Violence

"What clues could an ordinary janitor possibly know?" The blonde beauty was unconcerned.

"Hey! You there, janitor uncle! Do you know where that white-haired guy who got sent flying just now hid?" Yizhe called out to the man.

"Young man, you've asked the wrong person! You ninja couldn't find him, so how could I possibly know?" The middle-aged janitor chuckled and continued sweeping.

"Is that so? Uncle, you work so diligently. Does your boss give you bonuses?" Yizhe ignored the man's answer and instead began making small talk.

"Hey, brat! What are you up to?" Seeing the boy start chatting, the blonde beauty grew anxious.

"Look at this uncle here. He's seriously injured, yet he's still insisting on working. Can't you show a little concern?" Yizhe continued chatting leisurely.

"Injured? What injury?" The blonde beauty was completely baffled.

What exactly did this brat mean?

"Several of his ribs are broken, yet he's still forcing himself to work here. Tell me, shouldn't someone like him be praised?" Yizhe casually pulled over a small stool, blew the dust off it, wiped it twice with his towel, then slowly sat down as though he were waiting to watch a show.

"Several broken ribs?" The blonde beauty frowned and looked toward the man.

She was no fool and quickly grasped the key point. There could not possibly be such a coincidence—Jiraiya had just been injured, and now there was a man here with broken ribs, still working despite his injuries.

That guy was obviously Jiraiya in disguise!

"Ji—rai—ya!" Her furious roar resounded for hundreds of meters around.

A tall figure shot into the sky, blazing with rage. With her fist raised, she crashed down at the janitor below.

"Earth Release: Earth-Style Wall!"

Seeing that his identity had been exposed, Jiraiya had no choice but to revert to his original appearance. He stopped hiding, rapidly formed a series of hand seals, and slammed both hands onto the ground.

A thick earthen wall surged from the ground, forcibly lifting several nearby houses from their foundations.

"Earth Release: Swamp of the Underworld!"

After Earth-Style Wall, the man named Jiraiya rapidly formed another set of hand seals and unleashed another Earth Release ninjutsu.

Everything within ten meters became a muddy yellow swamp, and even the earthen wall was coated in a thick layer of sludge.

This Jiraiya guy really had no patience! In the span of two breaths, he had cast two high-level ninjutsu in succession and even combined them.

That Swamp of the Underworld was probably meant to absorb the impact and strengthen the wall's defense. He had likely deliberately held back its power; otherwise, everything within dozens of meters would have turned into a swamp.

Jiraiya's strength rose another level in Yizhe's estimation.

While he was carefully analyzing the situation, the blonde beauty's fist had already struck Jiraiya's defensive earthen wall.

Boom!

The deafening collision made Yizhe see stars. He forced himself to stay alert and strained his eyes to look ahead.

The figure that collided with the earthen wall merely paused slightly before the two combined Earth Release defensive techniques shattered like rotten wood.

Her momentum did not lessen, and her target remained Jiraiya.

"Ninja Art: Summoning Technique!"

With nowhere left to evade, Jiraiya bit his thumb and pressed it to the ground, summoning a massive red-skinned toad wearing arm guards before him.

The toad seemed rather human-like. Just after being summoned, it froze for a moment. Only after sensing the powerful attack right in front of it did it assume a defensive stance.

Bang!

A smooth fist slammed into the red toad's arm guard, producing a sound like clashing steel.

The toad's body paused only briefly before it was blasted backward by the fierce strike, along with Jiraiya behind it, and both were driven deep into the ground.

Pfft!

"Jiraiya, I'm not done with you!" A wisp of white smoke drifted up from the deep pit. The toad had presumably returned to the summoning realm, but not before cursing loudly. It seemed to have suffered badly.

"Hyuga Clan brat, just you wait! Later, I'll show you how I deal with you!" Jiraiya shouted weakly from the bottom of the pit, clearly badly injured.

"No need to wait. I'll deal with you first!" The blonde beauty strode into the pit, radiating murderous intent.

"Tsunade, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! I'll never again..."

"Ah—" "Ah—" "Ah—"

No one knew how long the blonde woman beat him. Only when no more wails emerged from the pit did Yizhe see a graceful figure climb out, her hands covered in crimson blood.

"Hyuga Clan brat..."

"Lady Tsunade!" Just as the blonde beauty was about to say something to Yizhe, a ninja covered in blood landed before her and called out.

"What is it?" The blonde woman's delicate brows furrowed as an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart.

"Kato Dan, he..."

"Dan? Dan, what happened to him?"

"You should go back and see for yourself!" The newcomer hesitated, not daring to raise his head.

Too impatient to continue questioning him, the blonde woman leapt away in several bounds, leaving the bathhouse.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"She really hit hard!" Only after the woman left did Yizhe dare to enter the pit and inspect the situation. The sight before him made him click his tongue in disbelief.

The man named Jiraiya lay in a pool of blood, not a single patch of skin on his body intact. His entire face had swollen to nearly twice its original size, and he was almost unrecognizable.

"B-brat..." Jiraiya lay embedded in the ground, utterly motionless. Even speaking was difficult, so he could only glare fiercely at him.

"I mean, how can you blame me?" Yizhe spread his hands, looking innocent.

"You were the one peeping on someone else. You were in the wrong from the start!"

"Pfft—" Jiraiya's face flushed red with anger. His throat sweetened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was badly injured now and could barely move a finger. He could only let this brat laugh at him from the side, anger burning through all seven of his openings.

"I'm telling you, if you keep glaring at me like that, I really won't help you!" Jiraiya's stare made Yizhe's scalp tingle, and he became displeased.

Oh? Jiraiya's expression stiffened. Only then did he realize that Yizhe had not come merely to laugh at him.

"I'll take you to the hospital, and we'll write off everything that happened between us today. What do you say?"

The blonde beauty and Jiraiya appeared to know each other. Yizhe had assumed that after she caught him, she would at most punish him a little. He had not expected her to strike so ruthlessly.

She might not fear Jiraiya's revenge, but Yizhe had to. After all, Jiraiya had exposed himself because of Yizhe. Being targeted by such a powerful ninja was no good thing.

If he could resolve their grudge, that would naturally be for the best.

"If you're willing to reconcile, blink three times. If you're unwilling, then don't blink!"

"Then I can't be bothered caring whether you live or die. I'm leaving!" With his Byakugan's penetrating sight, Yizhe could clearly see that there was barely a single intact bone left in Jiraiya's body. His injuries were anything but light.

This beauty was seriously fierce!

Jiraiya was already hovering at death's door. How could he care about personal grudges now? He immediately blinked with all his strength, terrified that Hyuga Yizhe would fail to notice.

"You..." Looking at the battered man, Yizhe sighed and shook his head, not knowing what to say.

Judging by Jiraiya's proficiency at peeping, he was probably a repeat offender.

Perhaps this was not even the first time he had been beaten into such a state.

Even knowing that getting caught would end terribly, he still could not resist peeping.

Yizhe truly did not know where he got such nerve. The thought amused him endlessly.

Although Yizhe was only six years old, he could already use chakra proficiently. With the strength boosted by chakra, carrying a middle-aged man like this was not too difficult.

The two of them soon arrived at the village hospital.

"Dan—" The moment they reached the hospital entrance, they heard a familiar female voice crying out hoarsely from inside.