Ebizo said, "Are you sure, Kankuro?"
Kankuro nodded, then lowered his head. "Yeah... That person called himself Sasori of the Red Sand..."
Chiyo and Ebizo fell silent. It seemed there was no mistake—Sasori of the Red Sand was her grandson.
"Lord Chen Fan, there are scraps of their clothing inside my Crow. We can find them by tracking Gaara's scent as well. I beg you, please save my brother." Kankuro looked at Chen Fan pleadingly. Everyone acknowledged Chen Fan's immense strength. Gaara was his brother; Temari and Gaara were the only true family he had left. He did not want to see either of them come to harm, even if it cost him his life. But when he had risked his life to fight Sasori, he had been utterly defeated. He was still too weak.
"I'll bring him back. Otherwise, our allied nation really will become a joke to others." Chen Fan patted Kankuro on the shoulder.
Absolute Strong
Naturally, Chiyo knew those words were meant for her. It was because she had previously said that the people Konoha had sent were all small fry. She was the one who had treated this so-called allied nation as a joke.
But Chen Fan had just saved Kankuro, and he had defeated Orochimaru, one of the legendary Sannin. A great reputation was not without merit; Chen Fan truly possessed formidable strength. On top of that, he had brought the Mizukage, the leader of a nation that had only just become their ally. Though there were few of them, every one was among the strongest. What the Hidden Sand Village lacked most were top-tier ninja, so even Chiyo had nothing more to say.
"Let's do as Kankuro said. Just send a tracking-type ninja to lead us in pursuit of Akatsuki," Chen Fan said.