Kazekage Rasa

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Temari kept pulling Yang Xing toward the door.

“Gaara refuses to come back, and he won’t rest either. You’re the only one who can talk him into it,” she explained as she dragged him outside.

Yang Xing had not expected Gaara to refuse to return. His interest was piqued. “Oh? He won’t come back?”

“Just come and see. He won’t listen to anything I say.”

When it came to Gaara, Temari was truly helpless. Unlike Yang Xing, she lacked the ability to force the One-Tail to retreat.

That was the frustration of being Gaara’s older sister.

And she knew perfectly well that Yang Xing was the only person who could help her now.

After sunset, Temari brought Yang Xing to where Gaara was training.

Perhaps too few birds remained in the canyon, because Gaara had moved elsewhere to continue practicing catching them. Unfortunately, aside from the corpses scattered across the ground, there was no sign of improvement.

Gaara clearly still could not control his strength. By now it was nearly midnight, and not a single bird flew overhead.

Faced with this predicament, he could only stare intently at the sky and wait in silence.

He stood as motionless as a statue.

That was the scene Yang Xing saw from a short distance away.

Watching Gaara, Temari could not help turning to Yang Xing. “Hey, can’t you just tell him to stop? Gaara is still a child, after all. He’s never had any proper training. There’s no way he can learn to control his strength in a single day.”

“Why not?” Yang Xing turned to her and asked quietly.

“Why not? Isn’t it obvious?” Temari said earnestly, gritting her teeth. “We spend years training in