Soon, an hour had passed.
Qian ate and drank his fill, rested a while longer, and only after letting his food settle did he pay the bill and leave the barbecue restaurant.
His expression was normal. He swept a glance around, then stepped onto the street.
However, he had barely taken two steps when his feet suddenly paused, and his gaze chilled.
Just now, he had sensed that prying gaze again.
Clearly, the person hiding in the dark had not left.
With that thought, Qian no longer hesitated. He immediately turned and headed toward a training ground on the outskirts of the village.
If the person in the dark understood him well enough, then they should know very clearly that he was a training maniac.
Under these circumstances, it was perfectly normal for him to change course and go to the training ground.
As long as the other party dared to follow, he would catch them as quickly as possible, then figure out their identity.
Once he confirmed that they really were Danzo's person, he would immediately strike to kill.
Even if that alerted the enemy, it did not matter. In any case, he would have to face Danzo sooner or later. Rather than rack his brains looking for an opportunity, he might as well make Danzo come to him of his own accord.
That way, he could also resolve this trouble quickly.
As Qian thought this, he walked toward his destination.
Time trickled by. The pedestrians around him gradually grew sparse, and the sky slowly darkened.
By the time Qian arrived at the training ground, the place was already dim, and there were not many people around.
At a certain moment, Qian stopped.
He turned around, looked at the forest behind him, and said, "You've followed me this long.