When Hanfu left home, it was around eight in the evening. The full moon hung in the night sky like a jade plate, radiating a gentle silver glow.
Bathed in moonlight, Hanfu headed straight for the Commercial Street a few hundred meters away.
The bathhouse, little gambling dens, clothing shops, and barbecue restaurants were bustling with customers. By comparison, business at the Gekko Clan's Gekko Izakaya was a little slow. But since dinner time had already passed, that was understandable.
Hanfu walked along the lively street, glancing around from time to time as he discreetly looked for Collection Targets.
Oily old guy... pass.
Overdressed middle-aged lady... pass, pass.
Granny... too old, pass!
That young man looks unfriendly. He probably won't be easy to trick. Pass.
Hanfu walked half a street and still hadn't found a single suitable target.
Just then, a burst of heated arguing came from a nearby shop. Hanfu followed the noise, and his eyes lit up!
The shop was none other than the only Ninja Tool Shop on the Commercial Street.
And anyone who could afford to shop at a Ninja Tool Shop had to be a ninja!
If they were ninjas, they were perfect for harvesting!
Hanfu charged inside, putting on an intimidating front.
As soon as he entered the shop, the argument became crystal clear.
Hanfu took a quick glance and saw two teenagers, around fifteen or sixteen, angrily arguing with the shopkeeper.
He discreetly walked over to one side, pretending to browse the ninja tools while secretly listening in.
After a while, Hanfu figured out what had happened.
The two young ninja were going on a mission tomorrow, so they had come to buy ninja tools and upgrade their gear. After an exhaustive search, they had finally found some tools they liked, but they