"Where is Salamander Hanzo?"
Xia Le asked.
"At the southeastern defensive line. Lord Hanzo is facing off against the three disciples of Konoha's Third Hokage."
"Most of the Hidden Rain Village's forces are gathered there too!"
The Rain Ninja trembled as he spoke.
He feared that if he answered a moment too slowly, the man would cut off his head.
It wasn't cowardice. This man's strength was simply beyond anything he could imagine.
Even Jōnin of his own rank couldn't last three exchanges against him before being killed. He saw through even the Three-Body Technique with ease.
As for ninjutsu!
With the man's terrifying speed and hand-to-hand combat, there wasn't even time to form hand seals.
"I'm very satisfied with your answer."
Xia Le smiled and nodded.
The Rain Ninja breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the very next second, a long blade pierced his neck, and the light slowly faded from his eyes.
Xia Le turned back to the three stunned children.
"Let's go. Time to fill your bellies."
Those words snapped the three children out of their daze.
As they gingerly stepped over the bodies on the ground, the three children were deeply shaken.
They were even more shocked by Xia Le's ruthless brutality. This seemingly mild-mannered man didn't hesitate in the slightest when it came to killing.
A short while later, the four of them found food in the central building of the Hidden Rain Village.
To Xia Le's surprise, there were stores of alcohol and dried meat here as well as dry rations.
The Hidden Rain Village was different from a ninja village like Konoha, which had the Land of Fire behind it. One of the biggest differences was their supply situation.
The Hidden Rain Village belonged to a small, sparsely populated country. In wartime,