Madara Uchiha slung his war fan across his back and wore armor, his long hair hanging loosely behind him. With his arms folded, he gave Lin Qing a slight nod in greeting.
Nearby, staff members carried box after box of supplies into Lin Qing's Ghost Room.
From basic food, drinking water, and gold, to healing potions, Explosive Tags, ninjutsu scrolls, and even hazmat suits and space suits for extreme situations.
If the Ghost Room had not been so small, they would have wanted to stuff a Star-Destroying Cannon inside. If they really encountered Dio, Lin Qing could blast him to death from eight hundred miles away with a single shot.
When heading out, naturally, the more you brought, the better.
The Ghost Room was packed to the brim, and Samui, who was in charge of supplies, had no choice but to stop.
Golden light still poured from the rift in the earth. Lin Qing, Madara Uchiha, and Hot Pants stepped into the golden glow and waved farewell to everyone.
The next moment, the golden light swallowed their figures. When it faded, they were already gone.
Xiaotao had rushed over from Kirigakure after hearing the news. Unconcealed worry filled her eyes as she softly asked:
"Brother Qing... he'll come back, right?"
She naturally had faith in Lin Qing.
But words like "he's gone to another world" always made people think of unpleasant things.
"He definitely will."
Mei Terumi spoke softly. Standing behind Xiaotao, she placed a hand on her shoulder. "We agreed on it. He owes me one."
Unlike the imagined form of travel where one simply opened and closed one's eyes before arriving at the destination.
Lin Qing and the other two were wrapped in a mass of golden light as they traveled through a void filled with mist.