The headless corpse of Raikage lay sprawled on the ground.
Su Xiao glanced at it briefly and then turned his attention away.
He walked over to where Raikage’s severed head rested and picked it up from the earth.
Raikage’s hair stood on end, each strand stiff with tension.
His face bore no trace of unwillingness or regret.
Today he was defeated—not by schemes or treachery, nor by a sneak attack.
He had been openly and squarely beheaded by Su Xiao.
It was simply a matter of skill falling short.
There was no reason for bitterness.
Holding Raikage’s head, Su Xiao raised his gaze toward Bubu Wang, who was perched on a high ledge.
Bubu Wang leapt down from above, and not long after, a rumbling echoed from the passage that connected the first floor to the second.
It was Amu retreating.
Amu was stained in fresh blood, with several poisonous Senbon needles still lodged in her body.
These “Senbon” were metal needles about twenty centimeters long.
Behind Amu, a male and a female ninja were in pursuit.
Near them were several mechanical puppets.