But he had not expected the quality of their meals to be so high.
At that moment, Uchiha Madara felt that the Hunter Association truly was an organization that never lacked money. He wondered who exactly was running it behind the scenes.
They traveled along roads rarely used by anyone, perhaps to avoid drawing attention. Aside from the few of them, Uchiha Madara had barely seen anyone else along the way.
That night, a chaotic clamor suddenly arose from ahead.
Kenping Yuelai told everyone to stop, and they all halted.
After waiting for a while, someone came over to report.
"We encountered a trap up ahead. At least fifty people have died," the man said.
"A trap?" Kenping Yuelai subconsciously glanced at Uchiha Madara.
From that single glance, Uchiha Madara knew that Kenping Yuelai had always suspected him. If anything happened in the future, he would probably be the first person Kenping Yuelai suspected.
"You don't need to look at me," Uchiha Madara said. Since the man already suspected him, he no longer needed to be so careful with his words.
"This has nothing to do with me. I'm just an old man—I don't have the ability or the nerve to contend against a force of over four hundred people," Uchiha Madara said.
"I wasn't suspecting you, old sir." Kenping Yuelai smiled at Uchiha Madara after hearing his words.
"I just don't know what happened up ahead. Since you're my strategist, you should naturally help me come up with an idea," Kenping Yuelai said with a smile.
Uchiha Madara thought that Kenping Yuelai had reacted rather quickly. In such a short time, he had turned Madara's words back on him while maintaining such a calm demeanor.
"I don't know what happened up ahead either. I didn't see anything. Even if