Chapter 225
Haruto Saito had already anticipated this outcome. Once Suto's corpse fell into the hands of the Anbu, they would undoubtedly investigate his identity, leading to confusion. How could a mere Jonin like Haruto Saito possibly kill Suto?
Previously, Haruto would have destroyed Suto's corpse to eliminate any doubts—if no one knew who the dead man was, there would be no questions. But this time, he chose not to, because he had a perfectly legitimate reason.
"He was unlucky and triggered multiple traps." Haruto gestured toward the large crater not far away and the still-burning trees. "He was already severely injured by the explosions before I finished him off."
"You certainly have good luck," White Fang said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
He had no reason to doubt Haruto's explanation. After all, he had been drawn to the area by the sounds of battle, and he had also heard the explosion of the traps. He could sense that it was caused by a large number of explosive tags being detonated through a mechanism.
"However, you were quite reckless. This forest is filled with traps. Suto triggered them multiple times, yet you didn't get caught in a single one." White Fang's tone shifted slightly. "That's luck, but don't let it make you complacent. Be more cautious in the future—traps don't discriminate."
"Understood," Haruto immediately nodded in response. He certainly wouldn't be so careless in the future—his luck-enhancing ability only lasted for twenty-four hours.
White Fang led Haruto out of the "minefield" and rejoined the other Anbu operatives. After exchanging intelligence, they resumed their systematic search of the area.
### Deep Into the Night
The large-scale sweep lasted until the latter half of the night.
In total, eight enemy scouts were killed, while six were captured—three of whom were severely injured and on the brink of death.