For a murder ambush to take place on a busy street without alerting the Anbu or the Hokage, it would have been impossible without the Konoha High Command turning a blind eye.
If anyone claimed the Konoha High Command had nothing to do with it, nobody would believe them.
When Chen's consciousness sank into the world of illusion once more, he was surprised to find the Man in Black screaming frantically.
"Is anyone there? Is anybody here?"
Chen let out a dry laugh. So he really thought this was the underworld?
It was no wonder he thought that. After all, he had watched himself get decapitated before arriving in this world. People here believed that souls existed, and many clans even had ninjutsu connected to the human soul.
Take Konoha, for instance. Both the Kato Clan and the Yamanaka Clan had inherited ninjutsu tied to the soul. They had long since proven through their actions that people had souls.
He might have seemed utterly pathetic, but that was human nature. Once someone grew accustomed to having power, losing it all in an instant could drive them to the brink and make them do all sorts of incomprehensible things.
It was like how so many people in the modern world chose to jump to their deaths after failed investments or business ventures. It was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to go from luxury back to frugality. They had grown used to controlling vast sums of money, and the thought of suddenly being left penniless could drive them mad.
What was a failed investment, anyway? At least they were still alive. There would always be a chance to make a comeback. But they didn't see it that way. Rather than start from scratch and try again, they would