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As long as he didn't continue to madly accumulate military achievements and prestige on the battlefield, it would be fine.
"Sir, the atmosphere here is quite different."
In a small village, the two sat resting in a tavern. Shisui immediately noticed the slightly tense atmosphere.
Upon first entering the Land of Earth, there were no interrogations or questions, but once they went deeper, everything began to change. People in the village were also discussing topics related to the war.
Besides the war between Konohagakure and Sunagakure, there were also discussions about recent material movements within the Land of Earth. Although most of these discussions and speculations were unfounded, for Rong Lin, hearing them was enough.
"It is a bit different."
Sipping his tea lightly, Rong Lin gestured with his eyes for Shisui to stay silent, to listen more, observe more, and discuss less.
Shisui could only sit obediently. Although this made him uncomfortable, filled with many questions he couldn't voice, in Rong Lin's words, it was a suffocating feeling.
"I can't believe an Uchiha Rong Lin caused such massive losses to Sunagakure."
"Yes, it's hard to believe he's only ten years old!"
"The Uchiha Clan has produced a monster."
Most of the discussions in the tavern were still about the war between Konohagakure and Sunagakure. Due to the great distance, some news spread slowly. After such a long time, some messages were only now trickling in.
Iwagakure could collect this information immediately, but it would be slow to transmit it down to the lower levels, and Iwagakure would not casually spread such news.
Listening to various discussions about Rong Lin, Shisui felt an itch in his heart, which he could only suppress with frustration, not daring to speak. Now, his gaze towards Rong Lin held deep reverence, and a hidden fear.
Just like ordinary people, after eating some food, Rong Lin left the tavern with Shisui and found an inn to stay.
"Sir, your mission..."
Rong Lin didn't care, but Shisui was worried that Rong Lin's mission would not be completed.
"Mission."
Rong Lin looked at him strangely and chuckled, "Aren't we executing the mission right now?"
"..." Shisui was speechless again, opening and closing his mouth, eventually saying nothing.
"Cultivate well, and don't worry about the mission. This is what you should focus on."
Sitting by the window, watching the bustling crowd on the street, Rong Lin said lightly.
"Yes, Sir." Shisui nodded in response, putting away his jumbled thoughts and beginning to cultivate chakra. In Shisui's view, infiltrating other countries to carry out missions should be thrilling and dangerous, but what he saw was a relaxed atmosphere, like a leisurely trip. There was no deliberate collection of information, no special inquiries.
Rong Lin merely smiled at this. Shisui was making a beginner's mistake. Many things heard secondhand might not be true. Besides, did an intelligence-gathering mission always have to be sensational?
Did they have to go to dangerous places and fight earth-shattering battles with enemies?
Rong Lin just wanted to say, you're thinking too much. This world isn't that dangerous yet.
If it were as Shisui imagined, they would have been targeted as soon as they entered the Land of Earth. How could they still gather information and infiltrate dangerous places? Too much thinking. The Land of Earth was not small countries like the Land of Rain or the Land of Grass.
Just like Konohagakure, strangers entering Konohagakure either infiltrated at the risk of being caught, or accepted registration and entered. Of course, if there was even a tiny hint of suspicion, you would be followed. Don't think that a village appears calm and nothing will happen; in reality, the hidden currents are beyond your imagination.
"Sir, where are you going?"
At night, just as Rong Lin was about to go out, Shisui subconsciously asked. The words barely left his mouth before Shisui realized his mistake and quickly stopped, lowering his head.
"Going for a stroll. If you want to, come along. I'll show you something you'd rarely get to experience." Rong Lin paused, not showing anger, but rather asking with concern.
"I can go too?" Shisui's eyes widened.
"Of course, why not?"
"That's great!!!"
Shisui whispered, immediately jumping up, getting dressed, and obediently following Rong Lin out of the inn.
"I hope you won't cry later," Rong Lin thought with a secret smile, then asked, "Do you know what one of the Sannin, Jiraiya, is best at?"
"Fighting!!!" Shisui immediately replied.
The reputation of the Sannin, let alone in Konohagakure, was renowned even in other countries. Their powerful strength was always envied by others, so Shisui's first standard answer was fighting!
Strong individuals are certainly good at fighting; it's inseparable.
"Hehe~~~"
Rong Lin chuckled playfully, his soft laughter making Shisui's heart beat uncontrollably. Did he answer incorrectly? It shouldn't be.
"Although his strength is formidable and he's good at fighting, these aren't what he truly excels at. Do you want to see for yourself?" Rong Lin's words were like a hypnotic melody, making Shisui's heart itch with curiosity. What could Lord Jiraiya possibly excel at besides combat?
He truly wanted to see it, and Shisui had already nodded dumbfoundedly.
"Then I'll take you to see it, but you're not allowed to back down. You have to persevere to the very end, understand?"
"Please rest assured, Sir, I will definitely persevere to the end! I will absolutely not back down!!!"
Shisui's expression was serious. Looking at him, it seemed he wouldn't take a single step back even if faced with mountains of knives and seas of fire. He would definitely hold out.
"Then follow me."
A hint of a smile flashed in Rong Lin's eyes as he led Shisui towards a certain street. Although he hadn't been there before, it was now simple for Rong Lin to observe anything. The observation range of his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan combined with Byakugan exceeded ten kilometers, allowing him to see everything clearly. Observing the village's terrain was effortless.
Shisui took deep breaths to mask his nervousness, as if he were about to face a fierce battle.
But soon, Shisui felt something was amiss, because he noticed that the shops on both sides of the street had disappeared, replaced by some strange taverns. Some older sisters, scantily clad, stood at the entrances, winking at passersby and speaking very explicit words.
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