Did I Make It in Time?

The rest of the journey was no longer so boring. Uchiha Qingfeng spent the entire way drawing prizes and refreshing the prize pool.

He had not been joking when he said he wanted to clear out all the grand prizes.

By the time they reached the Land of Iron, the houses in the Kamui Space had already begun to take shape. All he could say was that construction in the Ninja World was truly fast.

"Why are you smiling so disgustingly?"

Konan watched Uchiha Qingfeng wandering around in the Kamui Space with a smile on his face. It was an expression she had never seen from him before.

"Me? My smile is disgusting?"

Even Uchiha Qingfeng found it hard to believe. He was merely happy, yet it had shown directly on his face—and she had called it disgusting.

"If not you, then who? You're walking around here with that disgusting grin on your face. You definitely aren't up to anything good."

Uchiha Qingfeng: ...

It seemed his standing in other people's hearts was in a precarious state. Perhaps it was because he had offended Konan over some minor matter before.

"Stop, stop, stop. We're almost at the Land of Iron. I'll head out first."

Although Uchiha Qingfeng was a hopelessly straightforward man, years of experience had taught him not to argue with young women, because he would never win.

The best way to deal with it was to retreat immediately at the first sign of an argument. Then there would be no problem.

It was said that the Land of Iron was a "permanently neutral country," a nation of samurai that revered the katana. Of course, that was what the books said. Even Mifune, the current leader of the Land of Iron, still had some unresolved grudges with Hanzo of