Rasa walked out of the palace and headed toward the street on the left.
Ten minutes later.
Carrying a snakeskin bag on his back, Rasa infiltrated a luxuriously decorated small mansion.
A few minutes later, Rasa walked out quietly again without anyone discovering the process.
Repeating this operation, infiltrating dozens of houses.
The bag on Rasa's back became thicker and thicker.
Obviously, the owners of these houses were all either rich or noble.
Three hours later, in a room on the second floor of a small inn in the capital.
Rasa looked at the densely packed banknotes in the snakeskin bag and smiled with satisfaction.
The silver taels in this bag were at least sixty million, equivalent to one Asuma head.
Rasa was laying out his plan through constant infiltration, but taking some money along the way wasn't excessive, right?
It was just taking some small money; he took more than two hundred thousand taels from each family.
Randomly pulling out a few banknotes with a face value of tens of thousands of taels from where they stored money, they wouldn't discover it for a while.
Anyway, these guys were either unscrupulous merchants who were rich but unkind.
Or second-generation nobles who relied on their bloodline to bully the people and amass wealth crazily.
Rasa had no psychological burden taking their money.
With these tens of millions of taels, the predicament of the Sand Village could be greatly improved.
After putting the banknotes under the bed, Rasa sat on the bed and habitually opened the affection list.
Pakura and Yasha Lian's affection had already reached full one hundred a few days ago.
Rasa also exchanged higher-level Affection Doubling Fruits for them.
Now they had also reached the upper limit of three hundred affection points.
As for the others, Rasa also exchanged higher-level doubling fruits.
Now his skill points had reached four hundred.
Suddenly, Rasa's eyes narrowed, and he looked at a name on the side.
"Princess Ten'i?"
After reading all the Daimyo's memories, Rasa naturally knew who Princess Ten'i was.
She was the daughter the Daimyo messed around and had with a female ninja when he went to a banquet in the Land of Water in his forties.
The result, of course, was that the female ninja paid the price for her momentary indulgence.
The conservative Mist Village exiled this female ninja.
The female ninja could only travel thousands of miles to the Land of Wind.
Thinking of this, Rasa suddenly remembered something.
Was the Fourth Mizukage mentally controlled at this time?
The era of the "Blood Mist Village" should have begun, right?
Rasa suppressed the thoughts popping up in his mind and continued to recall the memories he read.
Fortunately, although the Daimyo was a scumbag who loved messy relationships between men and women...
He still had a little bit of fatherly love for his children, although not much.
So this female ninja settled down in the capital of the Land of Wind.
Half a year later, she gave birth to a daughter and became frail and sickly because of it.
Initially, the Daimyo loved this little daughter very much, even naming her Ten'i (Heaven's Will).
But the good times didn't last long.
As this daughter grew up and grew hair and eyebrows...
The Daimyo was surprised to find out.
His very favored little daughter, Princess Ten'i, actually had white hair and white eyebrows!
Although this made the Daimyo somewhat unacceptable in his heart...
Considering that the female ninja also had white hair and white eyebrows...
He accepted this fact.
But because of this, his love for Princess Ten'i and the female ninja decreased a lot.
When Princess Ten'i was three years old, the female ninja died of a sudden illness.
And a few days later, the Daimyo was diagnosed with severe heart disease.
His health began to decline rapidly, and he could no longer mess around every night.
Under the double factors, the Daimyo and the people around him began to consider this Princess Ten'i a jinx.
But at this time, she had already been recognized in the family tree, so they could only hold their noses and raise her. At least she could be a political marriage tool in the future.
However, their attitude toward her became worse and worse.
Sarcasm and even direct insults became more and more frequent.
"Princess Ten'i has hereditary albinism?"
"Looking at this situation, it seems to be extremely mild hereditary albinism. She can be exposed to direct sunlight and is healthier than ordinary people."
Rasa shook his head. He suddenly thought of a plan even better than his original one.
Using genjutsu to influence the Daimyo's son and support him to ascend the throne...
Ultimately still carried some risk of being discovered.
What if someone from the Hyuga clan happened to come to the Land of Wind?
And happened to come to the capital, and happened to use Byakugan to observe the Daimyo out of boredom?
But if he secretly added affection to Princess Ten'i...
Even Byakugan couldn't find any traces!
Rasa wouldn't admit that half of the reason he did this was because he liked white-haired girls in his heart.
But in this way, there were more things to do.
Rasa rested for a while and then climbed out the window again.
He didn't rush to add affection because this wasn't a small matter.
He had to investigate Princess Ten'i's specific character first.
Another five hours passed.
Early in the morning, around 7 AM.
In a mansion in the inner city of the capital, the servants cleaning up were surprised to find that their Highness had gotten up early.
Usually, he would definitely sleep until noon, twelve or even one o'clock, before getting up.
As the fifth son of the Daimyo of the Land of Wind, this Prince had four older brothers pressing him down.
So he was destined to have no chance of inheriting the Daimyo's position and could only idle around and play everywhere every day.
The Fifth Prince stretched energetically.
His handsome face, pale from excessive indulgence, was full of excitement.
He rarely slept well last night.
He slept until dawn, and now he felt like he could kill a cow.
"Let's go, we're going for morning tea!"
After saying this, the Fifth Prince led a group of people toward a high-end restaurant he usually liked to visit.
Coincidentally.
The Sixth Prince and Seventh Prince, who usually had friction with the Fifth Prince...
Also got up early invariably and took a group of people toward the same restaurant.
In a house a few miles away.
A middle-aged man dressed as a merchant clenched his fists tightly, a look of resentment on his face.
He suddenly remembered the experience of his silk shop being forcibly occupied by the Fourth Prince a few years ago.
Originally, he had accepted it and resigned himself to fate.
But remembering this matter today, he got angrier the more he thought about it!
In the end, the merchant was almost overwhelmed by anger. He completely lost his usual rationality and sneered:
"I'll hire twenty people to rush up and beat you up. I'll hide in the distance and watch. Even if you have ninjas guarding you and I can't beat you up, I can still scare you!"
Soon, the merchant took action.
He quickly found a group of desperadoes he usually contacted.
This group of desperadoes was also very strange.
Hearing that the target was the Fourth Prince, they showed no fear but became extremely excited instead!
The merchant, overwhelmed by inexplicable anger...
Didn't notice this abnormality at all. He just smiled with satisfaction.
In a corner not far away, Rasa, wearing an iron mask, looked at the scene in front of him and laughed too.
A ninja who didn't follow secular rules and attacked ordinary people was indeed the most terrible.
But Rasa didn't feel he did anything wrong.
The people he selected were all guys with a lot of blood on their hands.
Including this merchant whose business was seized by the Fourth Prince.
He usually encroached on the properties of small merchants weaker than him quite often.
He even did many X-rated things to the wives and daughters of those small merchants without big backgrounds.
These people were guys who should have died long ago.