"There is one more thing." Derek stared at Chiyo secretly and pretended to be casual. "I think I found the trace of Scorpion."
With a plop, the thing in his hand fell to the ground. Chiyo stared at Derek blankly for a long time before he came back to his senses.
"Really? He's still alive." Then a smile appeared on his face. "As expected, he is the descendant of Feng Jian. How is he doing now?
"It's just some intermittent news," Derek seemed to be a little hesitant. "In the past two years, a young ninja named 'Death Puppet Master' has emerged in the underground world of Sand Village. It is said that he is cruel and ruthless, specializing in hunting down members of the Sand Storm Tribe. At most, the head of a branch family has died in his assassination. However, he is very alert and has escaped the pursuit of the Anbu many times, but it has caused a headache for the Sand Village's top leaders."
"Death Puppet Master" frowned a little, "Puppetry is usually only spread among my Fengjian clan, but could it be spread among other clans?"
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