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Chapter 116 Yun Chuan: Long time no see, Lord Musashi! You're still alive? (Seeking monthly votes!!)

Within the village of Amegakure, the capital of the Land of Rain.

Dragging the "Sand Ninja" who looked like a corpse, Hanzo strode toward the capital city gate with an icy expression.

Two teams of fully armed Rain Ninja followed behind them on either side, dressed in purple combat uniforms and wearing special masks. Their eyes were filled with barely suppressed rage.

The places that should have been bustling and noisy became deathly silent after seeing this scene.

An unease and fear, as if a storm was brewing, instantly filled everyone's hearts.

Just as Hanzo, the leader, was about to step out of the city gate, seeing their menacing appearance, the Rain Ninja guards exchanged glances and whispered, "What do we do? Hanzo wants to take so many people out..."

Remembering the serious orders from the true leader of Amegakure, Lord Musashi, the group had no choice but to steel themselves and proceed straight ahead.

"Lord Hanzo!"

Two Rain Ninja blocked Hanzo's path, asking respectfully yet firmly, "Lord Musashi has ordered that any mobilization of more than two squads must be accompanied by a statement of intent and a formal application."

"You must show us your transfer order before we can let you leave the city, otherwise..."

Hanzo remained expressionless and silent, only looking at the two with a slightly cold gaze.

Upon meeting those cold, pale gold eyes, the two Rain Ninjas inexplicably shivered and involuntarily lowered their raised arms.

"Ten seconds," Hanzo said in a low voice.

"What?" The two Rain Ninjas were stunned for a moment, unable to understand what they meant.

"What I mean is..."

Hanzo slightly raised his eyelids, looked at the two men, and said coldly, "Open the city gates within ten seconds, then take your men and get out of my sight!"

Upon hearing this, the two Rain Ninjas felt like prey being watched by a terrifying beast in the forest. The oppressive feeling they had never experienced from anyone before made them tremble.

"Han, Lord Hanzo."

A Rain Ninja wiped the raindrops from her face, a mixture of rain and cold sweat that seemed to run down her spine, and cried out, "It really won't work! Lord Musashi gave a death order, we can't..."

Lord Musashi! Lord Musashi! It's Lord Musashi again!

"Then do you think your Musashi-sama can protect you?"

Hanzo's gaze suddenly turned cold, and his hand on the kusarigama tightened.

But the next moment, an old voice came from behind him.

"Enough, Hanzo!" the old man said with a hint of helplessness. "Don't make things difficult for them anymore; they're just following orders!"

Upon hearing this, and seeing the Rain Ninja sweating profusely in front of him, Hanzo snorted coldly, loosened his grip on the hilt of his sword, and then turned to look behind him.

Looking around, all you could see were ninjas dressed in Amegakure battle uniforms, crowding the entire street.

An elderly man with a hunched back emerged from the crowd and slowly stood before Hanzo with faltering steps.

Both were followed by many Rain Ninjas, but one was an old man as fading as the setting sun, while the other was a young man as radiant as the midday sun.

"Hanzo, did it really have to come to this?"

Musashi sighed, and said somewhat helplessly, "Believe me, I have found a way to break this deadlock."

The old man's aged and decaying appearance made people subconsciously ignore the sword at his waist, and the young Rain Ninja behind Hanzo couldn't help but feel a little contempt.

But when Hanzo looked at the old man, there was no contempt on his face. He simply said calmly, "Master Musashi, you taught me a lot in the past, so I will still respectfully call you Master."

"However, you are no longer able to keep up with the changes in the ninja world, so why don't I lead the Land of Rain forward!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the many Rain Ninja standing behind Musashi changed as they looked at the man in front of them, who was now making no attempt to hide his ambition.

"Insolence!" Yoshitaka, standing beside Musashi, stepped forward, glaring angrily at Hanzo and demanding, "Hanzo! Do you know who you're talking to?!"

"Of course I know." Facing Yoshitaka's question, Hanzo's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "I admire Master Musashi for saving the Land of Rain from the clutches of powerful nations in the most critical moment."

"However, just as the samurai have gradually declined, the era that once belonged to the 'Sword Saint,' the era that belonged to you, has ended. What follows is the era of the ninjas, the era of us, the era of me!"

Hanzo's eyes were filled with arrogance, and his body exuded the aura of a hero, drawing countless admiring gazes from behind.

"As for you, Yoshitaka, a man like you..."

Hanzo looked at Yoshitaka, whose face was ashen, and said sincerely, "I invited you a long time ago, hoping that you would join us and dedicate your lives to the future of the Land of Rain, instead of staying in the city until you die of old age."

"..."

Yilong's angry expression froze for a moment, he opened his mouth but then fell silent.

Faced with Hanzo's extremely sincere invitation, he admitted that he was indeed touched.

If it weren't for the fact that Lord Musashi had given him a second chance, he would have accepted Hanzo's invitation without hesitation the first time.

Musashi clearly realized this as well, and looking at the various expressions on the faces of the people behind him, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The current situation is actually quite clear.

The people standing behind him were all middle-aged or elderly.

She was grateful for his contributions to the Land of Rain, and also didn't want to be used as cannon fodder to die, which is why she chose to stand behind him.

But the most passionate and ambitious young men are the elite of Amegakure on Hanzo's side.

Hanzo had only threatened him but had not killed him. Besides being wary of his contributions and reputation, he also did not want to shed blood due to internal strife and hoped to become the leader legitimately.

Even Musashi had to admit that Hanzo had the magnanimity of a leader.

but……

"You're right, we certainly can't let Sunagakure slaughter us." Musashi's gaze swept over Hanzo and the people behind him, and he said in a deep voice, "But we alone simply cannot confront a great power head-on!"

Upon hearing this, Hanzo frowned but did not refute. Seeing this, the people behind Musashi shouted, "That's right! What do you mean by leading the Land of Rain to defeat the Five Great Nations! You're only dragging the Land of Rain into war!"

"Are we just going to stand by and watch them slaughter people at will?"

"It's better than directly opposing a major power!"

"How will you know you can't beat them if you don't try?"

Do you want everyone to die with you?

Just as the two sides were arguing endlessly, an old but undeniable voice rang out.

"So, I found another way out!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the old man, only to see him take out a letter from his pocket.

"Since we cannot fight against a major ninja village, let's ask another major ninja village for help."

Musashi spoke slowly, holding up the letter to the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "I asked the Daimyo to help me contact the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, and that Daimyo has agreed."

"He sympathizes with our plight. If we can give them all our war preparations and help Konoha repel the Sunagakure invading forces..."

"He's willing to order Konoha to provide us with shelter and promise not to ever set foot on the borders of the Land of Rain again!"

Upon hearing Musashi say that he would hand over all war preparations to Konoha, both those behind him and those behind Hanzo felt a jolt of fear and were about to question or refute him.

However, upon hearing that Konoha would provide shelter and would no longer set foot on the border, they all fell silent.

That's right.

Konoha was the one invaded by Sunagakure, and everything was just a forced counterattack; they seemed to have no ill intentions towards Amegakure.

If we can truly assist Konoha in defeating the combined forces of Sunagakure, then peace might just be achieved.

But is it really possible?

"..."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Hanzo gradually frowned, and a surge of anger inexplicably rose in his heart.

But just as he was about to erupt, a burst of applause suddenly broke the deathly silence.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The applause was loud and clear, and one could even hear the joy in it.

Hanzo and the others looked up at the sound and saw a figure appear on the tower beside them.

"That was truly amazing!"

Yun Chuan slowly emerged from the shadows, lowered his clapping hands, gently placed them on the railing, and looked down at the crowd.

"It's been a long time, Lord Musashi. I send my regards on behalf of my deceased father."

Looking at the astonished old man, Yun Chuan waved to him gently, as if he were seeing an old friend.

"However, after all this time, you really haven't changed at all." He smiled and said gently, "To beg for death, to offer one's neck for slaughter, to kneel down and beg for mercy, you can make it all sound so grand and dignified with your old mouth."

"Seeing you reminds me of my foolish father who was swindled by you and died a miserable death."

"In comparison, you're quite old, yet you're still alive?"

(End of this chapter)