Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow. Damn, what now? Can't I get a moment's peace?
"What is it this time?"
Impatience showed on his face.
The shinobi from the Three Great Shinobi Villages all looked embarrassed.
Asking someone for a favor naturally made them hesitant.
In the end, Tsunade explained:
"They've asked Konoha for help. They hope you can give their villages' genin and chunin some guidance."
"I can't make that decision for you."
"Whether you agree or not is entirely up to you!"
Zhou Cheng immediately shook his head. Do I look stupid? All that effort for no appreciation.
What would I gain from teaching them?
Fame? Do I lack fame now?
Money? I've got nothing left but money.
"No. There's nothing in it for me!"
"If I teach them well, all I get is a thank-you. If I don't, they'll bad-mouth me behind my back."
"Only an idiot would do that!"
The envoys from the Three Great Shinobi Villages looked even more embarrassed.
That really could happen.
But Zhou Cheng was now the God of Shinobi. The progress of those he taught was downright monstrous, leaving everyone else itching for a chance to receive his guidance too.
Even if it was only for a few days.
Tsunade sighed. This is the perfect time to offer both favors and a show of strength. Even a verbal promise would do.
"Then what would you want in return?"
"I think they'd be more than happy to consider it."
Seeing room for negotiation, the three envoys looked hopeful.
Zhou Cheng shrugged. In your dreams!
"There are no terms. I'm not teaching them!"
"You can't give me what I want!"
"Money? I didn't get that enormous house by robbing people."
"All those bounty missions I completed while working my way up to jonin weren't