Early the next morning, the two asked the innkeeper for a map and set off toward the ruins of Uzushio Village. Presumably because quite a few people had come here out of curiosity over the past few years, the local area had simply turned map-selling into a business. However, the maps merely marked the general perimeter and the main gate of the former Uzushio Village, and they cost no more than a cup of sparkling water.
Yet, as time passed, fewer and fewer things could be recovered from the ruins of Uzushio Village, so people did not go there as often as in previous years. The innkeeper did mention, however, that an archaeological team had recently been working over there.
Feitao could sense only one or two chakra sources; they were likely bounty hunters. But looking at the crumbling ruins before her, a profound sorrow welled up inside her.
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