Chapter 766: Masked Obito: I'm the Substitute?

"You're saying that Obito Uchiha, who was 'sacrificed' in the Third Shinobi World War, has returned to Konoha?

Then 'Madara Uchiha,' wearing a black robe and mask, raided Konoha at night, rampaging through the Root organization's base, and only the combined efforts of Hiruzen Sarutobi and Obito Uchiha forced 'Madara Uchiha' to retreat."

After listening to Zetsu's report on Konoha's intelligence, even Masked Obito, who had weathered many storms, was momentarily stunned.

How could he himself not know that he had returned to Konoha, and still

The quality of the tea itself wasn't important, but this detail revealed the mercenary guild's attitude—they had specifically prepared tea, and not of ordinary quality, showing that the guild held great expectations for this meeting.

In fact, when they saw Guden, the coalition members had already guessed his purpose; after all, who would come calling at this time without some objective?

By the time it was passed down to this grandson, the Great Ming Dynasty had already existed for nearly two hundred years. This prince was named Zhu Xianhuo Jie.

"I plan to invest all four million, and the remaining one million should be enough for daily expenses," Zhao Gan said calmly.

Especially Lu Shuang, whose eyes showed a look of terror. I had intended to say some bold words, but seeing everyone in such a state, I swallowed back what I wanted to say.

Wang Defang glared fiercely at Ye Chengzhi, like a bucket of cold water poured over Ye Chengzhi's head, bringing him back to reason. The other three all cast different expressions at them—some surprised, some puzzled, some scrutinizing.

"Hanging five heads at the door should be good enough to scare people!" The willful laugh had already frightened the opponents out of their wits. The boss's legs gave way, and he fell to his knees with a thud, and in an instant, the five of them knelt in a row, weapons scattered all over the ground.

It was clear that the client was extremely satisfied with their creative planning. Looking back on all the rushing around during this time, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Nie Zheng charged straight in, ascended the steps, and assassinated Xia Lei, causing chaos on all sides." Nie Zheng kept roaring and killed several dozen more people.

Few villagers had ever drunk beer, and it wasn't popular there—everyone drank hard liquor. Afraid there wouldn't be enough for everyone, Zhao Gan brought back five whole cases of white liquor, all drunk from bowls, saving even the need for cups.

At the very center of the main house were placed the ancestral tablets of the clan's elders. Thousands of prayer mats were laid on the ground, and the clan leader knelt at the frontmost mat.

Mo Li was greatly surprised at the sight of the Grand Elder; she had never seen him like this. Usually, he always had a stern image at the academy, so seeing him suddenly act this way was a bit hard to get used to.

The cave beneath the flagstone was pitch black, with faint rustling sounds of creatures moving coming from within.

After leaving Li Yu's room, Lou Tianhao called Yan Shanxue and told her about the current situation.

How could ordinary commoners have ever seen Jory? But moments later, cheers arose like crashing waves.

The princess lifted her head with some difficulty, her eyes shimmering with a resolute glint; the pride of the Serperior forbade it from falling easily.

This time, within the Gu clan, no one dared to underestimate Xiao Yan anymore. Setting aside his own cultivation level, just the fact that he was a Ninth-Rank Alchemist meant even the Gu clan dared not look down on him.

Among the five war kings of Eastern Sichuan, Fan Xingkang ranked first, Old Zhao third, Yang Dianfeng fourth, and the traitor Du Ziteng fifth.

The reverence etched into the depths of her soul could not be erased, and moreover, she carried the aura of demonic beasts and demonic swords.

"You'd better get out of here now, get out of Silver City, or else I'll make sure your family never sees tomorrow's sun." Zhang Zhi's face darkened as he pointed at Hua Xin, like a demon ready to devour.

As for the latter, facing the main force of the navy that was confronting deep-sea high-end combat power, when dealing with high-level deep-sea beings or even the ultra-thick resentment energy barriers of the Hime-class deep-sea entities, without a few powerful battleships or battlecruiser big sisters on hand, how could they even fight?