The figure of Aying appeared quietly behind Yukimura Shigure like an ink mark blending into the night.
"You're seriously injured." His voice was without any ripples, as if he was stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.
Yukimura Shigure clutched his chest that was hit by the huge waves, his throat felt sweet, and another mouthful of blood came up. He leaned on the slippery rocks, with an unwilling flame burning in his one eye, staring at the disappearing sea surface of Hozuki Getsuga.
"That bastard..." He squeezed out a few words through his teeth, his voice as hoarse as two stones rubbing against each other.
"He can't run away." Aying said calmly, "Next time, he won't be so lucky."
Yukimura Shigure turned his head and looked at this "ally" who suddenly appeared warily. He still hasn't figured out the origin of the other party. He only knows that the last time they met in the black market, this person was the bodyguard of the wealthy businessman, but now he discovered that the other party actually wanted to kill Hozuki Getsuga.
"Who are you anyway?"
"I'm just following my young master's order. As for you, it's just an accident." Aying replied expressionlessly
"Your young master?" Yukimura Shigure frowned, and the fat businessman who traded with him on the black market flashed in his mind.
"You're seriously injured. Come with me. At least I won't hurt you." Aying's tone was unequivocal.
Yukimura Shigure sneered and struggled to stand up, but the wound was affected, and a sharp pain made him almost fall over. "Why should I believe you?"
"We have a common enemy." Aying glanced at his blood-stained clothes, "With your current appearance, let alone revenge, whether you can live to see the sun tomorrow is a question. You can't do anything by yourself."
This sentence is like a needle, accurately piercing Yukimura Shigure's pride supported by hatred.
Yeah... one person...
He looked at his trembling hands, feeling the Chakra inside his body that was in chaos due to serious injuries, and a sense of powerlessness overwhelmed him like cold sea water.
He thought that if he faked his death and escaped and endured the humiliation, he would find an opportunity to kill his enemy. But reality gave him the loudest slap in the face. Not to mention Karatachi Yagura, even a Assassination Squad captain under Karatachi Yagura almost killed him.
Aying said no more, just stood there quietly, like a very patient hunter, waiting for his prey to walk into the trap.
After a long time, the flame in Yukimura Shigure's eyes gradually extinguished, replaced by a lifeless ashes.
"... lead the way."
The top floor of Capital of Water Food Is Heaven is still brightly lit.
The room was smoked with soothing sandalwood, and it was separated from the cold and humid air outside into two different worlds.
Senju Chen is still dressed like a wealthy businessman. He is slowly putting a piece of red-hot charcoal into the tea stove with a small silver clip. The boiling water is steaming on the stove.
When Aying walked in with Yukimura Shigure who was in embarrassment and full of alertness, Senju Chen seemed not to see the injuries and blood on his body, but just asked without raising his head:
"The tea is getting cold, just in time."
He raised his hand and motioned for Yukimura Shigure to sit down on the futon opposite.
Yukimura Shigure did not move. He stood there and used his only remaining eye to examine the fat businessman in front of him who looked harmless.
There was no trace of Chakra in this man, and his smile was as gentle as the rich man next door. But Yukimura Shigure felt an aura more dangerous from him than when he faced Hozuki Getsuga.
It is a kind of calmness that can control everything at the palm of your hand.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Yukimura Shigure Gate of Opening asked bluntly, his voice cold.
"Please drink a cup of tea and let's talk." Senju Chen lifted the teapot and poured the amber tea soup into two celadon tea cups with graceful and smooth movements. "Let's talk about your hatred and my business."
He pushed one of the cups of tea over. "Try, try the new tea brought by Land of Fire."
Yukimura Shigure still stood, the vigilance and hostility in his eyes not diminishing at all.
Senju Chen didn't care, he picked up the tea cup, blew the hot air gently, and took a sip.
"Hmm... good tea."
He put down the teacup, finally raised his eyes and looked at Yukimura Shigure. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes became deeper.
"Yukimura Shigure, the former patriarch of the Yuki Clan. During Kirigakure's siege against the Yuki Clan, he was 'died' in the rebel army. In fact, you used Ice Release's secret technique to create a fake body, and the golden cicada escaped. Since then, you have been anonymous and have been secretly looking for opportunities for revenge."
Yukimura Shigure's pupils shrank suddenly.
How did he know these things?!
"Your actions tonight are very stupid." Senju Chen continued, his tone as calm as if he was evaluating a dish, "Your enemy is Fourth Mizukage Karatachi Yagura, is the entire top Kirigakure. But you, poured all your anger on one thug. Even if you kill him tonight, what's the use? Kirigakure will immediately send out the second and third Hozuki Getsuga until you, a rat hiding in the gutter, are completely crushed to death."
"You..." Yukimura Shigure's fists clenched instantly, and his nails dug deeply into his palms.
"Your hatred is very cheap, Chief of Xuecun." Senju Chen's lips curved with a hint of ridicule, "It has no value other than making you die like a madman."
"Shut up!" Yukimura Shigure growled, and a cold Chakra erupted from his body uncontrollably. The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and a thin layer of white frost condensed on the surface of the tea cup.
Aying's figure flashed and stood in front of Senju Chen.
Senju Chen waved his hand, motioning for him to retreat.
He looked at Yukimura Shigure with red eyes, and the smile on his face became even brighter.
"Look, you can't even control your emotions."
"But... I can give you a chance." Senju Chen leaned forward slightly, his always squinting eyes shining with insight into people's hearts, "A chance to make your hatred valuable."
Yukimura Shigure gasped violently, and the wound on his chest began to hurt faintly again.
"What... opportunity?"
"Submit to me." Senju Chen said four words slowly, with a calm tone, but with an irresistible force.
"Working hard for you, for your 'Food Is Heaven'?" Yukimura Shigure laughed, the laughter full of sadness and self-mockery, "I, Yukimura Shigure, the patriarch of the Yuki Clan, am going to be a dog for a businessman?"
"It's not like a dog." Senju Chen shook his head and corrected, "It's like a knife. A... blade of revenge that can penetrate Kirigakure's heart."
He stood up, walked to the window, and opened it.
The cold and wet night wind blew in, blowing his luxurious clothes.