"A ninja?" Qian Jun's face was shocked.
Before that, Qian Jun had only heard sporadic mentions of Japanese ninjas but never encountered one, hence the doubt of their existence.
Looking at how Lang Chuan vanished suddenly, turning his whole being into a phantom, it was not solely based on speed. Could this be the legendary ninjutsu?
"You guys have at least some knowledge!"
As Lang Chuan's voice echoed once more, his figure appeared ten meters directly ahead. He had changed out of his samurai outfit and wore a similar style of clothing to Hanazaki Aoi.
Hearing him, it was evident that he acknowledged his identity as a ninja.
"What kind of goddamn ninja? In front of my brother, you're nothing!" Shen Yingtian couldn't stand Lang Chuan's smug look and cursed.
"Hmph!" Lang Chuan's face turned cold, seemingly provoked, "You're a dead man!"
Shen Yingtian was about to retaliate when suddenly he felt a violent shaking beneath his feet. Why did it feel like his body was sinking?
