Isn't It Interesting

Hearing Aizen's words, Minato froze for a moment, his expression turning grave as if he had suddenly realized something.

Aizen did not seem to mind, a faint smile playing on his lips as if he were anticipating something, his eyes filled with intrigued amusement.

Shortly after Aizen finished speaking, the Rock Ninja who had been busy disposing of the Konoha ninja corpses frowned slightly.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

From the tall tree trunks in the distance, several sharp whistling sounds suddenly pierced the air.

"Retreat!"

One of the Rock Ninja shouted in a low, urgent voice.

The few Rock Ninja who had been hiding in the shadows immediately scrambled to dodge.

"Thud!" "Thud!" "Thud!"...

Several crisp sounds echoed from the tree trunks; looking closely, one could see several pitch-black kunai firmly embedded in the wood.

The Rock Ninja's expressions tightened as they immediately looked toward the direction from which the kunai had been thrown.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...

In the distance, several ninjas wearing Konoha uniforms were rushing toward them. As they came into view, their unique attire became apparent.

Whether on their cuffs, collars, or the backs of their garments, each of them bore a distinctive fan-shaped crest.

"How did you track us, Konoha ninja!?"

The Rock Ninja captain asked in a deep voice.

Although they had been discovered and lost the element of surprise, it did not mean they would fall to these people.

The leader of the Rock Ninja squad had already decided that once he received an answer, he would immediately strike and slaughter them all to avoid interfering with the orders given by the Tsuchikage.

Hearing his question, the group of Konoha ninjas stared at him with icy eyes.

"You are the Rock Ninja, aren't you? Daring to take advantage of the situation to attack Konoha again—it