When the ninja saw that someone had actually come, his groping hands paused, and he nervously let go.
He glanced at the two members of the Konoha Military Police Force, his eyes darting.
He pulled several banknotes from inside his clothes and slipped them into their hands, plastering a smile across his face.
"Brothers, do me a favor."
The two police officers looked down at the denominations, and their eyes immediately lit up.
They deftly tucked the banknotes into their clothes, patted the ninja on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Go right ahead, brother. Carry on!"
As he spoke, one of them turned around, the smile on his face instantly transforming into a look of righteous indignation.
He pointed at the shopkeeper and snapped:
"You're talking nonsense! Your shop is clearly a scam! You thought our fellow ninja was an honest man you could overcharge!"
The other police officer immediately stepped forward and seized the shopkeeper by the shoulder.
"I'm warning you! Don't you dare bully our fellow ninja like this again!"
The shopkeeper froze.
He stared blankly at their faces, then at the banknotes tucked inside their clothes.
Then he looked at the ninja, who had resumed groping Xiaozhi with a smug, lecherous grin on his face.
"You... how could you do this!"
Even his voice trembled, and tears streamed down the wrinkles of his aged face.
"Even when the evil Uchiha were in charge, they never shielded ninja! They always..."
Smack!
A vicious slap struck him across the face.
The police officer chuckled, leaned close to his ear, and lowered his voice.
"You said it yourself. That was when the Uchiha were in charge."
He paused, then continued:
"Now, this is Lord Danzo's era!"
"What? Got a problem with that?"
The shopkeeper clutched his face, trembling