A simple girl like Rin Nohara was scared stiff by Xuan Zhe's antics. How could she describe the feeling? It was like a good girl running into a domineering CEO, frightened and thoroughly intimidated.
"Want to make a bet? Who do you think would win if the Elders Council fought Kirigakure?"
Xuan Zhe suddenly changed the subject.
"Huh?"
Rin Nohara froze, quickly comparing the two sides' fighting strength in her head. Eight thousand against four thousand-a full two-to-one difference in troop numbers. Besides, Lord Hokage was hailed as the "strongest Hokage in history." No matter how she looked at it, he shouldn't lose, right? Just as she was about to answer, Xuan Zhe added:
"Forget it. No bet. You don't have anything I want anyway, girl."
Watching Xuan Zhe turn and walk away, even Rin Nohara, whom Obito worshipped as an angel, nearly hurled the teapot in her hand at the back of his head. Did he really think she hadn't noticed his eyes sweeping over her body just now?!
She instinctively thought of Tsunade's G-cup-or-larger figure, then looked down at her own little pockets-
Rin Nohara pressed her lips together, brimming with grievance.
The ruins of the Land of Whirlpools.
The Uzumaki Clan, which had once dominated the region with its Sealing Jutsu during the Warring States Period, was now nothing but crumbling walls, long since buried in the dust of history.
"Lord Mizukage, Hiruzen Sarutobi has already led his men to occupy the Land of Whirlpools ahead of us. We can't get through."
Yagura knelt on one knee, reporting to the black-haired, narrow-eyed man before him.
The man sat at the head of the tent, his eyes narrowed to slits, as though he had never opened them.
He was the Third Mizukage.
After a few seconds of