Kurenai Yuhi was ice cold.
An unprecedented chill instantly froze her blood.
This was definitely not something an ordinary Jonin could achieve.
Even Itachi Uchiha would need focus and action to simultaneously take down three capable Chunin or Special Jonin.
But this 'Emperor' before her...
With a laugh, merely the residual power from his gaze...
Easily dismantled her three strongest subordinates!
This ruler of the Land of Fire... had always been a wolf in human skin, possessing the Mangekyo Sharingan!
This thought, like a venomous snake, slithered into Kurenai Yuhi's mind.
She instantly understood more.
The bizarre deaths of the Land of Fire's thirty-six children, his self-proclamation as Emperor, the reconstruction of the palace... Behind all these mad actions...
Lay the terrifying power granted by these forbidden eyes and the unrestrained ambition that swelled with it.
This was not merely personal desire.
It was a monumental threat capable of overturning the entire Land of Fire and even the balance of the ninja world!
Lord Hokage, when sending them, probably never imagined...
That this 'treasure hunt' mission...
Might have been a trap targeting Konoha, targeting her, Kurenai Yuhi, from the very beginning!
No, the information must be sent back to Konoha.
"Genjutsu? In front of me?"
Mikage's mocking voice shattered Kurenai Yuhi's last shred of hope.
He didn't even make any hand signs.
Just those Mangekyo Sharingan, rotating with eerie patterns...
Focused slightly in Kurenai Yuhi's direction!
"Uh, ah..."
Kurenai Yuhi felt as if she had been struck by a thousand tons.
An indescribable agony and chaos, stemming from the depths of her soul, instantly tore apart the genjutsu defense she had just constructed.
She felt as if her brain was being simultaneously pierced by countless red-hot steel needles.
Her concentrated chakra ran wildly amok within her body like a runaway horse.
The backlash violently crashed against her meridians.
She grunted, her body instantly stiff as a puppet.
All her strength seemed to be instantly drained.
She couldn't even move a finger.
Only her consciousness, amidst intense pain and icy fear...
Remained despairingly clear.
Absolute suppression!
Like an ant facing a dragon!
Her genjutsu, before him, was as fragile as a child's trick.
This made her feel as if she was back to facing Itachi Uchiha.
No... this time the oppressive feeling was even stronger!
Mikage's sinister smile deepened.
He gazed at Kurenai Yuhi's beautiful and captivating face, as if admiring a delicate piece of porcelain.
He elegantly descended, step by step, from the throne symbolizing supreme power.
The hem of his dark dragon robe silently brushed the polished floor.
His footsteps echoed like a death knell in the silent hall.
He walked up to Kurenai Yuhi, so close she could almost touch him.
Kurenai Yuhi could clearly smell the expensive incense mixed with an indescribable scent of danger on him.
His long, well-defined fingers slowly lifted.
Gently caressing Kurenai Yuhi's cold and stiff cheek.
Smooth, soft, delicate... "Hoo..."
The moment those cool fingertips touched her skin...
Kurenai Yuhi uncontrollably shivered violently!
That wasn't a tremble of fear, but her body's most primal rejection!
"You... what do you want? Aren't you afraid of Lord Hokage...?"
"Shh!"
Mikage gently 'shushed' her, interrupting Kurenai Yuhi's struggle.
His fingers moved with an almost greedy touch.
Slowly sliding along her taut jawline.
His fingertips traced the elegant curve of her lips, finally resting on her slightly trembling eye corner.
Mikage's eyes were filled with a morbid obsession and absolute control.
"Still so beautiful, Kurenai."
His voice was deep and husky, "Those stubborn eyes, that unyielding expression... they truly make me... miss you endlessly."
"As for what you said about Konoha, it has long ceased to be necessary, hasn't it...?"
"Oh, right, the Fifth Hokage is Tsunade now, isn't she? Tsk tsk tsk... interesting..."
Mikage said, gently clapping his hands.
Clap clap... Swish!
Immediately after, a woman in black soft armor appeared before him, "Your Majesty!"
Mikage nodded slightly, "Izumi, take these three down."
"Take Hinata to the harem, and lock the other two extras in the prison. Take good care of them!"
"Yes!"
The woman named Izumi responded.
She immediately called in the female guards from outside the hall, who then took the three genjutsu-stricken individuals out.
Seeing everyone leave.
Mikage's gaze refocused on the immobilized Kurenai Yuhi.
"Now it's just us!"
"Welcome back, my 'concubine'."
Mikage's voice was like a declaration from the depths of hell:
"This time, you can't escape. The 'Emperor' of the Land of Fire needs a woman worthy of him."
"And Konoha... needs to understand who the true master of this land is."
His fingers suddenly tightened, gripping Kurenai Yuhi's chin.
Forcing her to lift her face.
To directly meet those Mangekyo Sharingan, rotating with ominous patterns.
Then Mikage leaned in slightly... "Wuwuwu..."
Kurenai Yuhi's consciousness struggled in the abyss of humiliation and despair, yet she saw not a single ray of light.
But this was just the beginning... A moment later.
Mikage wiped the sweat from the corner of his mouth, then directly picked up Kurenai Yuhi in his arms and walked towards the dragon throne, which was wide enough to be a bed.
"Kurenai, don't be afraid, I will make you understand what a woman's pleasure truly is."
"No... don't..."
Kurenai Yuhi had long lost her strength as a Jonin.
At this moment, she was more like an ordinary woman... Mikage's crimson Mangekyo Sharingan held a focus almost like that of an appraiser.
Slowly scanning Kurenai Yuhi, who was restrained before him.
His gaze was highly aggressive.
It felt as if it physically scraped over every curve of Kurenai Yuhi's body.
Her iconic ninja attire.
The backless purple corset top, outlining a full and powerful bust.
An astonishingly slender waist, appearing particularly fragile beneath the taut fabric.
Beneath the high-slit short skirt were long, firm, and explosive thighs.
But at this moment, due to her stiffness, she appeared helpless.
His gaze finally returned to her face.
Her mature and alluring 'big sister' features were taut with anger and fear.
Yet, they only added a touch of stubborn charm.
Especially those unique red eyes, like a burning sunset.
At this moment, they blazed with the flames of humiliation and defiance.
In Mikage's eyes, they became the most captivating embellishment.
"Truly… a stunning masterpiece."
Mikage's voice held a hint of intoxicated hoarseness.
His fingers did not leave Kurenai Yuhi's cheek.
Instead, they gently slid down her taut neck, like a feather.
They brushed past her collarbone, which rose and fell slightly with her intense emotions.
Finally, they landed on the large expanse of exposed skin on her back, where her cropped top was held together only by bandages.
The cool fingertips touching her sensitive skin.
Caused Kurenai Yuhi to tremble violently and uncontrollably once more.
A strong sense of shame almost drowned her…