Even Kimimaro, who had only just joined them, looked somewhat skeptical.
Mitaraishi Anko walked straight over to Zhou Cheng.
She usually wore a tight-fitting shinobi outfit that showed off her stunning figure to the fullest.
Especially those enormous breasts-even her tight outfit could barely contain them.
They swayed as she walked, leaving Zhou Cheng staring wide-eyed and swallowing hard.
Damn it, why did they all have such amazing figures? How was a guy supposed to survive?
What if I couldn't hold back and did something I shouldn't?
"What did you mean by that?"
"People will die?"
"You're going into the Forest of Death?"
Zhou Cheng forced himself to calm down, gave her a reassuring look, then took out a handful of dango and stuffed them into her hand.
"Don't worry, senior!"
"Nothing will happen with me here. I was just scaring them."
"As shinobi, how can they back down the moment they face a little hardship?"
As his strength grew, Zhou Cheng had also changed how he addressed jonin.
Aside from Kakashi, he no longer called anyone his teacher!
Anko rolled her eyes at him, then lowered her voice as well.
"Does Lord Hokage know?"
Zhou Cheng froze for a moment. He really had forgotten to inform Tsunade.
Still, he didn't care. At worst, he could bribe her with a meal.
"Of course the Hokage knows!"
Zhou Cheng could lie without so much as blushing or missing a heartbeat.
Anko nodded and stopped asking questions, standing off to the side to watch with interest as she ate.
What exactly was this guy Zhou Cheng planning?
A special training camp?
What was that?
Zhou Cheng turned toward the Xiaoqiangs, his expression turning icy. I'll scare the hell out of you.
"Your three minutes are up. Who wants to quit?"
There was