A sweep of the Byakugan revealed familiar chakra.
The fake Danzo was the man from Nara Headquarters from before, Hiruzen Sarutobi's trusted aide.
Bieshu Feifan was a little puzzled. What was Hiruzen Sarutobi trying to do?
Watching "Danzo" approach, Bieshu Feifan immediately went up to greet him.
"Brother Danzo, you're here! Long time no see.
Come, come, hurry over. There's still food."
As he spoke, Bieshu Feifan ran over and took the fake Danzo by the hand.
He pulled him into the restaurant and sat him at the table that had yet to be cleared.
Then he dumped all the leftover food and bones into a bowl.
After gathering a large bowlful, broth and all, he placed it before the fake Danzo.
"Brother Danzo, dig in. No need to stand on ceremony with me.
We're buddies! Don't worry, I've already paid."
The fake Danzo sat there, his face paling as he stared at the large bowl of leftovers and bones.
He turned to glance at the Anbu beside him, his eyes pleading for help.
Was this how the real Danzo and Bieshu Feifan got along?
But how would the Anbu know how Danzo and Bieshu Feifan interacted? So they said nothing.
Seeing that the fake Danzo wasn't eating, Bieshu Feifan slapped his forehead.
"Oh, look at my memory. Chopsticks."
As he spoke, Bieshu Feifan casually picked up a pair from the table,
wiped them straight on the fake Danzo's sleeve, then handed them to him.
"Here, brother. Now you can eat without worrying."
The fake Danzo took the chopsticks. Though his face remained expressionless as he impersonated Danzo,
he had already started cursing inwardly.
Yet the two Anbu accompanying him still said nothing, offering not a single hint.
Bieshu Feifan looked at the fake Danzo, who wasn't using his chopsticks,