Five Days Later

In the blink of an eye, several hours had passed.

In the turn of a moment, the sun had already set, and a smear of sunset glow appeared on the horizon.

Seeing that night was about to fall, Qian finally stopped flipping through the book in his hands, sprang up from the recliner with a kip-up, and stood.

After that, he put away the book and returned it to the study.

Then, after washing his face and letting his brain, which had been studying at high intensity, cool down a little, he walked out of the house and headed straight for Gourmet Street.

For the next hour or so, Qian turned into a big eater, either buying snacks from the roadside stalls outside or entering various shops to sample their main dishes.

In short, it came down to one thing—he refused nothing.

"Burp~~~"

Qian finally walked out of a barbecue restaurant, let out a satisfied burp, then turned and left Gourmet Street, heading straight for another street.

This place was different from Gourmet Street. Most of the shops along the road sold weapons, tools, medicine, and other items needed by ninja.

Qian made his way familiarly to a pharmacy and walked in.

A moment later, he walked back out.

At the same time, he now held a wooden box of moderate size.

What was inside this wooden box was nothing else but the Enhanced Soldier Pills specially made by the Nara clan, and this shop was precisely the one he often visited.

Glancing from the corner of his eye at the shopkeeper who had escorted him out behind him, then sweeping his gaze over the two Anbu ninja secretly monitoring him, Qian shook his head to himself.

Presumably, the matter of him frequently purchasing Soldier Pills had already reached the