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44 Country of River Quest

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After parting ways with Naruto, Chiba returned home and started exercising while there was still time. Sweat dripped down her face, and her face was filled with determination.

There was no pain or tiredness in cultivation. There was only the joy of seeing oneself grow.

At that time, all the sweat and effort were worth it.

It was afternoon.

It was close to seven o'clock.

After Qian Ye packed up, she arrived at the Fiery Shadow Cliff in advance.

From here, one could overlook Muye.

It was almost summer.

The sun rose early and the night fell late.

The sunset glow burned the sky red, and soon it was silent. The village slowly began to light up. The entire forest was surrounded by the leaves, and the leaves in the light were very bright.

Looking out, he could see the Naruto Building that was the center of attention. The bustling streets were intertwined. In the evening, the streets were bustling with people.

The view was wide and the wind was very noisy.

Whoosh!

A figure appeared beside Qian Ye.

Qian Ye didn't even turn around.

Morning teacher, you're late."

"Ahaha, sorry, sorry."

It was Bai Yunzao.

He smiled awkwardly.

Then, he went straight to the point and said,"Your father and I have an unusual relationship…"

Qian Ye was stunned.

“......”

Qian Ye shook her head and threw those messy thoughts out.

"We used to be teammates."

"I, your father, and your mother were once in the same team, just like you, Oda Yuta, and Fukada Masa.”Bai Yunzao began to explain.

White Cloud Morning slowly told the story.

At nine o'clock at night.

White Cloud looked at the time in the morning and realized that it was already so late. He was always immersed in telling stories and telling his past experiences.

In Qian Ye's mind, she was still reminiscing about what Bai Yunzao had said!

His mother…

Was it the Swirl Clan?

Was there a mistake?

Although Qian Ye had fantasized about whether her mother was from the Whirlpool Race when she obtained the Whirlpool Physique, she had never imagined that she would be born into the Whirlpool Race. That was because when he was in the Time Corridor, he saw his childhood memories. At that time, his mother had long, light red hair, which was completely different from Naruto's mother's hair color. Chiba had only been fond of it in his heart and treated it as a fantasy. Now, he was telling him that it was true?

Qian Ye was still a little confused.

In other words…

His whirlpool constitution was really real!

Qian Ye smiled bitterly in his heart.

The melodramatic plot…

And his father…

He had blocked the fatal blow from Nine-Tails for the third-generation successor, and his mother had also sacrificed herself while assisting in the sealing. These were actually no secrets, but very few people mentioned that grief.

As for the third generation…

He felt even more guilty!

Therefore, when Qian Ye appeared to be under control, the third-generation successor was more than willing to provide some help to her. Of course, if Qian Ye was out of control, the third-generation successor would definitely stab her in the back in cold blood.

Powerful people were cold-blooded!

"Hu…" Bai Yunzao patted Qian Ye's shoulder." Go back and rest early. We still have to gather early tomorrow."”

"Yes."

Qian Ye nodded.

He wanted to be alone!

At night.

It was very quiet.

Qian Ye lay on the tatami mat at home and looked at the ceiling. He was lost in thought for a long time and remained silent. His parents had spent their entire lives for Mu Ye, and his father was really a social butterfly.

......

The next morning.

Qian Ye casually packed up and came to Mu Ye's main entrance.

He wasn't too late.

There were only Bai Yunzao and a few members of the caravan.

"Are you alright?"

Bai Yunzao was concerned. He was afraid that Qian Ye was still young and would not be able to accept her parents 'matters. If she was not careful, she would go astray. This was the rebellious period.

Qian Ye's talent…

It would be a sin if he ruined it.

"I'm not a child." Qian Ye rolled her eyes.

"Yes, yes."

After a while.

Yuta Oda and Masayoshi Fukada came together. They had always had a good relationship in the team.

"Sorry, we're late.”

"Phew... Phew..." Panting.

"We just arrived."

Qian Ye smiled.

A modest gentleman was as gentle as jade.

Seven o'clock.

"Everyone, get ready. We can set off.”A middle-aged man with a small goatee walked over and shouted. Then, he walked towards Chiba and the others." Morning Lord, it's our honor to have you escort us to the River Country."”

The middle-aged man obviously knew Bai Yun Zaoshi and was very respectful to him.

"Ah, taking care of students."

"Greetings, ninja lords. I am Takashi Asai, the person in charge of this caravan.”

"Yuan Qianye."

"Yuta Oda."

"Masa Fusada."

"Lord Morning, we can set off in a few minutes. Please wait.”Takeshi Asai bowed and said respectfully.

Bai Yunzao nodded.

Takashi Asai went to call the members of the caravan to check if there were any loopholes.

Qian Ye was stunned.

Escort mission…

He had executed it.

There was a high chance that they would not encounter ninjas in such missions. At most, they would encounter bandits. However, the period was long. Some long-distance escorts would even take ten to twenty days.

Even though the merchants respected the ninjas, they were not like Takeshi Asai, who carved respect into their bones.

"I saved his life on a mission not long ago.”

Bai Yunzao glanced at Qian Ye.

Naturally, he saw through Qian Ye's doubts, so he explained.

"Oh..."

Qian Ye nodded.

In that case, it made sense.

" Sir Zaoshi, there's no problem."

Not far away.

Takeshi Asai waved his hand and shouted.

"Let's go then."

Bai Yunzao said.

At the entrance.

After Asai handed over the document, a long carriage lined up and dragged the supplies slowly towards their destination…

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