One month later.
At the frontline camp between Konoha and the Kumogakure Front.
Lin Ze appeared at a dedicated training ground near the camp.
He first glanced at Tagitsuhime, who was following far behind with an obedient look, then frowned slightly and waved a hand.
"Stay farther away. Without my permission, you are not to approach or investigate."
The smile on Tagitsuhime's alluring face remained unchanged as she bowed slightly in obedience.
"Yes, Master."
With that, she walked a short distance away.
Only then did Lin Ze turn and walk toward the center of the training ground.
There, two figures in matching green bodysuits and identical bowl cuts were engaged in intense Taijutsu sparring, accompanied by impassioned shouts and the whistling of fists.
They were Might Duy and his son, Might Guy.
"Konoha Whirlwind!"
"Not fast enough! Might Guy! Your youth isn't burning brightly enough!"
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The sounds of fists and feet colliding rang out incessantly, brimming with power and hot-blooded vigor.
Lin Ze did not interrupt, standing quietly to one side and watching.
Only when the father and son finished a round of sparring and stopped to catch their breath did he walk over.
"Duy, Might Guy."
"Oh! It's Lin Ze!"
Might Duy gave him a thumbs-up and flashed a mouthful of gleaming white teeth. "Long time no see! Your youth is as dazzling as ever!"
"Lin Ze!"
Might Guy ran over excitedly as well, his eyes full of admiration. "I heard you fought the Third Raikage to a draw before? That's incredible!"
Lin Ze smiled and asked,
"How have you been lately? Judging by the situation here, things seem to have eased up quite a bit."
Might Duy replied,
"Yes, those Kumogakure fellows have shifted their target, so there's much less pressure here. Might Guy's squad