"Oh, is that so?"
Hearing the Third Mizukage's words, the old man chuckled softly in the darkness.
"Starting at the border, I'll have the people in the Mist keep watch quietly. If spies from other countries come, they'll be discovered at most the moment they set foot in the Mist Village..."
The Third Mizukage spoke with confidence. The Land of Water and Kirigakure possessed natural geographical advantages. Using them as barriers, it was almost impossible for ninja from other countries to infiltrate the village.
Among the five great ninja nations, the Land of Water was the most isolated in terms of intelligence and information, but it was also the safest of the five nations.
"But as far as I know, this time, Konoha's people have infiltrated the Mist Village again..." The old man smiled faintly.
The Third Mizukage's eyes narrowed sharply at those words. "How is that possible?"
He clearly found it hard to believe, but he would never doubt the intelligence network of the man before him.
As long as the man said it, it would certainly become reality.
Because even the current ninja world had been created by him and another person.
That person had been revered by countless people as the God of Ninja, but he was already dead.
Yet the man who should have died in the Valley of the End in the eyes of the world had survived, and had plotted certain matters together with him...
Cooperating with him could be said to be all-powerful, but at the same time, it was no different from seeking shelter from a tiger.
The Third Mizukage knew very well that even though the man before him had grown old, he was still not someone to be taken lightly.
That was the deterrent power of the man before him...