Return

Time slipped by, the years flowing like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month had passed.

Counting from the day he received the transfer order and set out from the village, nearly a month had gone by.

The second batch of support troops arranged by the village had also arrived.

In addition, according to the latest intelligence, Kumogakure seemed to have accepted its loss and would not launch another fierce offensive in the short term. The situation here would fully return to its previous state.

Therefore, there was no need for more people to remain stationed here, especially not so many elites.

As a result, Qian had just received an order from the village telling their group to return in batches.

And he himself was on the list of the first batch to return.

At first, after receiving this order, Qian had not intended to have his main body go personally.

After all, compared with the journey here, they were basically unlikely to encounter much obstruction on the way back.

So sending a Shadow Clone along with the team as a token gesture would have been enough.

But in the end, after thinking it over, he still decided to go in person.

It was not because he had discovered or sensed that the road back would be troubled, or anything like that. Rather, after immersing himself in training for so long, he also needed to clear his head and relax a little.

Over the past half month, he had been like a robot. Every day, he was either training or on his way to train. Although he had completed the training plan he had drawn up earlier on schedule and achieved quite a few results, he had also accumulated far too much fatigue. Right now,