Xia Le said with a faint smile.
He walked forward at an unhurried pace.
Even when he saw the two nations' allied forces standing on guard, he did not pause, maintaining his steady pace.
Clearly, he did not consider them a threat.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters.
Yagura Karatachi clenched his fists, his gaze growing grave as sweat seeped from his forehead.
He did not know how to face the Hidden Mist Village's ninja. Given his current position, he was under Xia Le's control.
If this battle broke out, he would probably have to attack them himself.
"Fifth Mizukage, what is your decision?"
"The enemy is right before us, and the Fourth Mizukage's allegiance remains uncertain."
Mifune, the Land of Iron's general, spoke in a deep voice.
His right hand rested at his waist, gripping his sword's hilt. With a metallic ring, the gleaming blade emerged into the open air.
"Making an enemy of that man..."
"May bring consequences you cannot accept, General Mifune."
Mei Terumi's gaze wavered before she finally spoke.
Her heart was heavy as well. She had no idea what the two men nearby intended.
"Their purpose is still unclear, and one of them is our Hidden Mist Village's previous Kage!"
"We cannot attack recklessly."
Mifune paused at her words, then stood there in silence.
While they spoke, the two figures ahead had already approached, coming face-to-face with the wary samurai of the Land of Iron and the Hidden Mist ninja.
"Uchiha Xia Le!"
Mei Terumi spoke in a low voice, her eyes fixed on him.
"It seems the Hidden Mist's Fifth Mizukage is quite a charming beauty!"
Xia Le said with a soft laugh.