"Oh?"
Looking at Yi Meitian, Mirai could not understand why the man was still so composed. After all, no matter how outstanding the person before them was, he was only thirteen years old.
He smiled. "Even Sunagakure's Elder suffered a crushing defeat at your hands, and his daughter-in-law died by your hand as well. So... you are completely worth the price, Namikaze Mirai..."
"Namikaze Mirai, you're Namikaze Mirai!?" When Terumi Mei heard that name, her eyes widened as she stared at Mirai.
Mirai had already gained some renown in the shinobi world, and he was undoubtedly the youngest among them.
Terumi Mei had once heard of his name—a genius boy of eleven or twelve whose very mention made the sand on the battlefield turn pale. In her heart, she held Mirai in awe.
"Father, I beg you, spare Elder Mirai. He saved my life!"
Terumi Mei shouted at Yi Meitian. Only now had she gradually realized that everything had been a trap her father set for Namikaze Mirai.
"Shut up. Today, this brat must die!"
Naturally, Yi Meitian would not agree to her request. He said to the Yi Mei Clan shinobi nearby, "Take this young lady away!"
Though the man was reluctant, he did not move slowly. He came to Terumi Mei, forcefully picked her up, and carried her back.
"Father, let Elder Mirai go! Elder Mirai, I'm sorry!" Terumi Mei shouted, but Yi Meitian still ignored her.
Mirai glanced sideways at her, then smiled. "You don't need to blame yourself. I'll be fine."
Even at death's door, I still had plenty to say!
Terumi Mei was taken away with a cold laugh. With ten men dead and no one surviving, he believed this was merely Mirai's final struggle after being driven into a corner.
Mirai looked calm. Turning