This nerve-racking matter had finally been resolved. Uchiha Hikaru also realized that it was not advisable to linger in such deep mountains and ancient forests. He should hurry down the mountain.
Besides, he still had something extremely important to do. The Dragon Ball had yet to be found, and he had no idea where it was. He still needed to search everywhere for it.
He had thought that the old man would assign him a capable assistant, but he had not expected to receive such a useless pale-faced scholar.
That alone would have been one thing, but the scholar had not simply handed the Dragon Ball over to him either, which had caused him considerable trouble. The world was vast, and all creation resounded within it—where was he supposed to look?
Yet Uchiha Hikaru understood clearly that the process of searching was the true meaning behind his obtaining the Dragon Ball. Otherwise, Heaven would not have allowed him to acquire it so easily.
"Were you awake when I dealt with that fellow yesterday? I was afraid you would find it cruel if you saw it, so I waited until you had fallen asleep before I acted."
As he spoke, Uchiha Hikaru scrutinized the pale-faced scholar from head to toe. He was worried that the scholar might be in league with the old man from yesterday. If that were the case, things would become far more troublesome.
"I don't understand what you mean. What happened yesterday? All I know is that I was sleeping soundly in bed."
The scholar knew nothing of what Uchiha Hikaru had told him. He only knew that Uchiha Hikaru had made him go to sleep early the previous day. As for everything else that had happened, it was as though it had never occurred; no such