In the sky.
Seeing that Nagato still wanted to increase the force again, Qian suddenly waved a hand and said, "Enough. Protect those eyes of yours. I'm leaving first!"
With that, he did not bother hiding much. He directly used the Flying Thunder God Technique and vanished from where he stood.
And when Deva Path Pain, controlled by Nagato, saw him disappear in an instant, his pupils contracted slightly.
He had a few more guesses about Qian's identity.
After waiting a moment and confirming that no one was returning, Nagato wasted no more time. He immediately controlled gravity to pull himself back down to Amegakure below.
Inside Amegakure.
At the top of the tallest building.
Nagato's figure slowly descended.
The next instant, countless sheets of paper fluttered through the air, and a figure appeared beside him.
She had short blue-purple hair, and her eyes were melancholy and detached. Only when she looked at Nagato did they show the slightest trace of concern.
Who else could it be but Konan?
"Nagato, how did it go?"
In front of Nagato, Konan did not beat around the bush and asked directly.
Hearing this, Nagato shook his head, then recounted the process of his contact with Qian.
After listening to his account, Konan fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Nagato, can you tell who he is?"
"No."
Nagato shook his head again and gave a negative answer.
However, he then continued, "But I could sense that he didn't seem to harbor any malice toward me. And..."
"And what?"
Konan prompted.
"And he seemed very familiar with me—no, with us. I even had the feeling that he had long known we would take control of Amegakure."
Nagato answered.
"What?"
Konan was greatly shocked when she heard this. "How is that possible?"
"Exactly. I