He cautiously surveyed the surroundings, making sure no one had followed him.
Baki was heavy, but that amount of weight was nothing to him.
He soon arrived in front of a hidden warehouse. Its door was made of thick wooden planks and covered in dust, looking as though it had not been used in a long time.
After glancing around and confirming that no one was nearby, Kawaki Aoba opened the warehouse door and carried Baki inside.
He placed Baki on the ground, then shut the warehouse door and used Chakra to set up a simple barrier on it, preventing anyone from breaking in.
Only after finishing all this did Kawaki Aoba let out a sigh of relief. He sat on a wooden crate nearby and looked at the unconscious Baki on the ground.
The reason he had saved Baki was not merely because he felt there was more to the matter. More importantly, he had sensed a familiar fluctuation of Chakra from Baki—one that reminded him of some vague memories.
"What exactly is the hidden truth?"
Kawaki Aoba muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion.
To uncover the truth, he had to start with Baki.
But Baki was still unconscious, so he could only wait for him to wake up before questioning him slowly.
He leaned against the crate, closed his eyes, and began recovering the Chakra he had expended earlier.
Although the battle had not used up much of his Chakra, he still needed to remain in peak condition in case anything unexpected happened next.
Time passed bit by bit. The warehouse was so quiet that only the breathing of Kawaki Aoba and Baki could be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, Baki's fingers suddenly twitched. Then, he slowly opened his eyes.
Baki's first reaction upon