Just as Qian was earnestly practicing Swordsmanship, a figure suddenly approached from the distance.
Seeing who it was, Qian stopped his Swordsmanship practice a step early. After the man came up to him, he bowed slightly and called out, "Uncle!"
That was right. The newcomer was none other than the Uchiha clan jonin who had connected with him twice before.
The other party sized Qian up a few times, first nodding in satisfaction before saying, "I've read your mission report. You completed it well."
Qian did not reply, waiting for him to continue.
Sure enough, he continued, "After three days of verification by Command Headquarters, we've confirmed that the matters you mentioned in your report are true.
"Taking into account the difficulty of this mission and your experiences, Command Headquarters believes you already possess the qualities required of a jonin.
"Therefore, in principle, your promotion to jonin has already been approved."
Hearing this, Qian's face showed a timely trace of excitement, though his heart was utterly calm.
Qian knew very well that so-called jonin was only a title. What truly determined whether he could survive was still his own strength.
As long as he possessed sufficient strength, even if he were a Genin, so what? Wouldn't he still be able to live just fine?
Of course, being promoted to jonin was not without benefits. At the very least, he would have a little more freedom in missions.
At the same time, he would also have the opportunity to participate in decisions regarding major matters.
After all, in any ninja village, jonin were the pillars holding everything up.
Therefore, even the Kage had to consider the opinions of the majority of jonin when pushing through a policy.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, then he heard the Uchiha clan