Watching his old man get beaten up by a crowd of women, Dave shuddered hard... Oh, Dad... it was a miracle you'd survived this long...
Madara and Hashirama kept watching with mild interest. Just then, Dave happened to turn his head and spotted a man covered in a black cloak, holding a child by the hand. Though the child was trying his best to hide it, Dave could still tell he was nervous.
Dave slowly approached the man holding the child and followed him. Once the man led the child into an alley, Dave stepped in front of him.
"Who are you? Get out of the way!" Beneath the cloak was a man's face, now etched with panic.
"Hel—!" "Shut up! Uh, the kid's a bit naughty." Hope lit up the child's face, but before he could finish his cry, the man clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Interesting. Where did you abduct this kid from?" Dave asked with a curious smile.
"None of your business! Bah, he's my nephew. Uh, one of his relatives sent word that his parents had died, so I came to take him to the Land of Wind for a better future," the man snapped nervously.
"Interesting. Most of the Land of Wind was destroyed and turned into a basin. Are they relying on kidnapping to rebuild their population now?" Dave asked with a smile.
Realizing he must have been exposed, the man's gaze sharpened. He whipped out a knife and thrust it at Dave.
Bang! The man went flying backward. Madara had kicked him. Hashirama had followed them over too.
When the two of them saw Dave leave, they had followed to see what was going on.
"What's going on, Dave?" Hashirama asked, looking at him gravely.
"He's probably a human trafficker. He wants