Konoha Village.
Senju clan compound.
“Enough!”
“Danzo’s actions will naturally be judged by the laws of the village!”
“He is a high official and elder of Konoha!”
“Even if he committed a crime as vast as the heavens, he must be tried and penalized through a high command meeting held by the council of advisors and myself!”
“Fugaku!”
“Do not forget your position!”
“If you act now, you are disregarding the laws of the village and scorning the authority of the Hokage!”
Hiruzen Sarutobi barked sternly.
As soon as these words were uttered, the muscles on Fugaku’s face twitched violently.
Veins bulged on the hand gripping his blade, his teeth grinding audibly.
Unreconciled.
He was truly so unwilling!
A high command meeting?
That was nothing more than a childish game played among Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzo Shimura, Koharu Utatane, and Homura Mitokado!
If Danzo were handed back to them, in just a few days, he would simply assume a new identity and continue hiding underground, calling the shots as always.
But what could he do?
Could he truly kill an elder under the Hokage’s explicit protection right in front of everyone?
If he did that, the Uchiha would become absolute traitors.
Fugaku’s gaze gradually dimmed.
He realized with tragic clarity that as the head of the Uchiha clan, he seemed powerless to change anything.
Hiruzen Sarutobi noticed Fugaku backing down and let out a quiet sigh of relief in his heart.
As long as he suppressed Fugaku, there was still room to maneuver.
Once they returned to the negotiating table, everything would remain under his control.
Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
Right at this moment, crisp applause rang out abruptly.
Chiba took a step forward, sneering as he clapped.
He looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi, his eyes filled with unreserved pity and scorn—the kind of look reserved for an utter fool.
“A high command meeting?”
“The laws of the village?”
“Hiruzen Sarutobi.”
“Have you sat in that Hokage seat for so long that your brain has rotted away?”
The moment those words were spoken, shock rippled through the entire field.
Even Shikaku Nara couldn’t help but widen his eyes.
Was Chiba insane?!
He actually addressed the Third Hokage directly by name and insulted him in public!
This was no longer simple disrespect—this was rubbing the Third Hokage’s face directly into the dirt!
Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado trembled with rage.
“Impudent!”
“Chiba, how dare you speak to the Hokage like that?!” Koharu Utatane pointed at Chiba, shrieking sharply.
Chiba didn’t even cast a glance her way.
He simply stared dead at Hiruzen Sarutobi.
In those eyes, there was not a trace of reverence—only endless coldness and high-and-mighty indifference.
“It seems you people have mistaken a very important fact.”
Chiba’s voice was not loud, yet it echoed clearly in the ears of everyone present.
“Who founded Konoha?”
The question thrown out left everyone momentarily stunned.
Chiba didn’t need them to answer.
He slammed his foot forward.
The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked into massive fissures.
A terrifying pressure belonging to a Perfect Sage Body descended abruptly.
“It was the Senju clan!”
“And the Uchiha clan!”
Chiba’s voice boomed like a bronze bell, causing everyone’s eardrums to throb.
“Konoha is the foundation built by Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha through endless blood and corpses!”
“This village, down to its very bones, is engraved with the surnames of our two clans!”
“What is your Sarutobi clan?!”
“What is the Shimura clan?!”
Chiba reached out, pointing at Danzo on the ground, his finger feeling as sharp as a sword blade.
“Nothing more than vassals who barely managed to survive under the wings of our two clans back then!”
“Now, a piece of trash from a vassal clan not only covets the Senju clan’s Mokuton, but even dares to gouge out the eyes of the Uchiha clan!”
“For such treasonous, ancestor-forgetting, beastly behavior… you dare talk to me about the laws of the village?!”
Chiba’s frigid gaze swept across the entire field.
That majesty belonging to a Beyond Kage-level powerhouse was revealed without reservation at this moment.
“I tell you all!”
“In Konoha, the dignity of the Senju and Uchiha bloodlines IS the supreme law!”
“Anyone who dares steal the power of the Senju and Uchiha—never mind a mere elder, even if Danzo were the Hokage of Konoha, he would face only death today!”
“Whoever dares block will die!”
Boom!
The entire scene exploded completely.
Fugaku Uchiha snapped his head up.
In his previously dimmed eyes, an unprecedented brilliance erupted.
Every single word Chiba uttered spoke directly to the bottom of his heart!
“Well said!”
“The dignity of the Senju and Uchiha will never allow anyone to trample upon it!”
“Danzo must die!”
Fugaku couldn’t help but roar out loud.
That’s right!
Konoha was established by our Uchiha and Senju!
Why should we be oppressed and constrained everywhere by these vassal clans?!
Why should our ancestors be desecrated at will by such trash?!
“Kill him!”
“Kill that old dog Danzo!”
All the Uchiha clan members fell into a frantic boil.
Dozens of Sharingan ignited, resembling a crimson sea of fire.
The humiliation and rage they had suppressed for years found a complete outlet at this moment.
Amidst this fervent uproar, only one person seemed completely out of place.
Shisui Uchiha.
Standing at the outermost edge of the crowd, his expression was tortured to the extreme.
His fingers dug tightly into his arm, his nails almost cutting into his flesh.
Why did it turn out like this?
Shisui felt completely lost in his heart.
Since childhood, he had been educated in the “Will of Fire.” Yet his “Will of Fire” was currently harming the clan that raised him.
This caused unprecedented confusion in Shisui’s mind.
The village?
Or the clan?
Shisui had no idea how he was supposed to choose.
In the center of the field—
Hiruzen Sarutobi’s face could no longer be described as merely ugly.
The Hokage authority he took such pride in, the political rhetoric he had painstakingly cultivated for decades…
meant less than a fart before Chiba’s absolute strength and overbearing dominance.
Not only was Chiba’s strength absurdly overwhelming, but his skill at slapping labels onto people was a hundred times more brilliant than Hiruzen Sarutobi’s.
“Chiba… you…”
“Even if you have a point, can you… for my sake… for Tsunade’s sake…”
“Leave this matter for me to handle?”
After a long silence, Hiruzen Sarutobi’s voice turned hoarse.
He lowered his posture directly, even bringing out Tsunade’s name.
“Third Hokage.”
“If it were anything else, I could indeed give you face.”
“But on this matter, your face is useless!”
“I only ask you one thing.”
“Do you insist on openly violating the original iron law set for Konoha just for this beast who gouges out his comrades’ eyes?”
“Do you want to announce to the entire shinobi world that Konoha has turned into a den of thieves, free to harm bloodline clans at will?!”
Chiba rejected him without a moment’s hesitation.
His gaze looking at Hiruzen Sarutobi was like looking at absolute trash.
Without Hiruzen Sarutobi’s tacit approval, how could Danzo’s Root have grown arrogant to such an extent?
“I… I…”
Hearing Chiba’s words, Hiruzen Sarutobi froze on the spot.
This label was far too massive—so massive that even Hiruzen Sarutobi didn’t dare take it.
If he dared to nod, not only would the Uchiha riot immediately today, but the Hyuga, the Ino-Shika-Cho, and even ordinary civilian ninjas present would be thoroughly chilled to the core.
The very foundation of Konoha would truly be destroyed in an instant!
He couldn’t protect him!
He truly couldn’t protect him anymore!
Danzo was doomed to die today!
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