Just as Chiyo had expected, Konoha's offensive had indeed slowed, and the territory they held was steadily being pushed back.
An elite force had been wiped out in one fell swoop, and three powerful shinobi had nearly died on the battlefield. For Konoha, it was no less than a crushing blow, and many of Shikaku Nara's arrangements had been affected.
With no other choice, they could only hunker down and defend.
They had to minimize large-scale clashes with the enemy.
They would wait for reinforcements from the village before making further plans.
After sleeping until he had no sense of time, Jingyi yawned and removed the scroll from beneath Puppet Crow's feet. He patted the puppet's head and said,
"You worked hard. Go back."
"Caw!"
Having received praise from its master, Puppet Crow flew into the night sky and disappeared into the curtain of rain.
Jingyi lit a candle, poured himself a cup of water, and spread the scroll open on the table.
The moment he saw its contents, he sprayed the water in his mouth several meters away.
"This is completely ridiculous... They really have no shame."
Jingyi could not understand where the Third Hokage found the nerve to say that it was all for the village.
He actually wanted Jingyi to hand over the puppets unconditionally.
Tsk!
That was asking for far too much.
Jingyi had considered that the village might cooperate with him to make puppets. He had also considered that they might send over a batch of materials and parts for him to allocate.
The one thing he had not expected was to be exploited for free.
"Fuck you."
He had originally planned to cooperate with them, but now it seemed completely unnecessary.
After cursing a few times, Jingyi casually tossed the scroll into the brazier,