The Days of Being the Richest Man in the Ninja World

Chapter 70. Listen to My Signal

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The next day.

It was still drizzling in the Land of Rain.

Everything ahead was blurry.

Worried about potential accidents—after all, the toxin that Hanzo had cultivated for most of his life was incredibly potent. Even the Sannin had not dared to be careless when facing him.

Not to mention...

To be revered as a god—whether self-proclaimed or acknowledged by others—either meant he had a problem with his mind, or he genuinely possessed such abilities!

So, one must proceed with caution!

"Ah~"

"???" Nagato looked at Yuto in confusion. Yuto sighed for no apparent reason, hesitated, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yuto shook his head but, recalling that this encounter with Hanzo of the Salamander was earlier than expected, felt compelled to remind Nagato seriously once more.

"Remember what I said last time?"

"..." Nagato merely rolled his Rinnegan and said nothing.

"Always be cautious. No matter what, don't act impulsively if you're not 100% certain." Yuto ignored the young man's silent display of pride. "If you can use pepper spray, use it. If you can throw lime, aim for the eyes. Grab the crotch, poke the eyes—whatever it takes! We're ninjas; there's no need to discuss the ethics of the Ninja World."

"..."

So...

Is that why there are explosive tags everywhere?

Nagato glanced at the ground littered with explosive tags, his mouth twitching. No wonder they chose such a remote location.

But this... this is overkill!

Aren't you worried the spectators will get caught in this too?

[Although Brother Yuto is competent, he's too cautious!]

"Of course. The most important thing is..." Yuto, satisfied with Nagato's silence, assumed he was listening attentively. "Remember, if money can solve the problem, use it! Read more, sleep more, and stay away from psychopaths."

His words fell.

Nagato pondered for a moment, raised his head, looked at Yuto, nodded, and walked away to the other side.

"..."

What's that supposed to mean?

Yuto raised an eyebrow, watching Nagato's retreating figure, but decided not to dwell on it. There were more pressing matters to handle.

He glanced at the explosive tags already buried in the ground.

After a brief hesitation, he muttered to himself, "Demigod~"

The word "God" was in there!

Better safe than sorry!

So... he pulled out another stack of explosive tags. "Alright! Bury these too—three layers, inside and out, no gaps!"

"Brother Yuto! That's not how you use explosive tags!" Konan protested, exasperated. "A dozen or so are enough! If you use too many, you'll blow yourself up! And... they're expensive!"

"You little girl, you don't have the right to say that."

"???"

"It's not a big deal to be as careful as I say." After arranging the tags, Yuto looked at Yahiko, who was grinning, and Nagato, who had distanced himself. "Come here! Why are you so far away?"

"Being obedient," Nagato replied matter-of-factly.

"...Do you remember our signal?" Yuto reminded again. "When you hear the sound of a cup breaking, act immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking—

"Boss, boss! The Amegakure people are here!" an Akatsuki ninja shouted.

…

Hanzo of the Salamander silently observed the village in front of him. Although he had already learned through intelligence that Akatsuki was developing well and recognized by many villages for their helpfulness and selfless dedication, he never expected this...

It had only been a few years.

How had it developed so quickly?!

Other villages were still in chaos, but this place?

There was even a barbecue joint and some weird dance hall!

Yuto BBQ?

Yuto Dance Hall?

Would anyone in the Land of Rain even go to such places and spend money?

But still, this showed that Akatsuki's development was indeed impressive.

Especially considering the number of ninjas among them, particularly one...

He fixed his cold gaze on one of the ninjas and said calmly, "Swift Foot Kyusuke?"

Kyusuke was once a ninja from Amegakure—powerful, possessing a unique bloodline limit, and a promising young man Hanzo still remembered.

But he hadn't expected this.

Kyusuke... had betrayed the village!

"Leader Hanzo!" Kyusuke saw his former boss, remained silent for a moment, then walked over and said, "Thank you for coming."

As soon as the words fell—

"Traitor!" one of the Ame Ninjas behind Hanzo shouted before he could respond.

"The shame of Amegakure!"

"Sorry." Kyusuke remained calm and said lightly, "I just found the hope I've always sought in the Leader."

The words hung in the air.

Hanzo frowned, studying Kyusuke calmly. Without a word, he turned and walked forward. "Take me to him!"

These people were bold.

"Let's see what this old man calls 'hope!'"

...

"Here it comes!"

Fortunately, someone had filled the pit in time, and Yuto led his group to meet Hanzo of the Salamander.

At that moment, Yahiko also stepped forward to greet Hanzo with a smile.

In truth, Yahiko had great respect for Hanzo of the Salamander.

The Demigod of the Ninja World.

A supremely powerful figure who had bested the Sannin during the Second Ninja War.

He had also worked tirelessly for peace in the Land of Rain.

Once, Yahiko had dreamed of working alongside Hanzo to bring peace to their war-torn land. But, for some reason, not long after the Second Ninja War ended, Hanzo seemed to become a completely different person...

"Yahiko." Yahiko introduced himself with a smile. "Hanzo-sama!"

"Hanzo of the Salamander." Hanzo nodded, paused, and added, "You... aren't bad."

The tone carried both praise and indifference.

At that moment, it could be said that the two major forces of the Land of Rain had finally come face-to-face.

...

Yuto, standing nearby, sighed inwardly. If only his schemes hadn't been interrupted, he would have simply waited for Yahiko to eventually surpass Hanzo of the Salamander and then taken control of the Land of Rain himself.

But now...

It seemed the 600 million hadn't arrived.

Did this mean he gave up on Rinnegan?

Damn it! There is no Danzo!

Yuto cursed his wasted efforts at disguise.

Hanzo was then escorted to the temporary meeting room, where Yuto subtly gestured to Nagato.

[Listen for my signal!]

Nagato, unimpressed, rolled his Rinnegan and looked at Yuto with irritation. "With all those explosive tags, aren't you afraid we'll blow ourselves up too?"

His words caused Konan and Kana to freeze, cold sweat forming on their foreheads.

Yes!

What was the point of so many explosive tags?

Were they planning to blow themselves up as well?!

Nagato frowned, now realizing the absurdity of it all. This setup seemed completely counterproductive.

Were they prepared to go down with everyone else?

It was better to steer clear of psychopaths.

But now wasn't the time to relax. Nagato focused his attention on the Ame Ninjas waiting outside.

Suddenly.

"Ka-ka~"

A familiar sound came from inside the meeting room.

It was the sound of a cup smashing!

So soon?!

He had only just gone in!

Nagato and the others' expressions changed.

Was this how impatient the Land of Rain had become? Were they striking first?

A sneak attack?!

"Universal Pull!"

No more hesitation. They weren't about to be polite!

…

Move forward a little in time.

After Yahiko and Hanzo walked in, they sat down, and someone arranged to serve tea.

Only...

Hanzo of the Salamander, wearing a gas mask, was unable to drink the tea. The Ame ninjas around him, cautious of poison, also refrained from touching it.

So...

They got straight to the point.

"You guys..." Hanzo snorted coldly, first asserting his dominance by stomping his foot and slamming the table hard. Then... a teacup placed at the edge of the table tumbled to the ground under the dazed gazes of Yahiko and Yuto.

[Oh no!]

Their faces stiffened, and their hearts skipped a beat.

However...

Hanzo of the Salamander didn't seem to care. It was merely a display of strength. What was so wrong about breaking a cup?

Seeing the stunned expressions of the two, he frowned. "Were you scared by me?"

Such character, such quality, such magnanimity...

How ridiculous!

They were really just a group of young people.

It seems I was worrying too much!

He chuckled to himself and looked at them coldly. "Akat..."

The word wasn't finished.

"Universal Pull!"

A cold voice echoed.

Hanzo froze, sensing something. He blankly raised his head to see the ceiling being torn apart.

"???"

Akatsuki... Trap?!