"Hello. I am the commander of this battle, the captain of the Leaf Jonin Squad—Nara Shikaku. May I ask who you are?"
Nara Shikaku did not answer Qian's question, instead going straight to the heart of the matter.
At his words, the surrounding Leaf ninja immediately sharpened up and cast appraising looks at him together.
With that outfit, one glance was enough to tell he could not be shown in the light of day.
In that case, these Leaf ninja naturally no longer felt the guilt of having just been questioned by him.
On the contrary, they only felt united against a common enemy.
And being watched by dozens, even hundreds, of gazes like that—all of them reasonably strong ninja—would have made most people feel faintly intimidated even if they were not afraid.
But Qian was different. He did not take these people before him seriously at all.
So he could not be bothered to answer.
Nara Shikaku seized the opportunity and continued, "If you truly wish to help Konoha, then Konoha will certainly treat you with courtesy. However..."
At this point, his tone paused, then he continued, "However, before that, should you not return the Nine-Tails? The Nine-Tails is Konoha's property and cannot be lost."
At his words, Qian had yet to react, but the other surrounding Leaf ninja had already slightly raised the kunai in their hands, as if they would attack at the slightest disagreement.
Qian's gaze swept over them one by one, then he covertly glanced toward several corners in the distance before suddenly lifting his right foot and stomping hard on the ground.
The next moment, dense vines emerged from beneath the earth, like venomous snakes, twining toward the Leaf ninja on the perimeter.
As the saying went, master one move and you could eat