Naruto who made a lot of money at the beginning

A bright moon has already hung in the silent night sky. The breeze blew by, and the branches planted in the Hatake Mansion kept making a rustling sound. There is a bamboo tube (Luwei) beside the pond in the courtyard outside the door. After filling it with water, it is poured out in one breath. Pat, pat... It adds a bit of artistic beauty to the entire yard.

The protagonist of the rumors in Konoha Village, Hatake Sakumo, was sitting cross-legged on the mat in his room, motionless and closing his eyes to meditate. It echoes the word "forbearance" hanging behind him.

The non-stop teaching for five consecutive days and five nights cost him a lot of energy. Coupled with the fact that he was injured, Hatake Sakumo looked very haggard, as if he had aged ten years in just a few days.

There was only one kerosene lamp in the whole room which was not very bright. Half of Hatake Sakumo's face was reflected. Unlike Iga's old house which was too far away from the village and had no electricity, Hatake's house had electricity and lights. Of course, even if it were connected, given the Iga family's financial situation, even if it were connected, the poor would not be able to afford it.

Hatake Sakumo is not used to using electric lights. He will only turn them on when Kakashi or Nobunaga is around. If Hatake Sakumo is alone, he would prefer to use a more retro kerosene lamp.

This is not to say that Hatake Sakumo is retro or rigid. He is only more serious when he is on a mission to teach his disciples. In fact, most of the time his temperament is very approachable.

It is said that a certain taijutsu secret in the village called Millennium Kill was created by Hatake Sakumo.

In his words, sitting quietly and watching the dancing candle flame in the oil lamp brings you a lot of insights, and your restless heart can calm down.

If nothing happened, he could sit quietly and watch all night.

In terms of his state of mind, Hatake Sakumo has reached the point where his mind is as calm as water. In the most glorious period of the warriors, few people could do this.

In addition to exercising your mental state, there is another important point. Sakumo believes that long-term use of electric lights will hinder people's night vision. Once a sudden power outage occurs, blindness will occur for a certain period of time, and will only recover after the eyes get used to the dark.

As a top assassination ninja, Hatake Sakumo would never allow himself to be in this situation, so he simply didn't use it.

These days, he has been at home with Zeref, and he is not aware of the rumors from the outside world. Little did he know that his reputation as Hatake Sakumo had reached the point of being a criminal in Konoha.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care. Especially if it's good for Konoha.

He really loved this village. Love everything here, even more than my own family.

Personal reputation pales in comparison to these.

I don’t know what charm Konoha has that has attracted countless strong people to be willing to sacrifice everything for it, even their own lives.

Suddenly, as if he sensed something, his head twisted slightly, and Hatake Sakumo, who had his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened them.

"Now that you're here, come in."

Hatake Sakumo said softly in one direction, his tone was approachable, as if he was greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

No one responded to him, everything was quiet, and there was only a dark corridor outside the door. It seemed that everything was just his illusion.

In the blink of an eye, a masked man in black suddenly appeared directly opposite Hatake Sakumo. Others would have been shocked, but Sakumo remained very calm.

The dark night clothes can make the other party blend into the night perfectly, making it difficult for others to detect. His superb concealment skills prevent him from detecting even a sentient ninja, and his silent movements allow him to easily harvest the target's head.

However, all this seemed to be ineffective in front of Hatake Sakumo.

There is already poured hot tea on the table, and the steam from it has not dissipated, one on each side, one cup for each person. If you take a sip, you will find that the temperature of the tea is just right for drinking.

It seems that everything that happens in the house cannot be hidden from his perception, and everything is under his control.

The top assassin ninja in the ninja world, even if he is seriously injured, he still lives up to his reputation.

"The reception was not good, there was only some tea." Hatake Sakumo smiled elegantly at the other party, first stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation to the teacup that had been poured, and then picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. Take a bite. It was as if he didn't see the other party's murderous attire.

The man didn't answer, nor did he pick up the tea cup. He just looked at Hatake Sakumo quietly, with no light in his cold eyes.

"Thank you for the hard work on this mission." Seeing that the man didn't answer, Hatake Sakumo spoke again. As soon as these words came out, there was finally a wave of emotion in the other party's emotionless eyes.

"You've discovered it's me a long time ago, right?" Although it was a question, it was in a very positive tone. The man slowly took off the black cloth on his face. It was the only survivor of the White Fang team, Odagiri Jotaro.

As if he had expected it, Hatake Sakumo nodded undeniably and put down the finished tea cup in his hand.

Odagiri asked Taro to stare at Hatake Sakumo with his whole body tense as if facing a formidable enemy, not daring to be careless in the slightest. He was afraid that the other party would suddenly take action, but a very obscure emotion flashed through his eyes.

Anyone who sees Odagiri Jotaro dressed like this will not think that he is here to visit.

His purpose is obvious, he is here to kill people. As for who to kill? Now Hatake Sakumo is the only one in Hatake's family.

The former companions are now facing each other with swords. Hatake Sakumo's mood is very complicated. He lowers his head and doesn't know what he is thinking. However, Odagiri Taro neither dares to take the initiative nor turn around and run away. He even takes a step. I don't even have the courage. Because he knew that from the moment he was discovered, the dominance was already in the hands of the other party.

Only Hatake Sakumo's teammates know the horror of 'White Fang''s true strength. Even if he was facing White Fang who was seriously injured.

No one could escape from White Fang's presence at night.

For a moment the whole room fell into silence.

"Why do you do that?"

I don’t know how long it took before Hatake Sakumo’s voice sounded again. This voice seemed like a world away in Odagiri Jotaro's ears. When the last word ended, it was like a thunder exploded in his ears. Then his expression changed drastically, and various emotions of fear, panic, and uneasiness changed one by one on his face. His forehead His clothes were covered with sweat, and the night clothes behind him were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He knew it, he knew it all.

I don't know why, but in the extremely scared and uneasy mood, Odagiri gave Taro a little bit of relief in his heart.

In the end, Odagiri asked Taro to look at Hatake Sakumo with a bitter look on his face: "Sir, when did you find out it was me?"

"From the day I got injured and came back to camp."

"So...so..." Was it discovered so early? fair enough.