Fleeing from Konoha

Boom!

Lightning flashed, snowflakes fluttered.

Akago’s body transformed into a cannonball, flying into the castle, crashing into the wall at the end of the road, making a rumbling sound, and being buried by rocks and stones.

"Ra-Raikage-sama, please stop!"

At this moment, Samurai Rikaku finally reacted, seeing that the attacker of Hakushi and the other two was the Fourth Raikage from the Hidden Cloud Village who came to participate in the Five Kage Summit.

Immediately, his figure flickered, blocking the path ahead of the Fourth Raikage. Despite the beads of nervous sweat on his face, the warrior’s creed kept him from taking a step back, even in the face of one of the Five Kage, the Raikage.

He strictly followed Admiral Mifune’s teachings, maintaining absolute neutrality in this Five Kage Summit in the Land of Iron, merely upholding the order of the Five Kage Summit without creating enemies.

Therefore, protecting the life of each participant in the summit is an ironclad rule that the samurai would adhere to, even at the cost of their lives, never retreating half a step against anyone.

"Samurai, you should step back. Standing before you is one of the Five Kage, the esteemed Raikage-sama, if you don’t wish to lose your life."

One of the two Jonin guards behind the Fourth Raikage stepped forward, his skin a distinctive deep shade unique to the Land of Lightning, with thick lips, tattoos of ’Lightning’ and ’Water’ characters engraved on his shoulders, and a broad-bladed heavy sword strapped to his back.

He scratched his head, kindly urging the samurai to step aside.

"It’s my duty, I’m afraid I cannot comply. If Raikage-sama continues to proceed recklessly, then I will be your next opponent."

Samurai Rikaku’s eyes were determined, and without hesitation, he unsheathed his katana, showing no sign of fear within.

The Hidden Cloud Jonin helplessly said, "Sorry, boss, negotiations have failed."

"No matter, Darui, my opponent is not a samurai. After so many years, let me see how much your strength has grown, Byakugan woman."

The Fourth Raikage took a step forward, his chakra exceptionally wild, with the dense electric light as terrifying as a thunderstorm.

The eyes flickering with lightning bypassed Samurai Rikaku and landed on Ayane behind him.

Meanwhile, Hakushi was ignored by the Fourth Raikage.

"Still as wild and reckless as ever, is it really okay to carry on like this during the important moment of the Five Kage Summit as one of the Five Kage, Raikage?"

Ayane sighed wearily.

She knew something like this would happen.

"Save the nonsense, I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time!"

The hairs on his head stood on end as the Lightning Style Armor on the Fourth Raikage’s body grew even wilder, with visible currents repelling the wind and snow, which could not get near the Raikage’s robust figure.

"I’m not like you, I don’t want to trouble the samurai here. Let’s avoid a fight."

Ayane glanced at the samurai surrounding her, all drawing their katana alongside Samurai Rikaku, pointing at the Fourth Raikage.

This is the territory of the Land of Iron, and as the hosts of the Five Kage Summit, the samurai have a reason to maintain order at the venue, a resolve that cannot be swayed.

"I also think it’s not quite right, Raikage-sama, please withdraw."

Another short-haired, blond Hidden Cloud Jonin stepped forward to dissuade the Fourth Raikage from his current actions.

Unlike most people from the Land of Lightning, this blond Hidden Cloud Jonin had very fair skin, giving off a rather delicate aura.

"Tch. How boring."

The Fourth Raikage snorted coldly, glancing at the samurai vigilantly watching him, knowing that if he started a fight with Ayane, these samurai would definitely intervene and cause trouble.

Though these samurai posed no threat to him, a bit of face had to be saved for Admiral Mifune of the Land of Iron.

Seeing the Fourth Raikage withdraw his Lightning Style Armor, Samurai Rikaku breathed a sigh of relief, sheathing his katana, and the other samurai also followed Rikaku, putting away their blades.

A turmoil was quelled.

At this moment, Akago walked out of the castle, his young face wrinkled as he began to complain:

"That uncle’s punch hurts a lot."

Hakushi patted Akago’s head and said nothing.

This brat! The Fourth Raikage squinted his eyes.

He knew how heavy his punch was just now, definitely not something an ordinary ninja could withstand easily.

Yet Akago, aside from a bit of dust on his clothes, seemed completely fine and was jumping around energetically, causing a flash of suspicion in his eyes.

"Is this brat a freak, taking the boss’s blow and still looking unfazed..."

Darui clicked his tongue, starting to feel serious.

As expected, anyone chosen as a guard alongside Hyuga Ayane couldn’t be just a simple brat; there must be something special about him.

"Youngsters these days really lack manners, causing a racket outside and disturbing the elders’ rest, such behavior is quite rude, Raikage boy."

An aged mocking voice sounded, a small figure floated out from the front of the castle’s main entrance, with hands behind his back, unapologetically scolding the Fourth Raikage for his rudeness.

"What did you say, Tsuchikage old man! Do you want to fight?"

The Fourth Raikage coldly swept his gaze towards the small floating old man.

"Hehe, young people are always impatient, just like your father, the Third Raikage."

Onoki’s words undoubtedly struck a sensitive nerve in the Fourth Raikage’s heart.

A heavy atmosphere brewed in the space between Onoki and the Fourth Raikage, the oppressive silence felt by the samurai around, all swallowing in anxiety.