Half a month later.
Inside Uchiha Tunan's underground laboratory.
"Mh-mmph—!"
Beneath the warm, pink lighting, a slender, delicate waist, small enough to be held in one hand, twisted and swayed continuously.
Uchiha Tunan gently set down the female Sunagakure ninja he had been carrying, placing her on the soft, large white bed and letting her sit on the edge.
Then, he reached out, hooked the female ninja's chin up, and studied her closely.
As if admiring some precious work of art.
The female ninja possessed a waterfall of black hair, crystal-clear eyes, and fluttering eyelashes that made her look utterly poignant and heart-wrenchingly pitiful.
Uchiha Tunan gently stroked the female ninja's hair, then reached out and removed the iron ball from her mouth.
"Hah... hah..."
The female ninja gasped heavily for breath a few times, then calmed herself enough to take in her surroundings.
It looked remarkably like the bedroom of a wealthy household, furnished with a sofa, a soft bed, a glass coffee table, and other pieces of furniture.
By the head of the bed, there was even a phonograph.
Bathed in the pink light, the female ninja rapidly calculated the captor's motives in her mind, then spoke in a cold, composed tone:"Actually, you didn't have to drag me along like this. You could have just untied me; I'm not going to run away."
Uchiha Tunan chuckled lightly, walked over to the coffee table, unscrewed a glass bottle filled with a red liquid, and poured about a third of it into a goblet…
Chapter 237