‘Blow up the Hokage Rock?!’ Genno froze for a second.
Every ninja village had its own symbol.
Iwagakure’s rocks, Sunagakure’s sand sculptures, Kirigakure’s…
whatever, Kumogakure’s AB titles, and Konoha’s Hokage Rock!
Blowing up the Hokage Rock was no different from declaring war directly on Konoha!
Lunatic!
What an absolute lunatic!
Genno had lived a long life and seen his fair share of people.
As a high-ranking double agent for Kagerou Village, he had stolen much valuable intelligence for his home.
While his combat strength might not rank high among Jonin, his mind was incredibly sharp.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to infiltrate enemy camps and steal precious intel.
Years of experience had refined his judgment.
No one could lie right under his nose!
One look was all it took to verify the truth.
This damn brat wasn’t lying!
He really intended to do it!
“Let me think about it.” “You have one hour.” After Senya spoke, he turned his gaze to the north.
His line of sight seemed to pierce through the walls, witnessing the meeting taking place.
Uchiha Setsuna wore a solemn expression, speaking in a rigid, measured tone, “Third Hokage, before the negotiations begin, our clan has a request we hope you will agree to.” The Third spoke in a peaceful voice, “We are all family.
As long as it is reasonable, everything is up for discussion.
There is nothing we cannot talk about.” Uchiha Setsuna said unhurriedly, “We request that all of Konoha’s advisory elders and the heads of all ninja clans be present as third-party witnesses.” The Third turned his gaze to Uchiha Fugaku, as if asking if this was his intention.
Fugaku gave a slight nod.
Before he left the house, the elder had suddenly visited him, demanding to join this peace talk.
They had discussed many things on the way, and this was one of them.
Having multiple factions present as witnesses.
Although he felt Uchiha Setsuna was being overly paranoid—believing the Third Hokage was by no means a treacherous man who would go back on his word—he couldn’t dissuade the stubborn elder and had to agree.
The Third grabbed his pipe and took a drag.
White smoke billowed from his nostrils, much like the whistling steam of a train exiting a tunnel!
His face became obscured behind the veil of smoke.
The Third was weighing the pros and cons.
He had already coordinated with the other advisory elders to use today’s peace talks to deceive the Uchiha clan and make them lower their guard, all in preparation to eradicate them the day after tomorrow!
Now, this old fossil Uchiha Setsuna making such a request put him in a difficult position.
The Third cherished his reputation; he didn’t want to ruin his image.
‘There’s no other way.
I’ll just have to let Danzo take the fall later.
He will understand.’ Seeing the Third remain silent, Uchiha Setsuna’s heart sank.
‘It’s exactly as that brat Senya predicted.’ His tone turned icy, his attitude unyielding.
“Third Hokage, if you do not agree to this request, then there is no need for today’s peace talks.” Despite being in his sixties, his fierce aura was still suffocating.
Sitting beside him, Fugaku’s eyes widened.
He opened his mouth to speak but was glared into silence by Elder Setsuna.
The Third set down his pipe, completely unaffected by Uchiha Setsuna’s aura.
He tapped the table lightly and said calmly, “This request is very reasonable.
I agree to it.” These words were a declaration of who was truly in charge here, easily reclaiming control of the conversation.
“Thank you for your understanding, Lord Hokage,” Fugaku quickly said with a smile.
The corners of the Third’s mouth lifted slightly, as if he were smiling, but upon closer inspection, his expression hadn’t changed at all.
‘Everything is for Konoha.
I believe Danzo won’t care about such superficial reputation.’ The title of the ‘Scapegoat Kage’ was truly well-deserved!
The Third summoned an Anbu and ordered him to notify all the advisory elders and clan heads.
The Anbu worked efficiently.
It didn’t take long before the elder council and the clan heads arrived.
Danzo sat next to his old friend with a foul expression, looking as if someone owed him billions.
He had a strong premonition that he was going to be the scapegoat for Hiruzen once again!
The other clan heads sat obediently on their seats, eyes lowered, minds wandering, seemingly pondering some profound philosophy.
Like, what should they eat for dinner tonight?
Should they try for another child?
Sarutobi Hiruzen’s gentle, aged voice rang out: “I am glad everyone is here.
Konoha is a big family, and we are all a loving family.
It is completely normal to have friction and misunderstandings from time to time.
All conflicts can be resolved through timely communication.” Uchiha Fugaku nodded repeatedly as he listened.
If he had a choice, he truly didn’t want to break ties with the village.
Uchiha Setsuna glanced at Fugaku from the corner of his eye, feeling a deep sense of disappointment.
‘That brat Senya was right.
In times of peace, Fugaku would be a kind and good clan head, but right now, he is a disaster!’ Before his seat could even get warm, Setsuna stood up again and said: “I completely agree with the Third’s ideology.
Konoha is a big family, and we are all family.” The Third revealed a hidden smile.
Everything was under his control!
A thousand-year noble clan?
Heh, just a bunch of brainless fools!
“As family, the most intolerable thing is hurting one another.” The smile on the Third’s face deepened.
The other clan heads also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Shimura Danzo’s foul expression softened slightly.
So what if he had to be the scapegoat?
He was used to it.
As long as they could eliminate this dangerous ticking time bomb known as the Uchiha, it would all be worth it!
“Elder Shimura Danzo, do you think I am right?” Danzo’s eyelid twitched.
Everything was going fine, why was he suddenly being mentioned?!
Under the gaze of his old friend, he kept a cold face and replied in a muffled voice, “You are absolutely right.” “In that case…” Uchiha Setsuna’s demeanor and voice suddenly shifted, changing from calm to incredibly cold and hard, like an unsheathed blade shedding its rust to reveal a chilling edge!
“Shimura Danzo, what were your intentions when you led Anbu and Root ninjas to murder our clan’s Uchiha Shisui within the village and steal his Sharingan?!” Before Danzo could speak up to defend himself, Uchiha Setsuna’s words fired off like a barrage of cannonballs: “Are you scheming to steal our clan’s Kekkei Genkai and secret traditions?!” Uchiha Setsuna’s words were earth-shattering.
All the clan heads stared in astonishment at Shimura Danzo sitting in his seat, their hearts pounding wildly.
They swallowed nervously, trying to suppress the panic rising in their hearts.
In the cruel ninja world, Kekkei Genkai and secret traditions were always the untouchable domain of any ninja clan.
Anyone who dared to reach for them would face a fight to the death!
Danzo’s face turned livid as he jumped up from his seat, slamming his left hand heavily onto the wooden table with a deafening crash: “Slander!
This is slander!” A strange ringing echoed in Uchiha Fugaku’s ears.
In a daze, he subconsciously tried to mediate, “Elder Setsuna, Shisui’s death wasn’t—” “Uchiha Fugaku, shut your mouth!” Uchiha Setsuna scolded.
Danzo was furious.
“Your clan truly is an evil one, daring to publicly slander an advisory elder!
I will—” Uchiha Setsuna coldly interrupted Danzo’s words.
“If you haven’t transplanted Shisui’s Sharingan, then please unwrap the bandages on your body!” Instantly, Danzo’s words caught in his throat, his face turning as foul as if he had just eaten shit.
Sarutobi Hiruzen’s eyelid twitched.
He felt that things had suddenly slipped out of his control.
This feeling was very bad.