Minato wore a black, single-shoulder tactical vest and the distinctive mask of the Anbu as he put away the A-rank mission scroll in his hand.
He followed Xuandou in silence.
Over the past two months, besides the missions Xuandou assigned him, he had also been clearing out large numbers of missions from the Mission Hall.
He had Kage-level strength, along with the Flying Thunder God Technique that surpassed all others in the Shinobi World.
His earnings alone could almost match those of seven elite ninja squads.
Xuandou placed his left hand on Minato's shoulder.
He formed hand seals with his right, and space rippled.
The two instantly left Azure Tide Port and arrived in an underground cavern whose edges were nowhere in sight.
This was the place Obito called the Mountain Graveyard, where a hundred thousand White Zetsu had once been kept.
"Xuandou, could you stop calling me by name in public?"
Minato followed Xuandou up the stone steps. "You know I don't want other people finding out I've been resurrected."
"Do you really think you've hidden yourself that well?"
Xuandou gave Minato a rather puzzled look. "A madman showed up in Azure Tide Port who completes five A-rank missions a day."
"And those five A-rank missions are all in different directions."
"There are only a handful of ninja in the Shinobi World skilled in advanced Space-Time Ninjutsu."
"Almost everyone who knows you has probably already guessed who you are. Is there any point in hiding anymore?"
Xuandou pushed aside the rock concealing the cave entrance and led Minato outside.
He turned around, pushed the rock back into place, checked the sun's position in the sky, and led Minato southeast.
According to their intelligence, Obito was farming in the mountains two kilometers away.
"It's fine, as long as Kushina doesn't