"This damn place sure gets a lot of rain."
"Lao Liu? Lao Liu? Respond!"
Near the office building, on the roof of a residential building, another mysterious figure lay concealed.
He carefully crouched by the edge of the eaves, seeming to blend into the surrounding environment.
His hands formed a strange seal before his chest, his lips moving faintly.
To avoid being discovered, he used a piece of black cloth to conceal himself.
The black cloth effectively hid his presence, and through a gap in it, he kept a close watch on every movement down on the street below.
"What's going on?"
The figure couldn't help muttering, his expression visibly growing anxious.
A vague sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
He and Lao Liu had been partners for years. Lao Liu would use his stealth techniques to infiltrate, while he stayed outside as lookout with his exceptional sensory abilities. They had never failed once all these years.
But since a moment ago, no matter how many messages he sent through his secret technique, he received no response.
He had long heard that the Land of Rain was easy to enter but impossible to leave. Had something really happened?
Just as he was about to abandon his companion inside the office building and flee—
Tap—
Footsteps that made his hair stand on end suddenly sounded behind him—the sound of ninja boots stepping on wooden boards.
Whoosh!
Without the slightest hesitation, the man spun around, pulled out a kunai, and hurled it.
At the same time, he sprang up, intending to escape at once.
As a bounty hunter ninja who lived with his life on the line, strength was often not the main reason one survived for long. Decisiveness and cowardice were the keys.
But the opponent he faced possessed absolute