Destroy that world that utterly disappoints you.

These words, like a black lightning bolt, cleaved through the dense, deathly fog of "despair" in Yecang's mind.

Resentment, like a seed buried deep in the ground, was watered by blood and betrayal at this moment, and burst forth wildly.

She looked at the man in front of her.

This man appeared when she was at her most vulnerable, using the cruelest words to expose her bloodiest wounds, yet also giving her a glimmer of hope.

His eyes were languid, and a wicked smile played on his lips, like a devil tempting people to fall.

But the hands reaching out to him carried an undeniable warmth.

Yekura's body was trembling slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of anger—anger that had been suppressed to the extreme and had finally found an outlet.

But after the anger comes a deeper sense of bewilderment.

"go back?"

Her voice was hoarse and dry, as if it had been sanded.

"Where else can I go back to?"

The village is gone forever.

The place she protected with her life and defended with her glory has become her grave.

She was a piece of trash abandoned by the village.

If a "dead" hero were to reappear, it would only be a slap in the face to the Wind Shadow and a stain on the village's diplomacy.

They won't welcome her back.

They will only use a more thorough and secretive method to make her "die" again.

Ye Cang slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her blood-stained cheeks.

Qianxuan sighed inexplicably as he looked at her.

trouble.

To save a person is to see them through to the end; to see a Buddha off to the Western Paradise is to see him off to the Western Paradise

Why can't I control myself?

Originally, I just wanted to do her a favor and see if I could fool her into becoming my henchman later.

It seems that he hasn't even become a thug yet, but he's already become a psychological counselor.

"If you have nowhere to go, just follow me."

Qianxuan's voice was very calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Ye Cang suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him.

"you……"

"What? Afraid I'll sell you off?"

Qian Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, you're worthless now. The hero of Sunagakure is 'dead,' and you're now at best an S-rank rogue ninja. Keeping you around would only be a burden."

He paused, then added in a serious tone.

"Besides, I also have to feed you. Judging by your physique, you must have a big appetite. My budget for this trip is limited."

Ye Cang's chest heaved with anger at his words.

This man always manages to precisely rub salt into her wounds when she's at her saddest, and then pull her out of the mire of despair in an extremely irritating way.

She looked at him with a complicated expression.

This man is shrouded in mystery.

Why is he here?

Why does he possess his own bloodline limit?

Why did he save himself?

Countless questions swirled in her mind.

She knew that the man in front of her was her only lifeline.

But this driftwood is also fraught with unknown dangers.

"Who exactly are you?"

She asked the most crucial question.

Looking at her eyes, which had regained a glimmer of light but were still filled with wariness and confusion, Qianxuan suddenly felt that there was no point in keeping it from her all along.

After all, he was the one who saved the person, and he used the Scorching Release technique in front of them.

Pretending to be a quack doctor would just seem too hypocritical.

and……

A Class S combatant who was betrayed by his own village and is now homeless.

If we bring this back to Konoha and hand it over to Tsunade...

In Qianxuan's mind, the image of Tsunade's shocked yet ecstatic face when she saw Yekura instantly flashed into his mind.

This is an enormous achievement.

Then, I can make a small request, like asking her to wear a nurse's uniform once...

cough cough.

"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce myself."

Qianxuan put away his frivolous expression and stood up straight.

He didn't try to create any atmosphere; he simply spoke slowly in the most ordinary and casual tone.

"Shuo Ye Qian Xuan".

"The ninjas of Konoha".

The moment the words fell.

The wind in the forest seemed to have stopped.

Ye Cang's expression froze.

Those eyes, which had just regained some of their vitality, widened instantly, filled with unbelievable shock.

Wood... Leaf?

Her mind was blank.

The man on the ship who cured her long-standing hidden injuries using a set of twisted and heretical theories about cupping.

The man who accurately predicted her fate with a casual piece of advice.

The man who descended like a god and saved her life when she was abandoned by everyone and about to die at the hands of her "comrades".

They're actually... ninjas from Konoha?

Is he the ninja from the rival village that was fighting Sunagakure not long ago, with the two sides locked in a life-or-death struggle?

How is that possible?

All of this is too absurd, too bizarre, like a clumsy joke.

But the man in front of me, his eyes, his expression, showed no sign of joking.

Countless fragments flashed through Yekura's mind.

That encounter on the ship, his seemingly rude behavior, his miraculous "treatment," and his pointed warning.

Looking back now, it was no coincidence at all.

He knew it from the very beginning!

He knew his identity, he knew the purpose of his trip, and even... knew he would be betrayed!

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

This man...

Who exactly is he?

What is his purpose in lurking by my side?

Was saving himself just part of his plan?

Looking at Qianxuan's face, which appeared somewhat blurry in the light and shadow of the forest, Ye Cang's initial trust and reliance were instantly replaced by a deeper sense of vigilance and fear.

She instinctively took a step back.

This subtle movement did not escape Qianxuan's eyes.

He shrugged nonchalantly.

"I know what you're thinking."

"However, I don't have time to explain that much to you right now."

He pointed in the direction of the port not far away.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer. The pursuers from Mist Village may arrive soon. I need to finish my mission first."

"As for you..."

Qianxuan looked at her, and that familiar, lazy smile appeared on his face again.

"Should we stay here and wait to be captured by Kirigakure and taken back as spoils of war? Or should we come with me, a 'ninja from an enemy village,' and see a different kind of scenery?"

"You choose."

After saying that, he ignored Ye Cang, turned around, and disappeared into the shadows of the dense forest in a flash.

Only Yecang remained, standing alone on that empty ground littered with corpses, in that hell woven from betrayal and lies.

The wind began to blow again.

The wind blew through her tattered clothes and her disheveled hair.

It also blew away the last tear from the corner of her eye.

The ninjas of Konoha...

Shuo Ye Qian Xuan...

Ye Cang slowly clenched his fist.

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