With the heavens undergoing such a drastic change, Nianze immediately had nothing to fear. The nasty grin on his face was exactly like a certain someone's.
Although his father had never claimed to be invincible under heaven, in Nianze's eyes, his father was invincible!
You wanted to lay a hand on me in front of my father?
First, see if you'll live long enough to make a move!
"Darui, we've gotten along quite well during this time. I'll give you one word: endure!"
Nianze sneered. "You're ninjas to begin with, aren't you? Endure it, and the sea will be wide and the sky vast. Think more about the future, and about the tens of millions of people in Kumogakure now. Heh, I truly admire you—willing to starve yourselves just to distribute food to the people of the Land of Lightning. Otherwise, how could Kumogakure have fallen to such a state?"
"You don't need to pass judgment on Kumogakure. You may be stronger now, but you can't stay on top forever. Justice lives in people's hearts. One day, someone will stand up and overthrow you!"
With that, Darui strode toward the ox cart.
Nianze curled his lip disdainfully. "What pretty words. In the end, you still have to bow your head. What justice? You want to be a whore and still put up a memorial arch. Disgusting."
The ox cart stopped in front of Darui. The girl pushed open the door and stepped out, then stared at him without blinking.
Naturally, Darui recognized the girl before him. She was Miki, daughter of the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning. Back when she had been sent to Peach Country, Kumogakure ninja had served as her escorts.
"Lord Darui, don't you recognize me? Or did you never think I could still be alive?"