OBS Chapter 649 is not bad.
Chapter 649 is not bad.
He looked at himself in the mirror, a faint smile curving his lips, his eyes even carrying a hint of barely perceptible narcissism.
"Hmm...not bad," Zhang Hai thought to himself.
Orochimaru couldn't help but let out a low chuckle as he looked at Zhang Hai admiring himself in the mirror.
"Hehehe... Zhang Hai, you don't look like a serious criminal who has been imprisoned for more than half a year at all?" Orochimaru's voice was full of mockery. "You look more like a young master enjoying the life of an aristocrat."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hai's body stiffened abruptly. Looking at his "spirited" reflection in the mirror, he instantly realized what had happened.
Oh no! He's been led astray by Orochimaru!
He's a "prisoner" now, a "serious offender"! How can he show his face to people looking so glamorous?!
Zhang Hai immediately put away the mirror, a somewhat embarrassed look on his face. He quickly began to tidy his appearance. He vigorously ruffled his hair, making it even more messy and frizzy. He unbuttoned his clothes, making them look loose and unkempt. He even deliberately rubbed his face, getting some dust and dirt on it, making himself look even more disheveled and slovenly.
When he looked at Orochimaru again, his face had changed to that of a prisoner, showing a hint of weariness, a hint of confusion, and a hint of unruliness.
Orochimaru watched Zhang Hai's sudden change of expression with admiration in his eyes.
"That's more interesting." Orochimaru's hoarse voice was filled with satisfaction. "Go, Zhang Hai. Go and enjoy your... 'prison life'."
On the way to the prison visiting room, Zhang Hai used the cloning technology provided by Orochimaru to perfectly swap identities with the real clone. The clone "disappeared" in the cell, while Zhang Hai, in his meticulously disguised "prisoner" persona, returned to the prison corridor. He deliberately slowed his pace, displaying a weakness and numbness emanating from prolonged imprisonment, to match the clone's previous "imprisoned" state.
squeak-
The heavy iron door was pushed open, and the dim light from the visiting room entered. Zhang Hai slowly raised his head, but his body stiffened the moment he saw who it was.
Two figures stood in the visiting room.
One of them, with long, wine-red hair and red eyes that shone with a gentle yet resolute light, was none other than Kurenai Yuhi, a master of genjutsu from Konoha. Standing beside her, tall and with a serious expression, was her father, also one of Konoha's top ninjas—Shinobu Yuhi.
Zhang Hai's heart was filled with mixed emotions. He hadn't expected that the people who came to visit him would be him and his daughter. Especially Xi Ri Hong... the comrade who had fought alongside him and placed high hopes on him.
The moment Yuhi Kurenai saw Zhang Hai, her red pupils instantly blurred with tears. Looking at his disheveled silver-white hair, his pale face, and the dust and grime covering his body, her defenses crumbled instantly.
"Zhang Hai!"
Unable to contain her grief and worry any longer, she let out a choked cry. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls as she rushed forward, throwing herself at Zhang Hai, wanting to hold him tightly.
However, Zhang Hai instinctively avoided Yuhi Hong's embrace. He turned to the side, a bitter smile on his face.
"No... I'm dirty." His voice was hoarse, tinged with self-mockery. His pretense at this moment made it impossible for him to accept Kurenai's embrace.
Yuhi Hong's body stiffened for a moment, but then she lunged forward again with even greater determination. She wrapped her arms around Zhang Hai's waist, buried her head deeply in his chest, and let her tears soak his clothes.
“I don’t care! I don’t care if you’re dirty or not! You…” Yuhi Hong choked back tears, her body trembling slightly. Her eyes were filled with heartache, worry, and an almost stubborn determination. That look made Zhang Hai’s heart skip a beat. He didn’t even dare to look Yuhi Hong in the eye and could only look away.
Standing to the side, Kurenai Yuhi watched this scene unfold and simply sighed silently. He didn't stop his daughter, but gently urged, "Kurenai, hurry up. You only have half an hour."
Upon hearing this, Kurenai trembled even more violently. She tried to say something, but her throat was choked with sobs, and she couldn't utter a single word.
Zhang Hai felt Yu Ri Hong's body trembling. He reached out and gently patted Yu Ri Hong's back, trying to comfort her.
"I'm fine... don't worry." Zhang Hai's voice was soft, but it carried a reassuring power.
However, he was interrupted by Yuhi Shinku as soon as he spoke.
"Nothing wrong? Look at yourself!" Kurenai Yuhi's voice was low, but tinged with anger. "Your hair turned white overnight, you were locked in a torture chamber, and you're covered in wounds... What have you been through?!"
He stepped forward, took out several pieces of food wrapped in oil paper and a small pot of wine from his pocket, and placed them on the table in the visiting room.
"Eat something," Yuhi Makoto said, her tone softening. "You've suffered."
He looked at Zhang Hai with a complex mix of emotions in his eyes—heartache, blame, and helplessness.
“You weren’t like this before. I know you’re hurting, but you shouldn’t have acted so impulsively as to kill someone.” Kurenai Yuhi said in a heavy voice, “From now on… don’t be so impulsive. You’re not fighting alone.”
A warm feeling welled up in Zhang Hai's heart. He knew that Yuhi Shinku's words were genuinely out of concern for him. He nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Shinku-senpai."
Yuhi Hong finally lifted her head from Zhang Hai's embrace, her swollen eyes filled with tears and anger. Looking at Zhang Hai's pale face, she could no longer suppress the grievances and anger in her heart.
She suddenly raised her hand, intending to strike Zhang Hai hard across the face. However, just as her hand was about to land on his cheek, she stopped at the last moment. In the end, she simply placed her hand gently, with a slight tremor, on Zhang Hai's chest and patted it lightly a few times.
The force was so light it barely even tickled, yet it carried the endless resentment and heartache deep within Kurenai's heart.
"You bastard! Why did you do this?!" Kurenai Yuhi cried, her voice filled with grievance and incomprehension. "Why did you kill people indiscriminately?! Do you know... you've implicated my father?! Do you know that he almost..."
Her voice choked again, and the words that followed were stuck in her throat by tears, unable to be uttered.
Zhang Hai's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that his affairs would implicate Yuhi Makoto. He turned to look at Yuhi Makoto standing to the side.