Hatake Ziyan shot Kimimaro a fierce glare and couldn't be bothered to speak to him anymore!
Then Hatake Ziyan picked up his pace, running toward the village where Haku lived. The two of them raced through the mountains, one behind the other.
After running ahead for a while, Hatake Ziyan sensed that Kimimaro was starting to fall behind. His breathing had grown ragged, and he was panting heavily.
A corner of Hatake Ziyan's mouth curled upward. Let's see how long you can keep quiet. I refuse to believe you won't ask me to stop and let you rest once you're too tired to breathe!
They ran for another half hour after Kimimaro began struggling. Hatake Ziyan could sense that Kimimaro was utterly exhausted and swaying on his feet, as though the slightest touch would knock him over!
Yet even then, Kimimaro merely gritted his teeth and kept following Hatake Ziyan, never asking him to stop for a rest!
Watching Kimimaro push himself like that, Hatake Ziyan sighed inwardly and stopped. Kimimaro stopped too, plopping down on the ground and panting hard.
"Your stamina and perseverance are both pretty good. Take a break!" Hatake Ziyan said, pretending he had been testing Kimimaro.
Kimimaro glanced at Hatake Ziyan without saying anything and just kept panting!
Hatake Ziyan rubbed his nose. Feeling the air growing colder, he looked at Kimimaro beside him.
"It's getting colder. Put this on!" Hatake Ziyan pulled a robe out of nowhere and tossed it to Kimimaro, who was sitting on the ground.
Kimimaro caught the robe Hatake Ziyan threw him, stood up, silently slipped it on, then sat back down.
A vein throbbed on Hatake Ziyan's forehead. He was beyond frustrated. He had deliberately conjured a robe out of thin air to pique Kimimaro's curiosity and get him