Three days later, another challenger arrived at Ryūchi Cave, swept through the trials with overwhelming ease, and entered the temple to stand before the White Snake Sage's throne.
Looking at her old acquaintance, the White Snake Sage could not resist teasing him. "Orochimaru, I thought you were dead, yet here you are again. You only learned the barest fraction of my fighting skills, but you certainly mastered the art of staying alive..."
"You flatter me," Orochimaru replied modestly. "My life truly hung by a thread this time. I nearly lost the chance to see you again..."
"Heh heh heh... Your silver tongue has improved considerably." The White Snake Sage eyed Orochimaru's empty hands and asked gravely, "What, you came empty-handed?"
Orochimaru spread his hands, looking somewhat helpless.
He had wanted to bring hearts and livers taken from living people as a "hostess gift," but Naruto had not given him permission.
Of course, he could not mention that in front of the White Snake Sage.
Looking a little embarrassed, he said, "Ah, well, I came in such a hurry that I didn't have time. But with all the countless treasures at your disposal, I imagine you hardly need the paltry offerings I could bring..."
"Hmph." The White Snake Sage's voice deepened. "Whether I need them is one matter. Whether you put any thought into it is another. Orochimaru, did your brush with death make you forget even basic manners? Here's what we'll do. The attendant who cleans my pill chamber has gone home to visit his family. You can take his place while he's away!"
"How long would that be?" Orochimaru asked.
The White Snake Sage blew a smoke ring. "Not long... About ten years!"
Orochimaru shrugged helplessly at that. "I would gladly serve you, but the decision is not mine