Yanbai certainly wasn't going to haul the coins back to his room himself. They were too heavy.
So Yanbai took only the stake Hashirama Senju had put up earlier and instructed the casino staff to deliver the rest of the money to his room.
He was Yuzhi's honored guest, after all. If the casino staff pocketed any of it, Yanbai could still go to Yuzhi to "talk reason."
Yanbai left the casino, crossed the courtyard, and prepared to wait for his two older brothers at the entrance to the quiet residential area.
But then...
An indescribable sensation suddenly welled up in Yanbai's heart. He hadn't felt this uncomfortable in a long time.
But after spending so long descending into the Naruto world, Yanbai knew exactly what this foretold.
An invisible pressure disturbed the tranquil state Yanbai constantly cultivated.
Yanbai closed his eyes, focused his mind to its utmost, and precisely covered his entire body with chakra.
The wind, the corridors, the plants, the flowing air, and the clamor of voices-everything around Yanbai seemed to appear before him through touch.
He involuntarily activated the Restoration Technique.
Yanbai stood alone in the corridor, a soft glow radiating from his body.
His eyesight had grown several times stronger, but he didn't open his eyes.
After reconciling with his father, his father had painstakingly explained the situation among the Shinobi Clans to Yanbai in person.
When two nations went to war, they didn't deploy their own troops. Instead, they chose Shinobi Clans to fight each other while the nobles of both nations watched from the sidelines.
It was like paying for a cockfight.
Once the Shinobi Clans under their command won, the winning side could go a step further and wipe out the losing side.
While the outcome remained uncertain, the Shinobi Clans served