Chapter 178 : Puppet Master
On the battlefield of the Second Great Ninja War, Hatake Sakumo's mind spun as he processed what he had just heard.
A puppet master couple?
His grip tightened around the White Light Chakra Sabre.
Yes, he remembered now. Back during the war, he had faced a duo of puppet masters from Sunagakure who had slaughtered numerous Konoha shinobi. They were skilled, dangerous, and had left a deep impression on him. In the end, it was only after he stepped in that they were finally taken down. Even so, they had managed to wound him—a rare feat.
And now, his past was returning to haunt him.
Hatake Sakumo's fingers brushed against an old scar on his arm. It was no ordinary wound. It had been inflicted in that very battle.
"Yeah... I remember now. There was a pair of puppeteers from Suna. I took them down, but not without a scratch."
Sakumo's eyes sharpened. "What does that have to do with this weird guy in front of me?"
Kurama, lounging off to the side, chuckled darkly. "Because this 'weird guy' is their son. And he's here for revenge."
Sasori's eyes widened. His breath hitched. He locked onto Kurama, a shiver running down his spine.
How? How did this man know?