This is Reckless

Chen He's right hand, which had been blocking Li Tong, was pushed aside. His left hand instinctively rested on the hilt of his blade, though he stopped immediately; it was merely a professional reflex, as Anbu ninjas were always hyper-vigilant toward any close-range offensive gestures.

Li Tong walked past Chen He.

"Stop!"

"Don't move!"

Several Uchiha ninjas in the vicinity flashed over, blocking Li Tong's path. Li Tong was currently a "suspect"—not only had Chen He of the Anbu declared his arrest, but the Konoha Military Police Force had done the same.

"I'm just like..." Li Tong raised a finger, attempting to explain.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Six whirlwinds erupted around Li Tong simultaneously. Six Uchiha clan ninjas appeared amidst white smoke, followed immediately by sharp, furious accusations: "How could you unleash a large-scale offensive ninjutsu in a busy downtown area? You bastard!"

The arrivals were none other than the Uchiha clan's young patriarch Fugaku Uchiha, Mikoto Uchiha, and four Uchiha clan jonin!

The one shrilly scolding Li Tong was none other than Mikoto Uchiha!

Because Li Tong had once made the unreasonable demand that she "marry him to defect to the Uchiha clan," Mikoto Uchiha had always held a grudge against him. They had arrived after receiving a report, knowing that Li Tong had used a large-scale offensive ninjutsu in the commercial district to intercept a fugitive.

In truth, the severity of Li Tong's offense depended entirely on whether anyone had died.

However, Mikoto Uchiha held a deep prejudice against Li Tong, so she was not about to give him a pleasant look.

"Did you do this on purpose? You bastard brat! I'm telling you, you're under arrest. Come back with us immediately to assist in the investigation. I highly suspect your true motives for releasing ninjutsu on the street!" Mikoto Uchiha, who was naturally gentle, looked fierce at this moment. As she spoke, she stepped forward, drawing her blade halfway to emphasize her threat.

Li Tong narrowed his eyes instinctively because he suddenly noticed that the information in Mikoto Uchiha's relationship panel had changed.

It hadn't shifted from neutral to hostile!

Instead, it had become—Disdain!

What the hell is disdain?!!

"What? Are you trying to resist? Let me tell you, if you dare to resist, don't blame us..." Mikoto Uchiha stepped closer, alternating between threats and provocation.

What kind of grudge is this?!

Fugaku Uchiha remained indifferent; he hadn't moved since appearing and hadn't said a word.

"Shut up, you annoying girl!" Li Tong said impatiently. "If you keep yapping, the man is going to die!"

"What did you call me? How dare you call me an annoying girl?!" Mikoto Uchiha's voice instantly rose by an octave. The surrounding Uchiha ninjas also twitched their eyelids; this brat was far too arrogant.

"Annoying girl!" Li Tong repeated, then immediately leaned back slightly, turned his head toward Chen He behind him, and said, "Lord Chen He, can you give me a chance?"

Li Tong reached up to adjust the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a glint of light flashing across the round lenses.

Chen He was silent for a moment, then looked at Fugaku Uchiha and said in a low voice, "Move aside!"

Fugaku Uchiha glanced at Chen He and then waved his hand: "Move aside. Mikoto, come here."

In terms of status, Chen He's position was certainly not comparable to Fugaku Uchiha's; the gap was quite significant. Chen He was merely a jonin, while Fugaku Uchiha was the young patriarch of one of Konoha's top clans and was destined to be a major figure in Konoha.

However, when it came to official business, any Anbu ninja held priority jurisdiction!

If the Anbu forbade the Military Police Force from arresting someone, they could not be arrested!

Mikoto Uchiha, still looking fierce, refused to yield.

Li Tong couldn't be bothered to argue with her and simply walked around her.

The Uchiha ninjas watched as Li Tong headed toward the ruins of the shop, all wearing expressions of confusion. Fugaku Uchiha glanced at Chen He again but asked nothing.

Mikoto Uchiha walked to Fugaku Uchiha's side with an indignant expression, then suddenly tilted her head and asked in a low voice, "Young Master? What does 'yapping' mean?"

Fugaku Uchiha frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

"The bleeding won't stop! His heartbeat is weakening."

"Hurry! Is there a medical jonin?"

"Someone has already been sent to notify them, they'll be here soon, they'll be here soon."

"He's going into shock, save him, save him!"

In front of the shop ruins, five or six ninjas surrounded the dying middle-aged man. Two medical ninjas were attempting to stabilize him—both were chunin—and the other ninjas possessed some basic medical knowledge. However, the man's injuries were so severe that they didn't even dare to pull out the table leg that had pierced his body. The two medical chunin could only rely on standard medical ninjutsu to alleviate the man's pain.

But it was to no avail; the man's vital signs were fading rapidly.

"Save him! Please, save him, wuwuwu..." Nearby, a middle-aged woman in a Japanese-style dress, covered in dust and debris, was wailing. A seven or eight-year-old boy was buried in her arms, crying loudly, while two young men dressed as shop assistants tried to hold them back.

Li Tong walked over and scanned the scene.

The severely injured middle-aged man was the owner of the collapsed shop, named Ichiro Nagasaki, and the weeping woman and child were his wife and son.

"Move aside, let me!" Li Tong stepped forward and tapped the young medical chunin on the shoulder.

The medical chunin, named Tiansong, was drenched in sweat. Hearing someone tell him to move, he assumed a medical jonin had arrived. He stood up abruptly, saying excitedly, "My lord, I beg you—"

Tiansong's voice cut off abruptly. He finally saw the ninja who had told him to move; the boy was only eleven or twelve years old. The Medical Department had no eleven or twelve-year-old medical jonin!

"Brat! Don't cause trouble! Get lost!" Tiansong shouted in a rage, shoving Li Tong hard, but he didn't budge.

He was truly desperate. A healer's heart is kind; medical ninjas were meant to save lives. Although they were accustomed to life and death, they were not cold or numb, and they would do everything in their power to save anyone who shouldn't have to die.

"I can save him, he's going into shock," Li Tong explained, then grabbed Tiansong by the collar and tossed him aside.

Tiansong was flung away and nearly fell, causing the surrounding ninjas who were helping to stand up abruptly, furious and ready to attack Li Tong.

"Let him save him!" Chen He's voice rang out from behind as he approached.

When the ninjas saw it was an Anbu operative, they dared not challenge his authority, even though they still felt this was reckless.

Chen He was cold; in truth, he also knew this was reckless, but as a veteran Anbu, he possessed a heart of steel. He didn't care much for the life or death of a common merchant, and since the man was already beyond saving, he was more interested in what Li Tong had learned from Tsunade than in the fate of Ichiro Nagasaki.

Could it really be as the rumors suggested—that he was about to learn the Mystical Palm Technique? Had he already learned it?

That was impossible!

However, Tsunade might have taught him other medical ninjutsu. Tsunade's abilities were beyond doubt, and the medical ninjas who usually sought her guidance were elite Jonin. Since Li Tong had received her instruction, perhaps he really did have some means of saving lives.

Fugaku Uchiha, Mikoto Uchiha, and others also gathered around, having heard Li Tong's claim that he would save the man.

"This brat is truly insane! How can they let him mess around like this? It's all his fault to begin with; if he causes further delays to the treatment, his crimes will only compound!" Mikoto Uchiha said, anxious and angry.

"Shut up," Fugaku Uchiha glanced at her.

Although he knew Mikoto was worried the man would be killed by Li Tong and her intentions were good, this was not the time to say such things... The unspoken rule of Konoha was to never publicly question the authority of the Anbu!

Li Tong crouched down and patted Ichiro Nagasaki's face with a very unprofessional technique; there was no response, he was unconscious.

Li Tong then gripped the chair leg embedded in Ichiro Nagasaki's abdomen and yanked it out with a violent jerk!

Squelch!

Blood sprayed from the arm-thick wound, shooting a full two meters into the air. Ichiro Nagasaki woke up at that moment, a vague sound escaping his throat as his body shuddered violently twice before he closed his eyes and went still.

Many people around them widened their eyes in shock, and the medical Chunin Tiansong clutched his head, looking completely broken.

He had never seen anyone save a life like this!

It was so simple and brutal!

Furthermore, Ichiro Nagasaki had only been in a general coma, but now, because the chair leg had been pulled out so rapidly, he had suffered massive blood loss and a sudden drop in blood pressure... he was in shock!

He was only a step away from death.

This was truly reckless!

At the same time, on the west end of the street, Tsunade and her two companions flashed onto a high tower, standing side by side. They glanced toward the chaotic scene in the distance before vanishing simultaneously once more.

When the three of them appeared on the chaotic street, many people spotted them immediately.

"Lady Tsunade is here, thank goodness!"

"Lady Tsunade, over there, there is a critically injured patient! Emergency treatment is needed."

A ninja pointed the way for Tsunade.