Iga Ichifei felt something was amiss and couldn't help but remind, "Big brother, maybe you should say less! What if he just..."
Iga Shoko lifted his head and said, "Haha, I don't believe it. Could he have snuck past me right under my nose? If so, I'll write my name backward!"
Iga Shoko became even more arrogant, clearly brimming with confidence.
After all, he had been guarding the place for the past two days, not letting a single fly in.
Let alone a whole person.
That's why he was so confident.
Iga Cold Feather glanced at him, her eyes carrying a rare hint of amusement, as if mocking his childishness.
"Are you sure?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Iga Shoko's ear.
"I'm sure..."
Iga Shoko instinctively answered but quickly realized something was off—it was as if the voice was right beside his ear, and it sounded familiar.
Oh, wasn't this the voice of...?
What the heck!
Oh no!
"Ah!"
