The Third Shinobi World War Fully Erupts!

Steam rose from the copper pot.

Red-and-white slices of meat rolled in the boiling broth.

Qian Ye held his chopsticks, swiftly snatching up a piece of freshly cooked tenderloin.

He rolled it through the dipping sauce and stuffed it straight into his mouth.

Kakashi stared with dead-fish eyes, his chopsticks suspended in midair.

"That was the meat I put in."

Kakashi's voice was full of displeasure.

Qian Ye chewed the meat with a thoroughly justified expression.

"I'm your dad's superior. What's wrong with eating one piece of your meat?"

"Besides, you're still growing. Eat more vegetables; they're good for your stomach."

As he spoke, Qian Ye casually placed a chopstickful of yellowed boiled cabbage into Kakashi's bowl.

Kakashi looked at the cabbage in his bowl and angrily slapped his chopsticks onto the table.

Sakumo sat beside them, watching the two half-grown kids bicker, and could not help laughing.

He fished out several slices of fatty beef and placed them in Kakashi's bowl.

"All right, Kakashi. Qian Ye is our family's benefactor."

"What's a few pieces of meat? Go cut two more tomatoes in the kitchen."

Kakashi picked up his bowl and stomped toward the kitchen in a huff.

Qian Ye leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach.

He had eaten plenty of Sea King meat. Having ordinary beef once in a while tasted rather novel.

He looked at Sakumo's relaxed face.

"Senior, life's been comfortable lately, hasn't it?"

Sakumo lifted his teacup, took a sip, and nodded.

"It's certainly much better than High-Security Prison."

"But how do you plan to deal with Danzo?"

"He's not so easy to fool."

Qian Ye waved a hand and picked up a piece of tofu.

"That old man's mind is entirely occupied with figuring out how to use the peripheral coordinators under