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Ibiki Morino stared coldly at Kisame and said:

"Now, you will be put on trial!"

"Bang!" The entire interrogation room hall suddenly lit up, and several bright lamps turned into beams of light illuminating the hall. Morino Ibiki's eyes were cold. He waved his hand, and countless interrogation tools appeared in Kisame's field of vision.

"Now, prepare to face death..."

Just as Kisame was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide, his tongue was bound by iron chains the instant it was exposed, and a sharp pain shot through his tongue.

The next instant, Ibiki Morino stuffed the candle into Kisame's mouth, letting the flames begin to scorch Kisame.

Kisame endured the excruciating pain without uttering a sound, his angry eyes fixed on Ibiki Morino.

Just then, a cry for help suddenly came from outside what seemed to be the torture chamber.

Chapter 62 The Meaning of Life

Soon after the cries for help, screams followed one after another. The two listened clearly to these heart-wrenching screams, their eyes flashing with different lights.

Ibiki Morino smiled. The scream outside was clearly not from a Konoha ninja, so it must have been the scream of an Anbu member from Kirigakure.

Hearing that familiar cry, Kisame felt a chill run down his spine. He became anxious and began to struggle again, but the chains seemed to tighten the more he struggled.

"Stop struggling," Morino Ibiki warned.

He placed his hands on Kisame's forehead, his mind racing. He figured that by inflicting a certain amount of pain, he could stimulate a person's memories.

Ibiki Morino is most adept at using this tactic: the pain makes the captives only aware of the agony, unable to resist the invasion of their memories!

A flash of blue light appeared, and Kisame's memories were about to be absorbed, but the absorption was quickly and instantly stopped.

"What... is going on?" Ibiki Morino's face showed a strange look of confusion. He rubbed his chin with both hands and stared at Kisame sitting motionless on the torture chair.

The next second, a murderous glint flashed in Kisame's eyes, and his body began to expand rapidly, his muscles taut. Even under the restraint of the iron chains, he continued to grow until large swathes of muscle gushed out, covering the area where the chains were, and Kisame's face began to take on a slightly shark-like shape.

Kisame raised his head; he had merged with the summoned shark and gained its power.

"Clang—" The iron chains snapped, and Kisame's body burst forth with a large amount of water, engulfing Morino Ibiki, and the torture hut in front of them vanished instantly.

Kisame stared at the bright moon in the sky, looking at the bulging muscles in his hands, and sighed silently.

"Are you back?"

As he pondered, countless Konoha ninjas surrounded him. Kisame looked around, his toes tapping lightly. He saw the brown-haired girl with blood flowing from her heart, her eyes wide open in death, filled with regret. Around the Konoha ninjas, the corpses of countless Kirigakure comrades were piled up haphazardly.

Kisame's emotions were building up little by little, but he felt powerless to do anything about it.

"Swish, swish!" Shuriken, kunai, and other weapons were thrown at him.

Kisame lay on the ground, transforming into a nimble shark, using water release to wash away the ninja tools as he charged straight forward.

"Thump!" The shark swept through, clearing a path and forcing the surrounding Konoha ninjas back. Kisame's eyes were firm, and he left a beautiful starting line in his wake.

"Kisame!" Several Kirigakure ANBU members who were still alive looked over in surprise from afar.

When Ibiki Morino reappeared before his eyes and behind him, Kisame's eyes widened. At this moment, his mood plummeted again. Looking at his companion who was trying to befriend him, Kisame's face immediately fell, and what surged up again was a resolute look of ruthlessness and indifference.

"Whoosh!" A sharp ninja sword instantly pierced through the chests of several people, who fell to the ground in disbelief, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Kisame ran, a sorrowful expression on his face. He sheathed his ninja sword, faced the moonlight, and ran to the edge of a cliff.

While dodging the attacks of the Konoha ninja, the group did not pay much attention to the direction they were running, and unexpectedly ended up at the edge of a cliff.

Kisame stopped in his tracks, rubbed his fingers together, wiped away a tear, and turned his back to look at the Konoha ninja.

"Goodbye!" With those words, Kisame jumped straight off the cliff, a resolute yet satisfied smile on his face.

"Lord Sugiyama, I have completed my final mission. The intelligence... has not been leaked."

The scene suddenly changes, and Kisame falls off a cliff, but survives thanks to his tenacious vitality.

The Konoha ninja, anticipating that Kisame would not survive, retreated.

After completing his mission of delivering the intelligence, Kisame arrived at Suigetsu Toki's mansion.

"Really? You really are a monster! You can even survive a fall off a cliff!" A smile appeared on Suigiyama's twisted face. He waved his hands lightly, and the palm-leaf fan in his right hand was raised, creating a cool breeze. Suigiyama Touki's face was filled with satisfaction once again.

"You flatter me, Lord Suigetsu." Kisame stood up faithfully, his lips twitching slightly, it was impossible to tell whether he was sad or upset. His shark-like eyes were fixed on Suigetsu Tonkotsu, who was completely relaxed at the moment, without a trace of worry or anxiety.

"My lord, I wonder if my intelligence has made any contribution to the country... in the slightest?"

"Of course not!" Suigetsu Touki sneered. "Because I've already given that information to someone else, so he's useless to me now!"

"My lord, please don't joke..." Kisame's face flashed with a serious expression, his fingers clenching slightly—he was recalling some unpleasant memories.

"This mission, this intelligence, was protected by my comrades and me with our lives..." Kisame deliberately raised his voice.

"Heh..." A hint of disdain flashed in Suigetsu Touki's eyes. "So what?"

"And who gave you permission to... speak to your direct superior like that?"

Suigetsu Tonkotsu's words were tinged with obvious dissatisfaction. He expected Kisame to kneel down and beg for mercy, as he would not allow any of his subordinates to disobey his decisions.

Suigetsu Tonkotsu smiled slightly, his oily eyes fixed on Kisame, gleaming with cunning.

His betrayal of the Land of Water for personal gain was not uncommon in the eyes of his inner circle, yet no one ever felt dissatisfied because those who were dissatisfied had all been dealt with by him!

This newcomer was talking about national interests to him, completely disregarding him.

These things are all meaningless to him; they're just for show... Whose interests matter more?

Suigetsu Touki hummed softly. Today, he was going to conduct an obedience test on Kisame to see what he would do.

To be or not to be?

Kisame's hands stopped trembling. He drew a ninja sword from his waist and a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes as he looked at Suigetsu Touki.

"Why do loyal people always end up with bad outcomes?" Kisame asked, his eyes slightly lowered, his heart filled with confusion.

Kisame thought of the brown-haired woman who had collapsed before him. She was never a selfish person; she was extremely loyal in both her missions and her emotions, and always thought of others.

"Kisame-san, your life must be very tiring."

Soft whispers echoed in Kisame's ears. Kisame's eyes turned bloodshot, and he gradually began to not understand what he needed.

Is it loyalty to the country, or emotion?

What is the meaning of life? Just when we were about to find the answer, it vanished in an instant.

What is right? What is wrong?

Kisame gripped his ninja sword tightly and charged towards Suigetsu Touki, who wielded Samehada and was a tall, imposing figure.

"Has the world forgotten me?"

Chapter 63 Victims of the Times

In the basement room, Kisame's unease intensified. He hesitated whether to tell everyone that perhaps it really was just an ordinary outfit, only similar in appearance to Ibiki Morino's confinement cell.

"There can't be such a coincidence!" Kisame stretched out his hand, his expression serious, and stopped the people who were about to step inside.

"What's wrong, Uncle Kisame?" Mizuki asked, somewhat puzzled. He had just spotted the guillotine inside and was about to go and take it.

"Watch out, danger!" Zabuza suddenly shouted from the side.

"Thump!" The door behind them slammed shut with a dull thud, plunging the room into darkness. At that moment, countless iron chains emerged from below, like nimble green snakes, stretching and compressing in an instant!

Kisame was the first to notice. He wielded Samehada and cut the iron chains in one stroke. Zabuza also sensed the danger in advance and jumped up to avoid the iron chains binding him on the ground.

Shuiyue and Bai were not so cautious. Suddenly, an iron chair appeared under Shuiyue's feet, and with a loud "bang," the iron chain tightly bound her whole body. Bai was about to jump up, but her toes were quickly entangled by the iron chain. Her fair face turned pale with shock. Taking advantage of this moment, the iron chain quickly wrapped around Bai's whole body!

"Haku!" Zabuza's gaze sharpened as he activated the Hidden Mist Technique to obscure the surrounding vision, hoping to use the thick fog to block the Iron Chain's detection. However, he was mistaken. The Iron Chain was not a living entity; it was tracking him almost automatically. Zabuza leaped to Haku's side, only to realize that he seemed to be without his ninja sword.

Zabuza rushed anxiously toward the ninja swords—his long-unused Executioner's Blade was now resting on a counter ten meters away from him.

The speed of the iron chain surpassed that of Zabuza.

"Clang!" Iron chains began to wrap around Zabuza's armpits from behind, lifting his body and forcibly binding him. A torture chair shot out from below, and the iron chains pressed Zabuza down onto the torture chair.

"Damn it!" Zabuza's eyes were sharp. He was only 4 or 5 meters away from the ninja sword. It was so close, yet he couldn't reach it. Zabuza widened his eyes and tried to rush forward, but the iron chain tightened even more because of his struggle.

Zabuza finally sighed and stopped struggling.

The entire team is in grave crisis!

Just then, all the lights in the room were turned on, and the faint glow of the lamps barely illuminated half of the room.

Inside, a series of unhurried footsteps sounded, and a man holding a candle emerged. Kisame's eyes became wary.

"It really is you." Kisame whispered mockingly.

The man's face was illuminated by the candlelight, revealing several shocking scars. He wore a black trench coat and a black ninja hood.

The newcomer was none other than Ibiki Morino, whose gaze was fixed on Kisame.

"You're still alive?" Ibiki Morino recognized Kisame at a glance, the man who had given him a major headache years ago.

"Heh, your information is a bit outdated, Interrogator." Kisame's eyes narrowed.

Ibiki Morino smiled slightly, flicked his finger, and countless chains emerged from the ground, stabbing towards Kisame.

"Watch out, Kisame-san!" Hozuki Suigetsu said anxiously.

"Hey, Kisame, you should be able to beat an elite Jonin from Konoha, right..." Zabuza stared at Ibiki Morino with an unfriendly face. He had seen this face many times during his three years in prison. Ibiki Morino, the interrogator, was at the level of an elite Jonin from Konoha.

"Tch, you've just regained your strength and haven't adjusted yet, otherwise I would have gone to help you already, you old devil!" Zabuza sighed with a hint of helplessness.

He had been tormented by Ibiki Morino for the past three years, and the thought of killing this man had crossed his mind countless times. However, without a ninja sword and relying solely on ninjutsu, he might not be able to defeat this man.

"Alright, Zabuza, stop talking nonsense." Kisame frowned, staring at the iron chains. His body transformed into a giant shark, sweeping through the clear water and shredding the iron chains into fragments.

The chains were no longer effective against Kisame; the powerful water currents could instantly turn them into dust!

"Damn, this is the true strength of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist!" Suigetsu exclaimed in admiration, while glancing at Zabuza with a hint of disdain.

"In this regard..."

"Hey, Suigetsu, don't be rude to Lord Zabuza! Lord Zabuza is incomplete without his ninja sword," Haku said.

Shuiyue sighed softly, "Alright then."

Sure enough, at that moment, a look of vigilance appeared on Morino Ibiki's face.

"Kisame Hoshigaki, right? You've gotten stronger!"