Feitao did not know with what kind of mood she had left. The path ahead was pitch black, and there was nowhere for her tears to hide; they could only keep falling backward as she hurried away. What if she really couldn't save Itachi? She couldn't bear to imagine it. There were still so many reproaches she needed to hurl at him, so she simply had to be able to do something.
When she rushed to the mission site at six o'clock the following morning, thanks to her Uzumaki Clan lineage, she truly had an iron constitution and felt no fatigue at all.
The mission itself was quite ordinary—merely an escort job. The destination happened to be a small town in the Land of Grass. Strangely enough, perhaps due to the high altitude of the area, despite it being spring, it still felt like the dead of winter here, with accumulated snow visible everywhere.
Chapter 278