A day later, above a dense forest in the Land of Fire.
A streak of azure light skimmed low through the sky, moving at a speed that was not particularly fast, but still far beyond that of an ordinary ninja. It was Lin Ze, on his way back.
He paused slightly in midflight. His senses had picked up a cluster of chakra roughly three and a half kilometers ahead, making no effort to conceal its chill and malice. It was moving quickly, its direction... seemingly straight toward the Konoha Camp on the front lines?
Lin Ze hovered in the air and sensed it carefully. That cold chakra signature at the head of the group... was Danzo!
More than twenty Root ninja with considerable chakra signatures followed behind him.
Heh, faster than I expected.
Lin Ze immediately understood why Danzo had come.
The old man must have suffered a setback with Hiruzen Sarutobi and, unable to restrain himself, was preparing to lead a team over to "invite" him personally.
A cold glint flashed through Lin Ze's eyes.
He had not wanted to create unnecessary complications, but since the other party had delivered himself to his doorstep...
Perfect. I'll test my skills on you and give Danzo a lesson he won't forget, so he'll stop bothering me so much.
Lin Ze deliberately slowed his flight and adjusted his direction slightly, making the chakra fluctuations he gave off a little more obvious. Like a beacon in the night, he guided Danzo and his men toward him.
Before long, dark figures darted out, taking up positions on every side at tremendous speed and forming a tight encirclement around Lin Ze.
Danzo slowly emerged from the shadows of the forest, his eyes fixed coldly on Lin Ze.
"Lin Ze, were you the one who