He nodded in satisfaction, signaling him to follow.
Still puzzled, Yang Hao could only follow. They eventually arrived at a secret chamber filled with sealed scrolls, books, and numerous ninja blades, some of them even broken into fragments.
"These are the accumulated foundations of our Hatake Clan. Read as much as you can today. I'm entrusting Kakashi to you—don't let him stray onto the wrong path."
As he spoke, Hatake Sakumo bowed deeply, bowing for his son's future.
Only then did Yang Hao understand. This was an orphan's final entrustment.
"Are you entrusting Kakashi to me, Senior? But why choose me?"
"Because you're the only one who has come these past few days. You are also Orochimaru's disciple. You have both the will and the ability to guide Kakashi."
Hatake Sakumo inwardly sighed at the coldness of the world. Not one of his former friends had come to see him these past few days. Only this child had come without fear, and had even seen through his resolve to die, giving him a sense of having found a kindred spirit.
To meet such a young kindred spirit before his death was his good fortune—and Kakashi's as well.
"I understand. I'll guide Kakashi well and never let him go down the wrong path."
After a moment of silence, Yang Hao gave his promise with utmost seriousness.
"Mm."
Nodding in satisfaction, Hatake Sakumo turned and left.
Yang Hao quickly began flipping through the scrolls and books. These were the Hatake Clan's accumulated legacy over many years. There were not only various blade techniques, but also quite a few ninjutsu. Aside from those that overlapped with Orochimaru's collection, there was still a great deal. Yang Hao kept reading until night fell, only then finishing them all.
When he left the secret chamber and