Chapter 254: Admit Your Mistakes

"You two, why have you come all the way here?"

As soon as they entered the door, without waiting for the two of them to sit down, the old man opposite started asking questions.

Ignoring Xingying's question, Feidan sat directly in front of the other party and slammed the sickle on his back on the tea table without any hesitation.

"Are you Xingying?"

Orochimaru knew Hidan's character and didn't care about his arrogant and domineering style of behavior. The two of them came to demand an explanation, and they were facing a small ninja village like this.

He did not sit down, but stood quietly behind the other party like his entourage and guard.

This scene made the ninjas present instantly nervous, and several of them had already put their hands on the ninja tool bags around their waists.

"How dare you! How dare you speak to Lord Xingying like that? Believe it or not, I will make sure you can't leave this house!"

The extra male immediately took the lead and stood up, and the ninjas who were already ready to make a move behind him also surrounded him.

It seemed that as long as Xingying smashed the cup as a signal, these swordsmen would rush up and cut the two men into pieces.

Seeing that the two men in front of him not only remained calm in the face of more than twenty ninjas, but also had their mouth corners slightly raised.

When the old man met Feiduan's half-smile, he suddenly had an illusion in his heart.

The suppressed excitement seemed to be telling him to hurry up and chop me up if you are a brother...

After a moment's silence, the old man still did not choose to take action immediately. Instead, he waved his hand, signaling everyone to retreat.

"I am Xingying from Xingying Village. Can you please explain your purpose?"

He had originally intended to give the two of them a warning, but who knew that the other party would be so tough and ask about his identity even though he already knew the answer. Wasn't his bamboo hat obvious enough?

It is almost the same as those in the major ninja villages, except for the different characters on it, it is almost one-to-one.

The other party obviously didn't take him seriously! Thinking of this, the old man's eyes became sharp and stared at Feidan.

If the other party cannot explain his purpose to him convincingly, he doesn't mind using his strength to bully the weak and his numbers to keep the other party here forever.

"Tsk... don't look at me like that. We came here to settle accounts with you. I don't know where you got the confidence from!"

Facing the old man's gaze, Feiduan calmly explained his purpose.

"Oh? Settle the accounts? Our Xingying Village is located in a remote area and we rarely interfere in other countries' affairs. It is even more impossible for us to have a conflict of interest with you. Are you mistaken?"

When the old man heard what Feidan said, a look of confusion immediately appeared on his face, and his eyes were a little confused.

However, the extra behind them changed his expression slightly and his heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Feiduan won't buy it. Since he refuses to admit it, he will just lift the last layer of fig leaf.

"You're pretending well! You ninjas from the Hoshikage Village attacked our caravan for no reason and killed quite a few of us. Don't tell me it wasn't you who did it!"

After saying that, Feiduan immediately slammed the table and stood up. He even came to his door but he still didn't admit it. Did he really think he was weak and could be bullied?

The atmosphere immediately became tense again, especially the extra who couldn't hold back any longer and took out his knife.

"Humph! Others may not know about this, but as the Kage of the Hoshikage Village, don't tell me you know nothing about this!"

Without paying any attention to the ninjas who were surrounding him again, Feidan took out five or six forehead protectors from his arms and threw them directly in front of the old man.

These were left behind by the Star Shadow Ninjas who died in the battle, and some were stained with dried blood.

Although there were frequent caravans leaving the North, they were all escorted by ninjas to some extent. A ninja team from the North was completely killed in the battle, but several of the other side's lives were saved.

The Star Shadow Ninjas in the room thought they were about to start fighting, but when they saw the familiar forehead protector on the table, they were all stunned.

"This... is indeed our village's ninja forehead protector..."

"That's impossible. I haven't heard of any ninjas going out on missions recently!"

"Is it fake? Maybe he bought it at a two-dollar store..."

The surrounding ninjas began to get agitated, muttering all sorts of things.

At this moment, the supporting actor who Orochimaru had some impression of stepped forward again and started to scold:

"Humph! The ninjas from our village haven't been out on a mission for a long time. What does this ninja forehead protector mean? I think you are here to cause trouble on purpose. Brothers, kill them!"

He took the lead and moved forward before he finished speaking. Several ninjas behind him also moved. Some ninjas who didn't understand the situation also instinctively moved forward.

It seems that this guy still has some prestige, and is quite good at inciting people.

Orochimaru and Hidan remained indifferent to the few people who had already approached them.

This time it was Feiduan who was staring at Xingying. The distance between them was less than two meters. As long as the other person had the wrong expression, he would tell the other person what Death was.

As for the threat behind him, he didn't need to worry about it at all.

At this time, the extra had come to within three meters behind Orochimaru and was about to raise the long sword in his hand.

"Wait! Who told you to act rashly? Get back now!"

The old man reacted and stood up immediately. He glared at the ninjas who were approaching him, and the latter immediately stopped moving forward.

The extra could only grit his teeth and put away his sword unwillingly.

"I think there must be a misunderstanding! I really don't know about this!"

Everyone in the field clearly felt that the old man's tone had become much weaker, and the look of doubt on his face not only did not disappear, but became even stronger.

Seeing that the other person's brows were almost twisted into a knot, which didn't seem fake, and his tone also became slower, Feiduan sat down again.

"We didn't come all the way to this place to tease you. This person must be a ninja from your village. This is an ironclad fact!"

The old man also sat back in his original position, picked up the forehead protector in front of him and examined it carefully.

The forehead guards of ninjas from the same village may look the same, but they have subtle differences. The simplest and clearest difference is that there is a number engraved on the back of the forehead guards.

These numbers correspond to corresponding ninjas. The numbers are determined when a ninja graduates from the ninja school. Even if a ninja is blown to pieces on the battlefield, the identity of the deceased can be known as long as the forehead protector is still there.

"Please give me some time. If it was really done by the ninja from our village, I will definitely give your village an explanation!"

The old man seemed to be quite responsible, and his tone was firm.

Although Xingying lives in a remote corner, as the shadow of a village, he knows more about the situation outside than the villagers.

This newly rising ninja village in the north is not easy to mess with. It not only annexed the surrounding small ninja villages, but also integrated the surrounding small countries in one fell swoop.

Although it is not clear whether the opponent's specific strength can be compared with the five major ninja villages, it is definitely not comparable to a small ninja village like theirs.

"Humph! We are all here to make trouble. If we make a mistake, we must admit it. If we are beaten, we must stand at attention!"

Feiduan was unyielding and slammed the table and spit on the other person's face. Even so, the old man did not dare to get angry. This is the sadness of being a small ninja village.