"Lord Kazekage, what happened to make you so happy?"
Pakura set a cup of tea beside Yunqing and asked curiously.
She was puzzled. The section Yunqing was reading was about the refugees; logically, it should have been full of headaches. How could he still be smiling?
As a secretary professionally skilled at playing along, she felt it necessary to show some concern.
Yunqing casually tossed the intelligence report containing Leikai's information to Pakura and let her read it herself.
Pakura took it and began reading at once.
"Is this guy a lunatic? Someone can actually keep reading that stuff?"
Pakura complained.
She had read that crappy Ideological and Political Program of Sunagakure. After finishing it, she had only one impression: This was poison.
From beginning to end, inside and out, the entire book radiated those three words: This was poison.
"Heh heh, that's what makes it interesting. But don't worry. In a few days, accurate information will arrive.
For now, all we can say is that the world is vast and full of wonders. There are all kinds of oddballs—there's only what we can't imagine, not what we can't encounter."
An unreadable light flickered in Yunqing's eyes.
And Yunqing was not wrong when he said they would know in a few days.
Various spies had been discovered one after another at the places where the refugees worked, so they naturally needed to send someone important there.
More importantly, that important person needed to be sufficiently wise.
Suke was important enough, but not wise enough.
At present, only Ebizo was suited for this job.
Yunqing could do it too, but he could not move around recklessly. That left only Ebizo.
Ebizo was fairly strong. Unless a Kage-level opponent ambushed him, he could hold out until reinforcements arrived.
"These are troubled times.