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“It won’t take three months!” Qingwu released his grip and said, “But I’m talking about the stability of the border. I’ll make the Yunyin border stable in a month.”

Tsunade seemed thoughtful. "Kid, what do you mean?"

Qingwu shrugged: "I can't guarantee that Kumogakure will agree to peace talks immediately, after all, the Fourth Raikage is a reckless man."

"Haha." Tsunade chuckled. "Ah—indeed!"

"Then what do you mean?" At this point, Koharu Utatane had no choice but to admit it.

"If we scare them into submission, we can prevent Yunyin from easily crossing the territory I'm stationed in," Qingwu said matter-of-factly. "It might be a protracted war, but I guarantee Yunyin won't gain any advantage!"

The Third Shinobi World War had only ended a few years ago, and no one dared to easily spread the flames of war throughout the entire shinobi world.

As for localized wars, Qingwu believes that he is now no less intimidating than a tailed beast, and is a perfectly "conscious" Jinchūriki!

Having made his promise, Qingwu concluded by saying, "I will set off for the border first thing tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Tsunade thought for a moment, nodded to the old man, and followed him out.

“Hiruzen—” Mitokado Homura couldn’t help but speak.

"Do as he says." The Third Hokage interrupted him, sat back in his chair, and lit his pipe.

Amidst the swirling smoke, his eyes were unfathomable. "Perhaps... Konoha really needs such a sharp blade."

Hyuga Hizashi bowed deeply, his voice choked with emotion: "Hokage-sama, Lord Qingwu... he is the eternal benefactor of my Hyuga clan."

The third generation leader was taken aback, and then he realized what was happening.

This kid not only gained benefits, but also, since he was going to the border of Kumogakure anyway, he also gained the friendship of the Hyuga clan.

Was it intentional? Or unintentional?

Koharu Utatane narrowed her eyes and said, "Hizashi, that kid wasn't doing all this for your Hyuga clan."

The Third Hokage glanced at his old friend, then looked at Hyuga Hizashi and said:

"It may not be entirely true, but it did help you. Otherwise, the Hyuga clan would have faced a lot of pressure from the Hidden Cloud Village's questioning."

Koharu, who was turning over a new room, hesitated to speak, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

……

Outside the Hokage Building.

Tsunade refused Qingwu's request to visit Xiyan, claiming that the surgery was complete and that she only needed to rest to recover.

Faced with Qingwu's sincere thanks, Tsunade only said: I am ultimately a part of Konoha.

Qingwu remembered something and curiously asked Tsunade how the surgery was performed.

Based on the PTSD he suffered from during World War II, he knew that Tsunade had hemophobia, and that when Tsunade arrived at Root that day, her complexion had obviously become very bad.

Yugao's injuries were severe, and Qingwu was very curious about how Tsunade performed the surgery under such circumstances.

"You guessed I have hemophobia?" Tsunade was also surprised, then added, "You noticed?"

“It’s hard not to notice,” Qingwu said honestly. “When you came in that night, your hands were shaking, although you steadied them quickly.”

Tsunade walked silently for a while.

"I did it blindfolded." She finally spoke, her tone flat, as if she were talking about someone else.

"Using the chakra scalpel, I can sense the flow of chakra within Yugao's body, the texture of her muscles, and the location of her broken bones, using the touch of chakra to replace my sight."

Qingwu exclaimed, "He truly deserves to be called the number one medical ninja in the ninja world."

He imagined the scene:

The surgeon, blindfolded, used only the incredibly fine chakra threads at his fingertips to suture severed blood vessels, reconnect broken meridians, and repair damaged internal organs.

That would require an incredible level of control!

Tsunade gave a light hum and readily accepted the boy's praise.

"That blood..." Qingwu pressed.

"You can sense it; the 'tactile sensation' transmitted through chakra is sometimes clearer than what you see."

Tsunade's voice lowered, and her hands unconsciously clenched slightly:

"Nausea, vomiting, blurred vision, it's an old problem, but the chakra scalpel can't stop, or the patient will die."

Qingwu clicked his tongue in amazement. He had been so focused on saving Xiyan that he had almost forgotten about Tsunade's hemophobia.

"So I asked Jingyin to prepare a bucket and put it next to my feet. After I finished vomiting, I continued the surgery. Anyway, since I was blindfolded, no one could see me vomiting, so it wouldn't affect the surgery."

As Tsunade said this, she even twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing an expression that was hardly a smile, "It's just that Shizune had a hard time cleaning up afterwards."

No wonder no one else was present during the surgery.

Qingwu was filled with awe.

Tsunade didn't mention any difficulties before saving the person. Heaven knows how much willpower she needed during the surgery to save the younger generation of Konoha.

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

A thank you seems too little, and comfort is even more superfluous. For a woman like Tsunade, any pity might be an offense.

"Why are you telling me this?"

After walking for a while, Qingwu turned around and asked.

"You asked first." Tsunade glanced at him.

"Besides, it's good for you to know this. Don't think that saving Xiyan was an easy thing for me, kid! I paid a price, so you better do a good job and fulfill your promise."

"I will." Qingwu nodded, then couldn't help but ask, "So, after this surgery, has your hemophobia improved?"

"..." Tsunade stopped and said with a half-smile, "So you were actually concerned about me."

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"Hehe." Qingwu scratched the back of his head and gave a simple, honest smile.

Tsunade waved her hand, "Kid, you don't need to worry about my affairs. But you..."

After a pause, Tsunade's tone became more serious: "Be nicer to the old man. He's old, he thinks a lot, and he has a lot to worry about, but he's also very good to you!"

"I know." Qingwu took a deep breath:

"I will naturally treat those who are good to me well. Just like those people in the Root that night who wanted to kill me or harm the people around me, I will naturally fight back! It's very simple, isn't it?"

Tsunade stared at him for a few seconds, then shook her head, seemingly somewhat relieved.

"Keep it simple, alright, get out of here. Aren't we leaving tomorrow? Go back and get ready."

Qingwu's meaning was crystal clear: he still harbored resentment towards Konoha's higher-ups for Root's attack on his friend.

However, Tsunade didn't want to worry about that.

Besides... would a young person be considered young if they weren't hot-blooded?

"Hey, kid!"

Tsunade took a few steps forward, then stopped and said, "Come back alive!"

After saying that, he strode away without waiting for a response, his back still standing tall and straight.

"Got it!" Qingwu waved with a smile until Tsunade's figure disappeared around the corner.

Just as he was about to turn around and return to his territory, someone caught up with him from behind, "Lord Qingwu!"

Hyuga Hizashi, slightly out of breath, stood in front of him and bowed deeply, almost at a ninety-degree angle:

"Hyuga Hizashi and the Hyuga clan will never forget your kindness today! If there is any need for us in the future, Hizashi will certainly not refuse!"

Qingwu stopped and looked at the middle-aged man in front of her who was almost bent over.

He could sense the sincerity and gravity in the other person's words.

“Hizashi-senpai,” he reached out and helped Hizashi up, “there’s no need for that. I have my own reasons for doing things. It’s not for you, nor for the Hyuga clan.”

Richa straightened up, his eyes slightly red:

"Regardless, a favor is a favor. Also... please be careful, the Raikage of Kumogakure has a violent temper and may not act according to common sense."

Qingwu nodded. "Take care too."

He didn't feel anything about it, after all, he really was the one who killed the person.

However, it had a significant impact on Hyuga Hizashi—if Konoha hadn't compromised for the sake of peace talks, Neji wouldn't have lost his father.

Damn, in the original work, Neji was probably the most tragic of the twelve Konoha 12.

With this thought in mind, Qingwu looked towards the street corner as if sensing something.

Two figures, one large and one small, were waiting under the light.

Richa jogged over, nodded to the tribespeople accompanying the child, and then pulled the child closer.

“This is my son Neji. He insisted on coming to see me, and the clansmen couldn’t persuade him otherwise, so they brought him here.”

It was a little boy of three or four years old, wearing the standard white short-sleeved shirt of the Hyuga branch family, with his long black hair neatly combed.

A pair of clear, bright white eyes were scrutinizing Qingwu with curiosity and a hint of barely perceptible wariness.

Neji-chan!!!

Looking at the little boy in front of him, Qingwu found it hard to connect him with the boy in the original story who was burdened with the fate of the branch family and ultimately died in the Ninja World War.

Right now, Neji is still a child who would make a fuss about coming to find his father because he's worried about him.

"Neji, this is Lord Seigo, quickly greet him." Hizashi gently nudged his son.

Neji raised his head, his pure Byakugan eyes looking at Qingwu. His small face was expressionless, but he bowed slightly with perfect manners: "Lord Qingwu!"

The voice was childish, but the tone was steady, without the timidity of a typical child.

"Hmm." Qingwu responded, crouching down to align her gaze with Neji's. "Your name is Neji?"

"Yes." Neji nodded, his eyes fixed on Qingwu, as if trying to figure out who this person, whom his father treated with such seriousness, really was.

"How old are you!"