Zhou Cheng frowned. A thief?
That sled wasn't yours to begin with!
"The sled wasn't yours in the first place."
"You have no right to call me a thief!"
Zhou Cheng turned around and stared hard at Yoshino.
"We drove those Snow Shinobi off. That's the only reason you had a chance to get on the sled."
"What right does a mere Genin have to possess such a useful tool for traveling through snow?"
Zhou Cheng rolled his eyes at him. I'm not a Genin. I'm a Chunin!
Ignoring Yoshino entirely, he channeled chakra into the sled and started it up, ready to leave.
I don't want to spend another second dealing with this crap.
Without Team 7 and Kakashi, you hired a bunch of losers like these as escorts. You're doomed to be wiped out!
Besides, that supposed treasure is just a heater.
"Don't you dare!"
Yoshino snapped furiously.
The sled was far too important to their group.
It could double their traveling speed.
The sooner they reached their destination, the sooner they could be done with this and return to their village.
Yoshino's roar rang throughout the camp.
Hoshi and Emi both woke up.
They had slept fully dressed and leaped straight out of their sleeping bags.
They at least had that much professionalism.
Just then, a wall of ice abruptly appeared in Zhou Cheng's path.
Zhou Cheng's pupils contracted. Ice Release?
Snow Shinobi!
"Hahaha! None of you are getting away!"
A shinobi leaped onto the top of the ice wall, his gaze like someone inspecting rabbits in a cage, deciding which one to eat next.
He wore a close-fitting, grayish-white combat uniform.
A Cold-Weather Hat of the same color sat on his head.
A Snow Shinobi forehead protector was attached to the hat.
He wore a Mechanical