With a clear goal in mind, Qian trained even harder.
A month slipped by in silence.
In the blink of an eye, it was early October.
That evening.
On Moon Island.
Qian finished this round of training, rested briefly, then returned to Konoha, ready for his routine break that came once every five days.
When he got home and saw the shadow clone walking toward him, he willed it, directly dispelling the Shadow Clone Technique.
In an instant, the other party's memories from the past five days surfaced in his mind.
Qian did not linger. As he took off his ninja uniform, he walked toward the bathroom.
However, after barely taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.
Then he murmured, "Taking on students? Tomorrow?"
A trace of confusion first flashed across Qian's face, and only then did he react. It seemed that not long ago, he had just agreed to Namikaze Minato's request to become a Jonin instructor.
Only, his training had been rather intense recently, so he had forgotten about it.
He read through the shadow clone's memories again.
A moment later, Qian muttered, "The list was already assigned yesterday?"
Although he had long since decided to find an excuse to kick the three people assigned to him back to the Ninja School for retraining, this was still his first time becoming a Jonin instructor, so Qian was somewhat curious about what the students assigned to him were like.
Since he was not in a hurry to go to the bathroom anymore, he simply tightened his clothes, turned around, and went to the study, picking up a file bag from the desk.
Inside were the files of the three Genin assigned to him. The shadow clone had not checked them yet, so he did not know either.
Opening the bag,