"Naruto: Ice God"Chapter 156: Seeking Someone at the Money Exchange
After learning of Sunagakure's defeat, Kumogakure, which had been unable to gain any advantage, also chose to withdraw their forces. However, their attitude remained defiant: they refused to sign a peace treaty with Konoha, maintaining a state of war, though the intensity of combat had diminished considerably.
This time, Ōnoki didn't dare take advantage of the situation either. After all, everyone still remembered the Third Raikage's combat prowess. Although they had managed to overwhelm that physically formidable Kage through sheer numbers, the damage he inflicted on Iwagakure was very real.
The final major event was the internal strife within Amegakure.
Hanzō, the legitimate village leader of Amegakure and the notorious poison specialist known as the "Demigod of the Shinobi World," declared that the Akatsuki organization within his territory was accepting foreign aid with intentions to split Amegakure, and formally declared war against them.
Neighboring villages all turned their attention to this country that had single-handedly ignited the Second Shinobi World War.
Underground gambling houses began taking bets on whether Hanzō or Akatsuki would emerge victorious.
A certain Lady Tsunade, who wished to remain anonymous, also participated, betting on Hanzō to win.
However, none of this concerned Feng Bai, who had just bid farewell to the slug that had been biting a handkerchief while spraying acid.
Accompanied by Yakura, Feng Bai arrived at a place called Ninsen Town within the Land of Fire.
"Do you know about money exchanges?"
Walking down the street, Feng Bai glanced at Yakura, who was now wearing the Konoha forehead protector he had given her, and asked.
"Money exchanges? Of course—all five major nations have them."
Yakura answered without hesitation.
"Then do you know where the money exchange is located within the Land of Fire?"
Feng Bai's question made Yakura feel her intelligence was being insulted.
She had wanted to say this back in Shikkotsu Forest—this so-called White Reaper seemed rather dim-witted, though admittedly cute. But was this really acceptable?
A local asking a foreigner about local conditions—how was she supposed to respond to that?
Yakura remained silent, simply gazing at Feng Bai with pitying eyes.
This child had clearly traded all his intelligence for good looks.
Feeling somewhat unnerved under Yakura's stare, Feng Bai realized something and coughed to mask his embarrassment: "Ahem, I'm just, well, I'm gathering enemy intelligence, seeing whether your Sunagakure is secretly investigating our Land of Fire's information."
The black lines on Yakura's forehead multiplied.
Yes, she admitted Sunagakure's leadership were a bunch of brainless fools, but they wouldn't ignore your military preparations to investigate money exchanges that exist in every country, would they? Even the most incompetent fool couldn't do something that stupid.
"Just tell me directly what you want to do."
Yakura still preferred straightforward communication.
"I want to find someone. With him, my plan can proceed smoothly. No, I'm still missing one person—I still need an unlucky noble."
Information about nobles was easy to obtain, but as for money exchanges...
He could only rely entirely on his father.
Pulling out a scroll from his pocket, Feng Bai searched for his current location according to the index.
"What's that?" Seeing the densely packed text on the scroll, Yakura was somewhat curious.
"Something my father gave me—it's like an emergency contact directory. Let me see... Ninsen Town, found it. There's a Root general store. What kind of terrible name is that?"
After complaining about the naming skills, Feng Bai led Yakura to find the small shop according to the directions.
The shop was quite deserted. Apart from the cluttered merchandise, only a young shopkeeper lounged idly at the counter.
However, when he noticed Yakura's figure at the entrance, he immediately raised his head alertly.
"Don't worry, she's one of us."
Leading Yakura into the shop, Feng Bai signaled that the other party needn't be nervous.
"Codename J?"
The shopkeeper remained somewhat concerned and used a code phrase to inquire.
"All normal, nothing wrong." Knowing the other party was worried he might be coerced by Yakura, Feng Bai was both amused and exasperated. Not to boast, but with his current strength, one Yakura couldn't threaten him.
"What are your orders, Young Master Feng Bai?" Realizing Feng Bai had come of his own volition, the shopkeeper quickly stepped forward to close the shop door, leading Feng Bai to a secret room behind the building, where he knelt and awaited instructions.
These people were Root's informants, essentially Root's external personnel. After all, everyone knew Root's official roster only had sixteen members.
"Do you have information on a Takigakure rogue ninja named Kakuzu? I want to know his whereabouts."
That's right—the person Feng Bai was seeking was Kakuzu.
He was Akatsuki's treasurer, the economic manager. With him, Feng Bai could sit back and count money, occasionally buying hundreds of millions of explosive tags to enjoy watching the other's heart attacks.
"Please wait a moment."
The informant moved quickly, soon bringing Feng Bai the information he wanted.
However, Feng Bai was quite disappointed upon receiving it.
The records only contained Kakuzu's background, with no information about his current whereabouts.
Well, of course—in most people's eyes, this fellow was a Takigakure rogue ninja from Hashirama's era. Who could imagine he had survived until now thanks to Earth Grudge Fear?
However, Feng Bai naturally knew where to find him.
"Where is the nearest money exchange from here?"
...
Whether it was coincidence or not, upon seeing the enormous public restroom before him, Feng Bai really wanted to complain.
Were restrooms the universal disguise for all money exchanges?
Or had he coincidentally arrived at the place where Asuma would meet his end in the future?
Bah, bah, bah—if Asuma found out, he'd definitely spray him to death with Ash Pile Burning.
"Are you coming or not?"
Feng Bai turned to look at Yakura, whose face showed clear disgust.
"Let's go."
Yakura pinched her nose, consoling herself that this was just repaying a debt, and walked ahead.
Entering the men's restroom, they stepped past a row of stalls to a urinal, where Feng Bai pressed a tile. The entire wall began moving under the mechanism's action.
A fierce-looking middle-aged man sat quietly on a simple folding chair. Hearing the mechanism's sound, he didn't look up, merely continued reading his newspaper: "Posting a bounty or collecting a reward?"
"Looking for someone."
Feng Bai's answer was unexpected for the man.
Looking up, he saw the forehead protector hanging around Feng Bai's neck.
"A Konoha ninja? Very sorry, the money exchange doesn't—" The man was about to refuse without thinking.
Just another fool trying to extract information about rogue ninjas from the money exchange. Having worked in this business for so many years, the man had seen many such people, and none had ever succeeded.
After all, behind the money exchanges were forces that ninjas couldn't afford to provoke—
A Scorch Release fireball reduced the desk to ashes, and Feng Bai's senbon precisely pierced the scroll the man was about to open.
"You—"
With his summoning scroll destroyed, the man's expression instantly turned ugly.
His greatest trump card was that scroll in his hand. Without it, the man couldn't call upon the money exchange's protector.
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