Chapter 102

Jiraiya looked at the scene unfolding before him, and the words Uchiha Douhuan had spoken earlier echoed continuously in his mind once again. "Believe your nonsense today, and bad luck will strike tomorrow." "Itachi..." Jiraiya did not know how much of a factor he had played in Uchiha Itachi's death, but Uchiha Itachi had died right before his eyes, and at this moment, less than a month had passed since Uchiha Itachi had chosen to believe the prophecy he spoke of. Jiraiya turned his head, no— The wind rose and the clouds hung low as night fell from the edge of the sky. Standing in the slush, Lu Jian watched as Lin Jingrong, seated on the ox cart and holding tightly to Yilang while gazing fixedly at him, drifted further and further away. Then he heard Yilang suddenly burst into tears, his voice ringing out across the vast expanse as loud as ever. "Eat up. Once we finish this late-night snack, we'll continue discussing matters regarding Hebei!" Seeing that Cheng Mingzhen seemed somewhat flattered, Li Yuan smiled and instructed him very warmly.