“Long time no see, kid Ebizo.
You look well.”
Outside Uzushiogakure in the Land of Whirlpools, the current leader of Uzushiogakure, Masahiko Uzumaki, greeted them.
“An enviable old thing.
Having strong power is one thing, but still being so energetic.”
Looking at Masahiko Uzumaki, whose hair was still red and who was actually from the same era as Hashirama Senju, Ebizo said with eyes full of envy.
“I’ve guessed some of your intentions.
Don’t you feel you came here in vain?”
Masahiko Uzumaki erupted his aura, pressing down hard on Ebizo and the others.
The Uzushiogakure ninjas beside him instantly surrounded Ebizo and the others.
The Sand ninjas quickly set up a formation, protecting Ebizo and Bunpuku in the center.
“Benefactor, you crossed the line.”
Bunpuku put his hands together, let out a soft sigh, and dissolved the killing intent of Masahiko Uzumaki and the Uzushiogakure ninjas.
“The One-Tail Jinchuriki?
This is the Land of Whirlpools.
We are the Uzumaki clan.
Sealing jutsu is our ancestral skill.
Aren’t you being a bit too arrogant?”
Masahiko Uzumaki’s face darkened as he growled in a low voice.
As an elder of the Uzumaki clan who came from the same era as Hashirama Senju and escorted Mito Uzumaki to her marriage.
He, Masahiko Uzumaki, had his own pride.
“Times have changed, Lord Masahiko.
Are you going to host us here?
No matter what, we represent the Land of Wind, Sunagakure, and His Excellency the Third Kazekage.”
Ebizo put away his smile, stepped forward expressionlessly, and looked coldly at Masahiko Uzumaki.
He hated old fogeys.
These guys couldn’t see themselves clearly, and still looked down on others, constantly living in the world of a single family and clan.
Taking a deep breath, Masahiko Uzumaki suppressed the anger in his heart.
No matter how furious he was at Ebizo’s attitude, he needed to act reasonably and with evidence.
This was the etiquette of their Uzumaki clan.
He wanted to tell Ebizo that their Uzumaki clan was a powerful and great clan inherited from the Sage of Six Paths.
They had their own etiquette, unlike sand-eating scumbags like Sunagakure.
“Tsk tsk.”
Looking at the magnificent meeting hall of the Uzumaki clan, the disdain for the Uzumaki clan in Ebizo’s heart grew stronger and stronger.
If these arrogant guys didn’t have some skills, he would have definitely turned around and left.
Seeing the envy, jealousy, and hatred on the Sand ninjas’ faces, the pride in Masahiko Uzumaki’s heart grew even more.
“Lord Masahiko, to tell the truth, our purpose for coming is very simple.
We Sand ninjas do not believe your Uzumaki clan can withstand Kirigakure’s attack.
Therefore, we came to make a deal.
My Sand ninja army is currently lined up at the border.
You should know a bit about our conflict with Kirigakure.”
After taking a seat, Ebizo spoke up before Masahiko Uzumaki could.
The words spoken made the hot-tempered Uzumaki clan want to beat him to death on the spot.
“Oh ho ho ho, kid Ebizo.
Then what must we pay to get your Sunagakure’s support?
Sealing jutsu?
Or the land under our feet?
Or the thousand-year inheritance of our Uzumaki clan?”
Masahiko Uzumaki forcibly suppressed the anger of wanting to beat Ebizo to death and growled mockingly.
“Hahaha, Lord Masahiko, are you joking?
Sealing jutsu?
The One-Tail Shukaku’s sealing jutsu was inherited from the Sage of Six Paths.
Would our Sunagakure covet yours?
Land?
Fighting to the death with Kirigakure over this small piece of land is not worth it.
As for the thousand-year inheritance of the Uzumaki clan, needless to say, we Sand ninjas don’t need these useless etiquettes.”
Ebizo laughed disdainfully.
The piercing sound made the Uzumaki clan members present incomparably angry.
Except for Bunpuku, the Sand ninjas who came all looked at Ebizo with their hearts pounding and flesh jumping.
They really wanted to tell him:
Lord Elder, please leave some virtue with your words.
Honest words offend the ear, but if this group of hot-tempered people on the opposite side get angry, we’ll really be in trouble.
“No matter what you want, we won’t give it to you.
We have our Konoha allies.
Princess Mito will also protect us.
I don’t believe Konoha and Lord Mito will abandon us.”
Before Masahiko Uzumaki could speak, an Uzushiogakure elder spoke up first, fiercely confronting Ebizo.
“Stupid.”
Towards the words of the Uzushiogakure elder, Ebizo only had the word ‘stupid’ to give them.
To hell with Konoha.
Konoha, Kumogakure, and Iwagakure’s brains are about to be beaten out, and there is the Land of Rain led by Hanzo eyeing them covetously.
Do they dare split their troops to save you?
Stop joking.
Unless your Land of Whirlpools and the entire Uzumaki clan turn towards Konoha, announce it publicly in the ninja world with Mito Uzumaki’s guarantee, hand over your ninjutsu, and finally send gold, silver, pearls, and jade to the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.
Only then might Konoha and the Land of Fire come to save you.
After all, during wartime, if they could swallow such an all-around great tonic pill, it wouldn’t be impossible to take a gamble.
“Oh, if that’s the case, Lord Masahiko, I think you still have some brains.
You can go communicate with Konoha’s side and see their attitude.
I do know that some time ago, you sent another little princess to Konoha.”
Ebizo looked meaningfully at Masahiko Uzumaki.
Although the old antique was conservative, he didn’t blow up after being mocked by him for so long, which meant he had a scale in his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Masahiko Uzumaki suppressed the terrifying conjectures in his heart.
His expression changed continuously before he spoke:
“Akizawa, take the guests down to rest.
The highest grade guest rooms, do not neglect the guests.”
“Yes, Lord Leader.”
A vibrant red-haired young man answered.
“Guests, please follow me.
I will take you down to rest.”
“Lord Masahiko, please consider it carefully.
You must seriously ponder and confirm it.”
Before leaving, Ebizo warned with a solemn face.
As if he, Ebizo, was a great loyal subject of the Uzumaki clan.
Capable of climbing mountains of swords and plunging into seas of fire for the Uzumaki clan.
……
After Uzumaki Akizawa took Ebizo and the others down, the Uzumaki elders next to them all looked as if they wanted to say something but held back.
The sorrowful expressions on their faces had already reached the point where they could affect other people’s moods and desires.
“Lord Leader, what should we do?
Kirigakure’s attack has been confirmed.
Konoha’s side, the two princesses have not sent any news.”
An elder spoke up bitterly.
Having experienced the ways of the world, although they were conservative, they were not fools.
They had seen more schemes and tricks than young people knew.
“Wait, wait for news.
The Kirigakure fleet is still about seven days away.
The sea is not tender and soft.
If there is no news from Konoha all along, we will have to rely on ourselves.
Also, gather all the children in the clan together, and let the young people protect them.
This is ultimately our clan land.
We grew up here.”
Masahiko Uzumaki at this time no longer had anger towards Ebizo.
To correct a wrong, it must be over-corrected; heavy illnesses require strong medicine.
Ebizo’s heart-piercing words had woken Masahiko Uzumaki up.
Without war for decades, their Uzushiogakure was already failing.
Their combat power was greatly discounted.