"How did this happen?" Old Hai murmured in disbelief. His gaze was vacant as he stared at the oasis, now reduced to ruins.
The ground was littered with victims, casualties, shuriken, tachi, and corpses...
Chiyo, looking exhausted, knelt on one knee, sweat dripping steadily from her face. The two puppets beside her had been cut cleanly in half.
The cuts were as smooth and still as water!
"Big sister, this was..." Ebizo asked uncertainly.
"White Fang did it!" Chiyo said through gritted teeth, a flicker of unwillingness in her eyes. She still had secret techniques she had not used. Next time, it would be a fight to the death!
Chiyo's appearance had disrupted Hatake Sakumo's plans. His battle had seemed exceptionally easy, and aside from Chiyo and Ebizo, every other ninja had been dealt with effortlessly.
In truth, it was easy to imagine that Hatake Sakumo had not held back, and his chakra consumption had been enormous.
What followed had nothing to do with the previous infiltration, assassination, or sabotage.
Therefore, Hatake Sakumo decided to change the plan.
Night was approaching, and they needed to leave. Hatake Sakumo and Mirai stopped beneath the shade of a sand dune. With water, Dong Song had recovered much of his energy.
It was just that the soldier ration pills were truly awful—completely inedible...
"Where are we going next?" Mirai asked weakly. He wanted to lie low for a while.
With Hatake Sakumo beside him, Dong Song slept with complete peace of mind.
Still, he felt he had not slept enough.
"The Sand Village has pushed its position forward, all the way to the border of the Land of Rivers," Hatake Sakumo said calmly, as though he were merely talking about eating and drinking.
To Dong Song, it sounded like thunder.
"Y-you, what