Supported "affectionately" by Ryun, the Daimyo led Ryun and the others towards the treasure vault.
Those who did not follow Ryun remained behind to monitor the Daimyo's residence and ensure the safety of Ryun's group.
Soon, the group arrived at a warehouse. Discovering it was filled with rice and flour, Ryun couldn't help but frown. "How can the Daimyo's treasure vault only have these grains? In that case, I think it would be better for the Daimyo to atone with his life."
After saying this, Ryun shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment. The Daimyo panicked and hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, no. The real treasures are buried underground beneath these grains."
He pointed at the pile of grain sacks. Ryun shot a glance at Hirotomo Uchiha.
Understanding the signal, Hirotomo waved for the several Uchiha clansmen who had followed them to move the grain sacks.
Upon receiving the order, the Uchiha shinobi immediately sprang into action. In less than five minutes, they had moved the grain aside, revealing a cellar door with a keyhole.
Ryun fell silent and looked at the Land of Earth Daimyo. The Daimyo shuddered and pulled the key out from his underpants, causing Ryun to frown.
However, he didn't say anything, waiting for the Daimyo to open the cellar door first.
With a mournful face, the Daimyo inserted the key, turned it, and a click sounded. The cellar door automatically popped open after the Daimyo withdrew the key.
"It's here, Ryun. I beg you to take some treasures and then leave," the Daimyo said, looking at Ryun pleadingly.
Ryun didn't answer directly. "You go down first and lead the way. Who knows if there are any traps here?"
Ryun didn't believe such a treasure vault would be completely free of mechanisms.
Sure enough, the Daimyo's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth. "Fine, I'll go down first. Please everyone follow closely." He had originally intended to use the traps left by his ancestors to kill Ryun, but never expected this guy to be so cautious!
"Don't try any tricks. I'm right behind you. If I find you moving, touching, or stepping where you shouldn't, don't blame me for killing you directly," Ryun said coldly.
"I wouldn't dare," the Daimyo trembled. Damn it! In the past, these so-called shinobi were nothing but playthings, gambling stakes, and dogs for us Daimyos. Now, they actually dare to threaten our lives! After this matter is over, I must speak with the Land of Fire Daimyo about this. This Ryun has no respect for the Daimyo and dares to threaten one. Today it's me, tomorrow it could be you!
"What the hell are you thinking about!" Nara Luming stepped forward and slapped the Daimyo across the face. "Hurry up and lead the way!"
Ryun was stunned. Damn, Luming, you're that brave? But that slap was certainly satisfying!
The Daimyo, "Kimojgi," his right cheek swollen from the slap, looked at Ryun with shame and indignation. "Could it be the Hokage won't discipline him?"
"Shut up and lead the way," Ryun said, too lazy to argue with the Land of Earth Daimyo. What a useless waste, dithering so much.
The Daimyo's expression stiffened, and he walked towards the cellar stairs. Ryun followed, holding a short knife with its tip pointed directly at the Daimyo's lumbar spine.
Not daring to act recklessly, the Daimyo took each step carefully. Ryun activated his Sharingan, observing the Daimyo's posture and the floor tiles he stepped on. He said to those behind him, "Everyone, follow the footsteps of the person in front exactly. Do not touch anything carelessly."
"Yes!" the shinobi replied excitedly, but at this moment they were extremely cautious, not daring to misstep. The Daimyo's face was ashen. His original plan to rely on these traps for a comeback was now useless.
In the future, this treasure vault would have to be rebuilt. Otherwise, for Konoha shinobi, it would be like their own backyard, losing a bit today, a bit tomorrow, endlessly.
"Hurry up, why are you always spacing out! Let me tell you, Daimyo, you are currently kidnapped! Do you understand what kidnapped means?"
"B ǎ ng, j i ǎ, Kidnapped!" Ryun frowned slightly, "kindly" reminding him.
"Ah, ah! I know, I know! Please be careful, Hokage-sama, not to stab me." The Daimyo stopped overthinking and continued walking. Ryun didn't speak either, following him closely.
The shinobi behind also followed the footsteps of those in front precisely.
Soon, the group arrived before a large door. The Daimyo placed his hand on the door. Instantly, it opened, revealing a space filled with gold, jade, chakra conductive metal, and similar treasures.
Ryun took a deep breath, his eyes turning green with greed. "Everyone, take out the storage scrolls!"
"YES, SIR!!!" Each shinobi became extremely excited. Money, they had never seen so much money in their lives! At Ryun's command, everyone unsealed their storage scrolls. Immediately, large quantities of treasures were sucked into the scrolls. The wealth inside the vault began to disappear at a visible rate.
The Daimyo's face was deathly gray. He couldn't help but feel some regret. Why did he seek revenge for his eldest son? Was it worth it? For one eldest son, he lost two children and so much treasure.
Ryun stood with his hands behind his back, watching them transport the treasures, a smile playing on his lips. This trip was definitely not a loss.
After some time, "Report, Hokage-sama, the storage scrolls we brought are insufficient. We can only take this much!" Nara Luming said, a smile on his lips.
Ryun was startled and looked inside the vault. About a quarter remained. He thought for a moment and finally decided to leave them a little, as the country's daily operations also required funds.
"Everyone, stop now," Ryun said. Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stopped, sealed their scrolls, and awaited further instructions.
"Everyone, shouldn't you thank the Daimyo for his generosity? The Daimyo knows we have difficulties and is sponsoring Konoha. We must forever remember today's events!" Ryun said with a laugh.
"Thank you for your generosity, Daimyo-sama!" The Konoha shinobi all bowed.
The Land of Earth Daimyo stood to the side, forcing a smile uglier than crying. He couldn't help but complain. What is Ōnoki doing! How could he not even handle Madara Uchiha!
"Please, everyone, leave now," the Daimyo couldn't help but say.
Ryun nodded. "Naturally." Subsequently, the shinobi retraced their steps out. The Daimyo came out last, walking dejectedly.
Hundreds of years of savings from the Land of Earth were now reduced to only a quarter. He estimated that for the next hundred years, the royal family would have to live frugally.
Ryun had someone take the Daimyo back, then assembled the shinobi forces and departed together.
Watching Ryun's retreating figure, the Land of Earth Daimyo could no longer hold back. Overwhelmed by anger, he spat out a mouthful of blood. This is too much, Ryun is simply too much!
However, the Land of Earth Daimyo never considered that if his eldest son hadn't caused trouble, how could such a thing have happened?
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