Chentian's Fury

Although Konoha had expanded several times over, it was still a place centered around ninja. That was why places like training grounds had all been preserved.

This made it easier for the village's ninja to train and steadily improve their strength.

That was precisely why this ninja from the Exchange House had dared to attack Chentian here.

Just as the battle ended, Kakashi arrived with several Anbu members.

Seeing Chentian standing there completely unharmed, Kakashi was left speechless.

"Why is it you every time something happens?"

Kakashi had quite a few grievances against Chentian. He wondered whether Lord Jiraiya's Make-Out Paradise had started selling yet.

You had to cause trouble every day, delaying my enjoyment of Lord Jiraiya's work!

Fortunately, Chentian had no idea what Kakashi was thinking. Otherwise, he would definitely have taught him why flowers were so red.

"Yo, it's you again, Kakashi."

Chentian smiled on the surface, but inwardly cursed, Fuck. It would have been fine if it was this guy every time, but could he not arrive one step too late every single time?

I've already dealt with the enemy. What do I need you for?

How are you any different from the police in some country from my previous life? You always show up to clean up afterward.

After chatting for a few moments, the two went their separate ways, and Chentian soon returned home.

After eating with Kushina, Chentian returned to his room.

Minato had far too much to do lately and had to work late every day, so he did not come home for dinner.

After closing his bedroom door, Chentian began pondering what had happened today.

He definitely had not mistaken that mark. It was the symbol of the Exchange House.

Clearly, that person had infiltrated a small ninja village before coming to Konoha specifically to assassinate him.

Besides that person, were there others?

Were that person's other two companions also from the Exchange House?

"So you won't let this go? Fine, then let's play. We'll see who can outplay whom. Besides, I still need to improve my strength!"

The repeated assassination attempts had completely enraged Chentian. They were merely a few rats too afraid to show their faces—did they really think they were invincible?

He had also asked Jiraiya about the Exchange House and knew a little about it.

The Exchange House had all kinds of people, with ninja and samurai making up the majority. There were also extremely rare onmyoji.

The weak among them were about as strong as genin, but the powerful ones could rival—or even kill—elite jonin.

No one knew who led the Exchange House. They only knew it had existed for a thousand years.

No matter how turbulent the ninja world became, the Exchange House had never fallen.

If he had not known Black Zetsu's true origins, Chentian might have thought that Black Zetsu had created this organization.

"The Death Pursuit Order!"

Remembering Jiraiya's solemn expression when he had spoken of it, a cold smile curled across Chentian's lips.

"As long as someone dares to kill a member of the Exchange House, they'll pursue them until one side dies?"

According to Jiraiya, no matter who it was, even if they killed one of the Exchange House's dogs, the Exchange House would keep hunting them until they died.

Chentian scoffed at that. When Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha had been around, why had these people not been so arrogant?

After reviewing all the intelligence he knew, Chentian decided to leave Konoha once the Chunin Exams were over.

Then he would destroy every Exchange House he could find and obtain cards from those people.

It just so happened that he could only obtain cards by killing enemies now. He had been worrying about where to find enemies, but now they had delivered themselves right to his door.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask Jiraiya where the Exchange Houses he knows about are located!"

After murmuring that, Chentian pulled up his blanket and fell fast asleep.

After sleeping until broad daylight, Chentian ate the breakfast Kushina had made herself and arrived at the entrance to the Forest of Death.

After looking around, he saw that yesterday's three hundred-plus ninja had dwindled to only one hundred and six—thirty-five teams, plus him alone.

Scratching his head in frustration, he emptied his mind and stood there blankly.

"It's that kid. He's still just a little brat, yet he actually dared to take the exam alone. We'll teach him a lesson later."

"Heh heh heh, let him see that the Chunin Exams aren't some child's ninja game."

"You guys are pretty bored, but suit yourselves."

Among those one hundred and five people, quite a few eyed Chentian like prey and showed open hostility.

Konoha was holding the Chunin Exams, yet it had sent a child to participate. Did that mean people like them were only worthy of competing with a six-year-old from Konoha?

Who were they looking down on?

Of course, some of them were also people from the Exchange House saying this deliberately, hoping to muddy the waters and fish for an advantage.

"I am Akimichi Choza, the chief examiner of the second test. Those participating in the exam, come forward and sign the liability waiver!"

Only then did Chentian come back to his senses. He had already known about these matters, so he stepped forward and casually wrote down his name.

After everyone had signed, Akimichi Choza began announcing the rules.

"There are twelve scrolls in the Forest of Death, all hidden in dangerous locations. You have five days to find a scroll and reach the central tower to pass."

As soon as Akimichi Choza finished speaking, nearly everyone except the Konoha ninja looked toward Chentian.

One scroll could let one team pass, meaning at most twelve teams could qualify.

But there were thirty-six teams here. There was too little to go around.

Therefore, every team was an enemy, and the weakest among them was Chentian, who was alone and the youngest.

Some teams without search-type ninjutsu had already decided to eliminate the other teams first, then search at their leisure.

Or wait until someone else found a scroll before striking to seize it.

Taking in all their gazes, Chentian revealed a disdainful smile.

Even if your team leaders, the jonin, came here, they would not be my match. You truly don't know your own limits.

"Enter now!"

As his words fell, several chunin behind him opened the iron gates and let Chentian and the others enter.

Everyone was assigned a different entrance, and Chentian's was Entrance Forty-Four.

Ignoring those people's stares, he swaggered inside.

"Entrance Forty-Four of the Forest of Death. This really is..."

No matter how he looked at it, it was inauspicious. Chentian wanted nothing more than to hang up the ninja who had assigned him there and beat him senseless.

In the Hokage's office, Kakashi, who was helping Minato organize documents, suddenly shivered and felt a chill down his back.

"Kakashi, are you sick?"

The gentle voice dispelled the chill, and Minato looked at Kakashi with concern.

"Ah, no, I'm fine." Shaking his head, Kakashi buried himself in the mountain of documents once more.