The group joined the merchant caravan ahead, chatting and laughing.
If Ye Liang had still harbored doubts about what Kurotsuchi had said before, they were now completely gone.
The local residents of Iwagakure were exactly as Kurotsuchi had described. Not only were their faces utterly expressionless, but even their movements and walking resembled those of machines!
Every gesture was incredibly precise, without a single unnecessary movement. It was like Ultra Instinct from Dragon Ball, enough to inspire admiration.
"Miss Haruhi, are you here for business as well?" Ye Liang leaned against one of the female merchant guards and casually tucked a roadside flower behind her ear.
"No, we are merely Kazahana Koyuki's guards." The female guard blushed. A man as handsome as Ye Liang had actually come over to strike up a conversation with her!
"We are merely Miss Kazahana's guards. You needn't call me miss, sir."
"No! In my heart, a beauty like Miss Haruhi would deserve to be called a princess." Ye Liang flirted as usual.
After quite some time, they found an inn and settled in.
The group they had encountered earlier appeared to have come to Iwagakure to perform.
They were all part of an all-female troupe, and their leader, Kazahana Koyuki, had remained hidden in her palanquin the entire time. Ye Liang vaguely remembered that she seemed to be the princess of the Land of Snow. He had not expected to run into her here.
Just a performance?
Ye Liang suddenly felt that something was off. Since when did White Zetsu's ever-pragmatic forces need this kind of spiritual nourishment?
Ye Liang found it strange.
At that moment, Deidara, who had been staying separately, suddenly pried open the bamboo door to Ye Liang's room.
"Mr. Ye Liang, may I come in and talk?"
"Mm, come in."