would end up with his brains blown apart.
In just over ten minutes, he brought