"Lord Jiraiya!"
The moment Uchiha Shisui appeared, he rushed over and bowed slightly to Jiraiya.
Jiraiya likewise nodded to him.
Clearly, although this member of the Sannin had not been in the village for a long time, he still knew something about Uchiha Shisui, this genius who had made his name at a young age.
However, he quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at Qian again. "Can you tell me who you are? Judging by the way you fought those people just now, you don't seem to bear any grudge against the Leaf. Can you tell me your purpose?"
Hearing Jiraiya's words, Qian felt a little surprised.
For no other reason than that the other's attitude was not as forceful as he had expected.
But thinking about it, that made sense. Although Jiraiya often seemed not all that clever, he gave people the sense of being profoundly wise beneath a foolish exterior.
Once he decided on something, no matter how difficult the process, he would persist to the end.
And his intuition was frighteningly accurate.
With that, plus his rich battle experience, it was only natural that he could spot some clues and infer a little about Qian's background.
In fact, it was not just Jiraiya. Uchiha Shisui had probably noticed something off as well and already had some guesses about his identity.
Otherwise, he absolutely would not have stood by and watched just now.
Given the current relationship between the Uchiha clan and the village, if his identity were exposed in public, it would probably immediately create a rift between the two.
And if that were added to the Sharingan reflected in the Nine-Tails' pupils when it lost control just now, then the entire Uchiha clan would be unable to clear their name no matter what they did.
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