"Stay here?"
Ryuzetsu struggled repeatedly, trying to break free of Ning Feng's restraint.
But against Ning Feng's overwhelming strength, how could she move an inch?
"What a pain..."
Ning Feng shook his head. It seemed getting an emotionally unstable woman to listen to him was extremely difficult.
He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, they had become three-tomoe Sharingan.
"Mm..."
Ryuzetsu saw Ning Feng's eyes, and before she could say anything, she stood rooted to the spot, her eyes glazed over.
"So uncooperative. Why make such a commotion now?"
Ning Feng drew his tachi from behind him, confirming that the girl was deeply trapped in his genjutsu.
With the Sharingan's enhancement, his mastery of genjutsu was even more formidable.
Precisely holding a girl under his control for as long as he wanted was still quite easy.
"Next... I'll take it."
Ning Feng looked at the Box of Ultimate Bliss on the scene, a faint smile rising at the corners of his mouth.
His figure swiftly vanished from the spot...
"Lord Mui, it looks like this attempt failed too."
"It seems we'll just have to keep waiting."
Mui's face betrayed no emotion as he merely nodded faintly.
As though... the one who had died wasn't his son at all.
As though a complete stranger had just died before his eyes.
"Among the next batch of Kusakagure ninja... there should be someone similar to Muku."
A ninja wearing an ox mask stepped forward and patted Mui's shoulder, speaking with a hint of consolation in his voice.
"Yes."
Mui lowered his head in response, then suddenly raised it to look above him, as though he had discovered something!
A figure as swift as a phantom abruptly appeared above them.
In fact... Mui only noticed when that figure drew a