The ninjas of the Hidden Rain Village are mostly a ragtag group, and the fact that Hidden Rain shone brilliantly in the Second Great Ninja War was solely due to Hanzo.
Therefore, Chiyo showed little enthusiasm for Hidden Rain, rely selling Hanzo a favor.
Outside the camp, the sky was filled with dark clouds, with flashes of lightning occasionally visible in the clouds, accompanied by sporadic rumbling thunder, and the heavy rain didn’t let up.
The ninjas that followed Hanzo from the Hidden Rain Village numbered about a dozen, all of them Jonin, the few elite forces of the Hidden Rain Village.
They did not enter the core of the Hidden Sand camp, but waited on the periter for Chiyo to arrive.
Even so, many Hidden Sand ninjas lurked in the shadows, watching Hanzo with eyes full of hostility and fear.
The younger Hidden Sand ninjas might harbor so doubts, but those who had experienced the Second Great Ninja War and survived the battlefield were well aware of the incredible power of this seemingly old and unsharp man.
Even the renowned Konoha Sannin, who are now famous in the Ninja Realm, were defeated by him.
Single-handedly, he had altered the disadvantage of the Land of Rain, and although he suffered a crushing defeat in terms of the major political situation, in the last ninja war, his personal strength was an insurmountable peak, a defeat that commanded respect.
"Hanzo, what brings you to at this ti?"
Chiyo, followed by a few Hidden Sand Jonin, stopped ten ters from Hanzo and inquired about the purpose of his visit.
Hanzo didn’t speak imdiately, his eyes betraying no emotion.
The sound of the drizzling rain whispered in his ears, cold rain soaking his hair and the gas mask on his face.
After a mont of silence, amidst Chiyo’s growing suspicion and the tense atmosphere among the surrounding Hidden Sand, Hanzo slowly spoke: "These three guys are your Hidden Sand ninjas, aren’t they?"
As Hanzo finished speaking, the Hidden Rain Jonin behind him imdiately pushed three bound Hidden Sand ninjas forward.
The three Hidden Sand ninjas appeared to have been subjected to extrely cruel torture, and when pushed forward, they collapsed weakly onto the muddy ground after only a few steps, emitting faint groans of pain.
Chiyo’s eyes widened slightly, not understanding Hanzo’s intention.
One of the Hidden Sand Jonin beside Chiyo stepped forward, crouched down, and examined the three tornted Hidden Sand ninjas, their gaze narrowing slightly.
"Elder Chiyo, they are ninjas from our village, part of a team previously dispatched on a secret mission."
The Hidden Sand Jonin turned to look at Chiyo.
Chiyo nodded, then turned her gaze to Hanzo, about to speak, but Hanzo asked first, "May I inquire what secret mission they were carrying out?"
"Such matters are confidential. Moreover, why are they in your hands?"
Involving the subsequent strategic layout, naturally Chiyo wouldn’t divulge it to an outsider like Hanzo.
"A secret mission, huh?"
Hanzo wanted to reconfirm this point.
"Yes."
"Are they indeed ninjas from your village, absolutely certain?"
"Yes."
Even though she didn’t understand the circumstances, Chiyo candidly acknowledged it.
"Since you admit they are your Hidden Sand ninjas, then things are simple..."
Hanzo’s eyes showed no emotional fluctuation, as he reached behind, gripping the handle of his scythe.
Chiyo’s expression changed slightly, showing a guarded look.
A large number of Hidden Sand ninjas jumped out to encircle Hanzo and the Hidden Rain ninjas, their faces filled with tension.
Bright red liquid drifted before everyone’s eyes.
Cuts from the scythe appeared on each of the bodies of the three Hidden Sand ninjas lying on the ground.
With the sound of chains pulling, the scythe flew through the air and landed back in Hanzo’s hand, its blade stained with the blood of Hidden Sand ninjas.
"Hanzo! What are you doing?"
Chiyo’s face was furious.
What does this an?
Daring to kill their Hidden Sand ninjas right in front of her, a high-level advisor of Hidden Sand?
Is he trying to incite a war between Hidden Rain and Hidden Sand?
"Angry? It is I who should be angry. Despite my tolerance, what I got in return was this. Look closely, this isn’t a Transformation Jutsu, nor is it a trap from Konoha."
"What on earth are you saying? Have you gone mad? This is utter nonsense!"
Chiyo gritted her teeth, fists clenched, her furious eyes seemingly intent on devouring Hanzo alive.
Ignoring Chiyo’s anger and the hostility from the Hidden Sand ninjas, Hanzo remained indifferent.
Compared to this, he was the one who truly had the right to be angry.
He never expected his repeated concessions would result in even greater heinous oppression from the great nations on the Land of Rain.
When will these great nations finally put an end to pointless wars?
Hanzo felt a deep sense of desolation.
"No more false pretenses here, this is the choice you forced to make. Chiyo, let’s test the sharpness of my blade with the blood of your Hidden Sand ninjas, shall we?"
Hanzo said no more, turned around, and intended to leave with the Hidden Rain ninjas.
There was no need for further negotiation; the matter can be settled on the battlefield.
"You killed our village’s ninjas, do you think we will let you leave so easily?"
The surrounding Hidden Sand ninjas blocked the way of Hanzo and the Hidden Rain ninjas, preventing them from leaving, demanding an explanation that would satisfy Hidden Sand, even expecting an apology and compensation.
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