Chapter 9: One Thousand and Two

Practical training? The children of the Hyuga clan are practicing their body techniques by finding opponents? I have never even heard of this child on the opposite side, and judging by this miserable state, he is certainly not a genius

It is not necessary to use so much for the bandaging

However, upon reflection, one thousand taels is probably not a significant amount for the other party. Ninjas belong to a high-income group; for a D-level mission, the income is divided among the team, and each person can receive nearly a thousand taels.

Father," the man replied

However, before he could knock on the door, someone suddenly appeared right in front of him.

How did it get hurt like this

He stepped forward, picked up Hinata Hideki, and threw him over his shoulder with a simple and forceful motion

The pervert actually dared to gaze at me openly

The onlookers were momentarily taken aback, and then burst into laughter, with some who recognized the man with the mustache teasing him a bit. The man with the mustache, feeling helpless, pointed in a certain direction, prompting the crowd to look over.

What is on his back is ... ...

A kid as insignificant as you can only call yourself a ninja after graduating Someone laughed and scolded, Is that from the Hyuga clan on your back? Did you knock him out? Is he seriously injured?

Hinata Hideki's father's expression darkened further. Hinata Hideki was unclear about the situation, but he was well aware in his heart that a craftsman-type Chunin, although not bearing the Hinata surname and being a commoner, still held considerable weight in the Hinata clan, not necessarily much lower than his own standing

Is this practice? This is bullying

After a moment of hesitation, he unexpectedly took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it to Zheng Dai

Zheng Dai almost instinctively agreed

I silently recited a few phrases and then greeted, "Hello, Uncle, you are Xiushu's ... ... "

"Returning to one's own family while also circumventing obstacles." I was secretly mocking, glancing at the silver note in my hand, the amount being one thousand taels, "Oh, quite generous. Such a reasonable parent truly makes me feel a bit of shame."

This combination, if it were not for the two children, would be reminiscent of the scene of war casualties returning to the village—one heavily injured in appearance but actually not in serious condition, carrying another who is seriously injured internally, returning to the village for recuperation

The questioner was taken aback, exchanging glances with others, a hint of dissatisfaction creeping onto their faces. This is akin to the principle of being troubled not by scarcity but by inequality; while Masaru Seida was battered and bruised, Hidetaka Hinata had merely fallen asleep from exhaustion, yet he still made the injured Masaru carry him home, which indeed sounds excessive

Hiyoshi's father furrowed his brow slightly, sensing that the words being spoken were not entirely detailed. Under his scrutinizing gaze, he observed that aside from a small bruise on Hiyoshi's chest, there were no other injuries on his body. However, his arms showed slight muscle damage, which was completely consistent with the fatigue resulting from excessive training.

The second time was hard work, in fact, it was an apology. I was momentarily taken aback, hesitating as I took the banknote: "It's nothing, thank you, uncle. Can I go home now?"

However, even though there was a sense of dissatisfaction, ultimately no one spoke up to help Zheng Dai seek an explanation. The status of the prominent families was deeply entrenched, and only a few suggested assisting Zheng Dai in returning to show his grievances, but he declined their offer.

However, it was difficult to discern anything from Hinata Shuki, who was unconscious on his back, except that his expression appeared somewhat twisted

"Zheng Dai, Zheng Dai... the blacksmith's house?"

The Hinata clan's territory is vast and impressive

Onlookers: "Good!"

Thank you for your hard work

Fortunately, he held back, damn it, setting a trap

In the gaze of the crowd, Hinata Shuki was seen struggling to walk with a heavy burden on his back.

Especially when one party is a child from a civilian family and the other is a child from the Hyuga clan, one of the leading families of Konoha, it only adds fuel to the fire

"There is nothing wrong." He shook his head and said, "He isn't hurt, just tired and sleepy. He asked me to carry him home. Alright, thank you, uncles and aunts, for your concern. I will head to the Hyuga clan's territory now"

Zheng Dai took a pause in his steps and said with a silly smile: "It's just a friendly exchange among classmates, no worries, for ninjas, these are merely minor injuries"

Two plates were smashed into pieces

Is this Hinata Shukuro's father? If things go awry, bullying the younger and the older will just lead to his replacement. There is a high probability of becoming a Chunin, a low probability of becoming a Jonin, but what remains unchanged is that I cannot defeat any of them. Stay calm, stay calm; I will not pursue the matter of my transparency for now.

Uncle Jiang is quite famous. He is nodding his head.

Upon reflection, there are many more injuries on the body, with few bruises from punches or kicks; most are contusions and abrasions, unlike those inflicted by Hyuga Shuki

The plan is half successful; the rest depends on whether Hinata Shuki has a thin enough skin. Regardless of the outcome, this thousand taels of gain is worth the price of admission. "Going home, there is still a play to perform at home..."

Suddenly, there is a feeling of guarding a treasury

A man stepped forward: "Little brat from the blacksmith's, who hurt you like this?"

Zheng Dai forced a smile and took out the prepared words: "Don't worry, Uncle. Xiu Shu and I had agreed to practice in real combat at school. Xiu Shu got tired from the practice and fell asleep. I have entrusted him to you."

Is that the child of the blacksmith?

The misfortune at the doorstep

A young man in his twenties, not a ninja, with a small mustache, holds a thin bamboo pole in each hand, continuously spinning two porcelain plates on top. Occasionally, he even manages to toss them high into the air and switch their positions.

In another ten years, the head of his classmate Asma will be worth thirty million taels.

The person is around thirty years old, has cataracts, and the position of the forehead is relatively low. His face bears a six-point resemblance to Hyuga Hideki. Before Zheng Dai could speak, he directly rolled his eyes, scanning Zheng Dai and Hyuga Hideki for a moment, and soon let out a sigh of relief

In the streets, there are vendors selling their goods, groups gathered around playing chess, and even performers doing juggling acts

Then he looked at her, hesitated for a few seconds, and said: "Thank you for your hard work, what is your name?"

What is going on with you?

This is correct. Hinata Hideki's father nodded slightly, but his expression quickly darkened, as a scene formed in his mind of Hinata Hideki's attack continuously crashing into the tree and rolling over mhetushucom .com

In Naruto, the currency is such that one tael is approximately equal to ten yen, or a little over six mao in RMB, which means that the purchasing power of this banknote is equivalent to over six hundred yuan

As one of the oldest clans, the Hyuga clan's rules are quite rigid, and very few clan members venture out for leisure in the evening. Therefore, at this time, around 7 o'clock, the gates of the Hyuga clan's estate are already firmly closed

The painful Second World War had ended a year and a half ago, and the villagers had completely emerged from the shadows of war. Although night had fallen, the eastern alley of Konoha Village remained bustling with activity

A hundred lights shine brightly, the crowd bustling with activity, and the sounds of laughter rising and falling.

He continued along the bustling eastern alley of Konoha Village until he reached the Hyuga clan's territory

The little mustache grinned ... ... Clap! Clap!

The woods over there

Correctly worn

At this moment, Zheng Dai was dressed in tattered clothes, covered in dust, with a bruise in the center of his forehead. His exposed wrists and ankles were also marked with scars, and there were even traces of blood faintly visible, how tragic it was

Where are you practicing your skills

... ... Hmm. Hinata Hideki's father hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end, he simply waved his hand and swiftly disappeared with Hinata Hideki.