Bieshu Feifan changed his face and put on a mask like Kakashi's.
He strode into a luxurious entertainment establishment on the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Rivers.
Once inside, he saw all sorts of nobles and merchants with all sorts of girls in their arms, drinking and playing cards.
Or chatting about everyday matters.
Bieshu Feifan clicked his tongue in wonder. Despite the sporadic small-scale clashes still taking place between the Land of Fire and the Land of Wind, trade had barely been affected.
Bieshu Feifan found a seat and waved over an approaching waiter.
"Waiter, get me a private room. I want the best food and the prettiest girls."
A young waiter came over with a warm smile.
He looked Bieshu Feifan over carefully.
Bieshu Feifan was dressed plainly and did not look like a shinobi.
The waiter's smile immediately vanished.
"Sir, a private room costs at least a hundred thousand ryo for half a day.
"With drinks and girls, it'll be at least three hundred thousand ryo.
"Are you sure you want one?"
Smack!
Bieshu Feifan slapped the waiter across the face.
"Fuck you. Do I look like someone who can't afford it?"
The waiter stood stunned for a long moment before swallowing his grievance and going to arrange a room for Bieshu Feifan.
Then Bieshu Feifan called over two girls to give him a massage first.
While Bieshu Feifan was enjoying himself, a fat man sat down opposite him and loudly demanded a private room too.
That voice sounded somewhat familiar!
Bieshu Feifan looked up and froze.
"Son, is that you?"
Hearing his voice, the fat man looked at Bieshu Feifan too. His face instantly went pale, and terrifying memories that had lain dead for years suddenly revived.
"Dad?"
The fat man