"I'm going to take care of something minor. I should be back in a few days!"
Yamanaka Batsu looked at the Daimyo and spoke in a muffled voice. His tone was no longer quite so arrogant when facing the Daimyo.
After all,
the Daimyo had kept the brothers well fed and well entertained. Whenever they got bored, there were even alluring women for them to enjoy. Given such excellent treatment, they naturally had to show the Daimyo at least a little respect.
"What about my matter?"
The Daimyo hesitated, but he still frowned and asked.
"We'll be back in a few days, so don't worry. Once we return, we'll handle your matter!" Yamanaka Riki gave the Daimyo an indifferent glance before speaking with certainty.
Compared to this so-called Daimyo, the one they truly feared was that guy, the Deva Path.
If possible,
they did not want to provoke Akatsuki's Deva Path. It was already rather late to head to the Land of Wind now, and they would probably be reprimanded.
"Fine. Then I'll wait for you to return!" Watching the two leave directly, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire had no choice. After all, the two had no reservations whatsoever, and he did not want to end his relationship with them just like that.
So he could only compromise.
Watching them leave, the Daimyo thought it over and decided to wait for a while longer.
"Daimyo, what should we do next?" A guard stepped forward and spoke heavily as he looked at the Daimyo. His tone carried uncertainty and hesitation.
They were also shinobi, and they had always remained wary of the Uchiha Clan. Especially this time, when they had directly driven out Sarutobi Hiruzen, it made them even more fearful. Yet the Daimyo did not believe in the