I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Chapter 318 So, are you going to hire me?

More and more nearby residents gathered around the perimeter, but few dared to step forward to claim their so-called 'property'.

After all, the evil name of the Uchiha, the boy's rude and violent behavior, and Fushima's self-disclosure of his identity all instilled fear and even hostility in these ordinary residents.

Consider the money that was squeezed out of you as a purchase of peace; why bother trying to get that money back into your pocket?

Moreover, even if we could actually get our hands on that money, what good would it do?

Will the young ninja in front of me stay here for long?

Would those thugs who were driven out be content? Don't they have any other options? Won't they hire ninjas from other factions to fight their way back?

If we go to get it now, we might be the first to retaliate when those villains come back!

For a time, too many concerns and worries prevented them from taking another step forward.

The whispers all around were about the nasty rumors surrounding the Uchiha clan and the information broker with a shady past.

"I'm sorry, my lord."

Fushima bowed apologetically to the boy in front of him, knowing full well that a significant part of the distrust and hostility shown by the residents of the Land of Hot Springs was due to him.

As for the little finger that had been severed by the knife, it didn't seem to care much. It simply wrapped it with a piece of cloth with messy corners, and the blood seeping from the wound had already stained the half of the cloth dark red.

Huang ignored the apology and neither chased the person away. He simply sat down casually on a bench nearby and said indifferently to the crowd:

"I'll say it again, anyone who has been exploited and extorted by those thugs can come and take back what they lost."

"But there are already lessons to be learned from those who want to take advantage of the chaos."

"Valid for three days."

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to the outside discussions, slowly lowered his eyes, and began to meditate.

After all, he doesn't owe these ordinary people living in the Land of Hot Water anything, and there's no need for him to deliberately try to please them. Everyone should do what they want, and he should just do what he feels is right.

As for the image of himself and his family.

Just as he had thought, could things be any worse than what he experienced in Konoha?

"Lady Tsunade, you're saying he wants it?"

Looking at the boy surrounded by rumors, Shizune, who was hugging a pink pig, had a worried look on her face.

According to their plan, they intended to travel to the next town after their hangover subsided. As for the Uchiha boy they had met once before, the master and servant had no intention of having any further contact with him.

Whatever the other party does has nothing to do with the two of them.

However, before dawn that day, news spread that an outsider from Konoha had swept through the entire hot spring inn overnight, taking over the entire Land of Hot Springs' black market and dumping the ill-gotten gains that villains had accumulated over the years.

Awakened by such discussions, Tsunade and Shizune had no choice but to use their chakra energy to dispel the remaining effects of the alcohol. Meanwhile, in the silence of their eye contact, they found themselves inexplicably drawn to the edge of the scene.

They also witnessed the boy's assertive demeanor, and the unwavering attitude of the information broker who, just last night, had a sharp-mouthed, monkey-like appearance, as he decisively cut off his own little finger.

This is definitely not a visual effect caused by the Sharingan using genjutsu, but a genuine feeling originating from within.

Both Tsunade and Shizune were certain of this.

But what kind of night, what kind of experience, turned him from a snobbish intelligence merchant into such a loyal dog?

"Who knows."

To avoid suspicion, she still looked like a blonde little girl with a high ponytail.

However, the sweet and radiant look on her face had disappeared, replaced by a slightly tense and serious expression.

This action, coupled with the ruthless act of expelling the entire underground forces of the Land of Hot Water overnight, clearly made him vaguely guess what was going on.

However, Tsunade had no intention of pursuing the matter further, nor did she intend to report everything that had happened there to Konoha or inform the old man.

This was certainly not an attempt to repay the kindness of the previous night, but rather a sign that he genuinely no longer wanted to have any significant connection with Konoha.

Besides, such things don't require my personal transmission.

Those old guys' spies will surely present the whole story of what happened in the Land of Hot Springs to them; the only difference is the timing.

"gone."

The blonde girl glanced again at the boy who hadn't made any aggressive moves, then looked away.

She had no intention of continuing to watch, nor did she intend to take the opportunity to act cute and make another quick buck.

"Yes, Tsunade-sama."

Silent had no reason to refuse the former's request and order, but just as the master and servant turned to leave, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.

"Xiaoling, don't go over there!"

"That guy isn't so easy to deal with. We'll all help you figure out a way to deal with your mother's situation."

"Yes, Xiaoling, didn't you see what happened to that person? Didn't you see that the man standing next to him was also a villain?"

However, such passionate and impassioned remarks did not seem to stop the subsequent development of events.

A little girl, about the same age as Tsunade after her transformation, emerged from the crowd.

"Thank you, uncles and aunts, but... but Mother can't wait any longer."

"Xiaoling doesn't want to lose her mother."

After speaking, the little girl bowed slightly to the crowd behind her, then pursed her thin lips and clenched her small hands as she walked toward the boy in her field of vision.

Her footsteps settled, and she gently lifted her slightly pale but impeccably clean face, speaking softly:

"Big brother, I don't need money. If possible, could you take me to Konoha?"

"My mother is seriously ill, and the doctors here can't cure her. I heard from the adults that there are very powerful medical ninjas in Konoha, including the legendary Lady Tsunade."

"I want to ask them to save my mother."

The little guy's voice gradually changed from initial timidity to fear and lingering dread. His somewhat empty and numb pupils also turned slightly red, and something began to well up in them.

Huang did not respond immediately. His terrifying, scarlet eyes stared indifferently at the little girl in front of him, as if trying to see into her inner self.

However, he could not find the slightest ripple or discomfort on her face.

"Even if I take you to Konoha, the medical ninjas there charge money for treatment; they're not charities."

The boy responded coldly, showing no pity whatsoever despite the other's pitiful appearance.

Because he has so many things to protect and so many things to consider, if he were to easily feel pity or reveal his inner feelings, it would only give potential enemies an opportunity to exploit his weaknesses.

Moreover, besides distributing this insignificant ill-gotten gain and winning some potential popular support, there is another more important reason for his open and aboveboard presence here:

After all, how could the vast Land of Hot Water, a land without a law, with a long coastline and abundant resources, be the only one being plotted against and monitored by the Hidden Cloud Village?

At the very least, the old fox hiding beneath the giant tree will definitely not let it go easily.

"I...I have money."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoling immediately raised her sleeve to wipe the tears welling up in her eyes, and carefully pulled out a neatly folded handkerchief from her pocket.

The handkerchief was embroidered with a sunflower blooming towards the sun. It was slightly faded, but it looked as clean as a girl's face.

After it eagerly unfolded the cloth, the contents inside were revealed: small denomination bills and some loose coins.

At a glance, all this money combined might not even amount to a single banknote of the highest denomination.

"This is my saved-up pocket money. I can give it all to you, just please take me to Konoha."

Xiaoling held the cloth in her hands, forcing a clean smile onto her face.

Because her mother had said that as long as she showed a sincere smile, even the gods in heaven would not refuse her request.

[But Mom, that smile had no effect on the older boy in front of her.]

"This is not enough."

Huang's voice remained indifferent.

The crimson filling his eyes hadn't faded at all.

Sitting upright on the bench, he seemed like a king, untouchable from above.

It was just a passing fancy that led me to interact with others.

“I told you so, that guy is a bastard in the same boat as those villains! Our pity and our pleas are nothing but his entertainment.”

"Come back, Xiaoling, let's think of another way, we don't need to beg him!"

A furious roar filled with righteous indignation suddenly erupted from the crowd.

It's unclear whether these were genuinely concerned neighbors or outsiders with ulterior motives.

Upon hearing this, the little one silently bit his lower lip and did not retreat as instructed. After a few rises and falls of his chest, he raised his face again and tried his best to squeeze out a smile like a sunflower.

"Xiaoling, I don't want to lose my mother, she's the one who loves me the most."

She spoke softly, and the pearls that had been wiped away earlier quietly slipped from the corner of her eye. Her hands remained in the posture of holding up the cloth, and calluses could be seen on her slender fingers.

"Please, big brother."

"What I meant by 'not enough' was the cost of hiring medical ninjas from Konoha."

A hint of softness finally appeared in Huang's cold voice.

“It’s okay, I can work, I can earn money.”

"I can do laundry, cook, and arrange flowers!"

"I will try my best to pay off the remaining money."

At this moment, the little guy looked like a drowning person grasping at a straw, his eyes full of hope, and even his voice became urgent.

She was afraid that the boy in front of her would refuse her request, in which case she would truly have no hope.

"This world..."

There is no credit available.

Even if such instances occur occasionally, they are always linked to one's own strength and background.

However, Ara did not continue with those words, but instead asked, "Can't the doctors in the Land of Hot Springs cure your mother's illness?"

Upon hearing this question, a hint of disappointment flashed in the girl's eyes, but despite her young age, she understood the implied refusal.