The quiet meeting room only had Tuan Zang and Yuan Fei Ri Zhan.
Yuan Fei Sun Slash looked at Tuan Zang and asked,"Are you in such a hurry to go to the battlefield to die?"”。
"I've said it before. Although my strength has been greatly reduced, I won't die on the battlefield!”Tuan Zang was a little annoyed. This old fellow cursed others to death the moment he opened his mouth. He really didn't know how to speak.
"I will let Kakashi and many other jounins join you in the battle, and the Dark Group will be responsible for your safety.”
Taking a deep breath, Flying Ape Sun Slash finally still made a concession. Now was indeed not the time for internal strife.
Tuan Zang frowned and rejected,"Impossible!" My safety will be taken care of by the roots.”
Although he obtained the answer he wanted, who knew if the Dark Group that Yuan Fei sent was to monitor and make him invisible.
"Your safety needs to be guaranteed! As a commander, if something unexpected happened to you on the battlefield, it would have a huge impact on morale!”The third-generation successor stared at him and insisted on his request.
"I said I won't die! I have a lot of confidence in this war!”Tuan Zang said unhappily.
Why did this old fellow feel that he would die very quickly?
"This matter is settled. If you don't want the people from the Dark Group to protect you, then the commander-in-chief will be replaced.”The third-generation successor said," I will let Men Yan take your place.”
Tuan Zang glared at him, stood up, and slammed the table, shouting,""Daming agreed to fight because I was the commander!”
"Moreover, the families in the village are only sending troops because they support me!”
The third-generation successor also stood up and said, unwilling to be outdone,"But I am the Naruto of Muye! I can also write a letter to the daimyo to take back your command. I have more authority than you in deciding the affairs of the village!”
For a moment, the thought of snatching Naruto's position away from this old man appeared in Tanzou's mind.
It wasn't for the sake of power, but to let this guy see the scene where the position he was proud of was easily obtained by someone else.
"But they can't interfere with my choice!”
Frowning tightly, looking at Yuan Fei's serious appearance, Tuan Zang also knew that he could not refuse this matter. Furthermore, the other party had the intention of doing it for his own good, so he could only reply helplessly.
The third-generation successor nodded in satisfaction and sat down again."I will only protect your safety."
Having achieved his goal, Tuan Zang didn't stay to see the old man's sour face. He bade farewell and left.
When he turned around, the gloominess on his face turned into a smile.
The battle had already been decided. Although the process was a little complicated, Tuan Zang was in a good mood.
On the battlefield, if this old man's Dark Group dared to cause trouble for him, then his roots were not to be trifled with.
It was already late at night when they left the Naruto building.
On the way back, he passed by the place where he met Naruto, but Naruto was no longer there.
After eating a bowl of noodles and paying back the money, Tuan Zang prepared to return to the root to rest.
Speaking of which, he did not seem to have returned to "his" home.
Looking at the path leading to the Shimura family's residence, Tuan Zang fell into deep thought.
Although Tuan Zang was a member of the Shimura clan and had his own house in the Shimura encampment, ever since the death of the second-generation leader, he had always lived in the roots and rarely returned to his home.
Walking on this familiar yet strange path, he looked at the rows of familiar houses.
The former Shimura clan was still very glorious in Tuan Zang's memory. They were one of the elders who established the wooden leaf village.
However, after World War II and World War III, the number of people in the Shimura clan plummeted, and their losses were even greater than during the Warring States Period.
"Group storage?"
A slightly surprised voice sounded.
Tuan Zang turned around and saw a white-haired old man looking at him in disbelief.
"It really is you."
The old man approached Tuan Zang, his wrinkled face trembling."You…How did you become younger?”
"So it's Little Yi." After staring at the white-haired old man for a long time, Tuan Zang finally recognized that this person was a brother of Pot King when he was young. He smiled and said.
Takashi Shimura panted heavily, his face flushed red."Xiao…Xiao Yi?"
Being called Little Yi by a young man who looked decades younger than him, Takashi Shimura could not accept it.
"But you've aged too quickly. I almost can't recognize you.”Tuan Zang laughed.
"Bastard!"
" If it weren't for your plan back then, I wouldn't have gotten injured and gotten sick. Now, I've aged so quickly."”
"It's not a bad thing to retire early and take care of the younger generation in the village.”
Even though he was Pot King's brother, there was no gap in their communication. The entire process was smooth as water, as if he was really the team.
" You..." Takeshi Shimura looked at his young face and smile with nostalgia." You've changed a lot. If it weren't for my old bones, I would have thought that I was young again."”
"You haven't smiled like this since the second generation died.”
"I'm getting old." Tuan Zang did not explain further.
Takashi Shimura's wrinkled face became even more wrinkled. This guy was still as annoying as before.
Looking at the quiet encampment, Tuan Zang asked absentmindedly,""How's the situation in the clan now?”
"They're just a bunch of good-for-nothings," said Takashi Shimura with a sigh.”
"The Shimura clan has declined. If I wasn't still around, the younger generation in the clan would probably have to enter a ninja school before someone could teach ninjutsu.”
Tuan Zang didn't say anything. This guy must have exaggerated. After all, they were a big family in the village, and they had a lot of ninjutsu scrolls.
However, if these juniors were unwilling to work hard, then the situation should not be too bad.
Although the Pot King's seniority in the village was not low, his focus had always been on his roots.
Compared to the Shimura clan, the roots were the direct descendants of the clan that were created and nurtured by the clan.
He rarely cared about the matters of the Shimura clan, let alone nurturing the descendants of the clan.
"How many ninjas are still available in the clan?”Tuan Zang thought for a long time before asking.
"There are quite a number of Inferior Nins, only about twenty Middle Nins, and as for Upper Nins.”Takashi pointed at himself awkwardly.
"Just me."
"So little?" Tuan Zang frowned.
In the original novel, although the Rishimura clan was a large clan, it seemed that only Tanzo appeared.
On the other hand, there was a bunch of villagers at Yin Hun.
Ninjas couldn't survive, so they became samurai.
Tuan Zang ridiculed in his heart.
"That's quite a lot. Didn't you see that the Thousand Hand Clan only has one chief left?”
"Of the few great clans back then, only the Yuan Fei Clan and Uchiha are still considered prosperous now. The others are already about the same as us.”
"You have to know that in a war, the people who charge at the front are all people from our large clans.”
Takashi Shimura explained.
"You should have heard about what happened in the village recently, right?”Tuan Zang asked tentatively.
When Takashi Shimura heard that, he widened his eyes and roared,""Impossible! The children of the clan will not accompany you to the battlefield anymore!”
"You, this fellow, are really even more stubborn than Flying Ape Sun Slash. Without experiencing the flames of war, how can this bunch of little fellows grow up?”Tuan Zang shook his head.
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