ANBU Kicks Down the Door, Witnesses Fatherly Love and Filial Piety

Qian Ye held the black Root Token in both hands.

His fingers trembled slightly.

Just the right amount of moisture shimmered in his eyes.

"Lord Danzo."

"Your trust is too weighty."

"Even if it costs me my life, I will never let you down!"

Danzo looked at Qian Ye's utterly devoted expression.

An exceptionally stiff smile actually squeezed onto his old face, which was perpetually gloomy and wrapped in bandages.

He extended his withered hand.

He patted Qian Ye hard on the shoulder twice.

"Good."

"The future of Hidden Leaf needs young people like you who understand the bigger picture."

"Go."

"Work hard in the light."

"With this old man covering for you in the darkness, no one will be able to touch you."

Qian Ye nodded vigorously.

The two met each other's eyes.

One thought he had found an unparalleled blade.

The other thought he had talked his way into a top-tier meal ticket.

The atmosphere in the underground hall could not have been more harmonious.

The dozen or so Root ninja around them had long since sheathed their blades.

They even felt that their leader had not been this happy in years.

Just then.

A thunderous crash came from the heavy iron door of the underground hall.

Boom!

The two-inch-thick ironclad wooden door was kicked open by an enormous force.

The door slammed into the wall.

Chunks of stone and dust came raining down.

Four black shadows shot into the hall with piercing whistles through the air.

The ANBU ninja in the lead wore a tiger-patterned mask.

The short blade in his hand was already drawn.

Pale blue chakra light flowed across its edge.

Behind him, the other three ANBU took up positions in three different directions.

They immediately formed a combat formation.

This was the First Squad