The expressions of Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu changed completely.
Stripped of all honors! Designated a rogue ninja! Wanted across the ninja world!
What did this mean?
It meant that everything Danzo had dedicated to Konoha for decades would be completely negated and erased.
Danzo's name would be nailed to the pillar of shame. His reputation in life and after death would all turn into disgrace.
It's better to kill a man than humiliate him! This was harsher than simply killing Danzo!
This was to completely scrub the person Shimura Danzo from Konoha's history, right from the roots.
How could this be allowed?
For decades, Danzo had worked his heart out for the village, silently giving his all. Even if he lacked merit, he had worked hard.
How could he be completely negated because of today's events?
Utatane Koharu immediately wanted to use her authority as a Hokage advisor to refute this incredibly excessive demand.
But when she met Uchiha Yao's eyes, the words stuck in her throat.
She had no doubt.
If she didn't give Uchiha Yao a satisfactory explanation today.
This Uchiha patriarch, who had just suppressed a Tailed Beast, mastered Wood Release, and clearly had no reverence for the higher-ups, would really flip the table.
At that time.
Could Konoha, having just experienced a great war, lost the Third Hokage, and severely weakened, withstand another storm?
A deep sense of powerlessness and chill swept over Utatane Koharu. She realized that the times might have truly changed.
The teenager in front of her was no longer someone these old people could easily suppress or fool.
Weighing the pros and cons.
Assessing the importance.
After a long while.
Utatane Koharu seemed to have all her strength drained away. Her shoulders slumped slightly, and she squeezed out a word through her teeth:
"Fine!"
Mitokado Homura also remained silent, pushing up his glasses, offering no further objection.
"Thank you, Advisors!"
Seeing his goal achieved, Yao didn't linger. He bowed slightly to the group and left the meeting room.
Only when their footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor did Utatane Koharu slam her fist on the table:
"Impudent! Too impudent! Does this Uchiha Yao have any sense of hierarchy?!"
"He has no reverence for the village higher-ups, acts arrogantly and violently, and lacks the obedience a ninja should have!"
"Today he dared to threaten an advisor with a wooden spike. In the future... Hmph! I see him becoming a major disaster for Konoha sooner or later!"
Jiraiya rubbed his brow, not responding to Utatane Koharu's words.
He traveled all year round and wasn't very familiar with the situation in the village.
But he often heard Naruto mention that Yao was his best friend and the only one in the village willing to play with him.
Just based on this relationship, Jiraiya couldn't criticize Uchiha Yao.
Kakashi said indifferently: "Advisor, please calm down. Please refrain from saying things that are detrimental to unity!"
He raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura:
"The Third Hokage has just been sacrificed, the trauma caused by Orochimaru's attack has not yet healed, and Danzo's defection adds insult to injury."
"Konoha right now is at a moment of unprecedented weakness."
"The urgent task now is to gather all available strength to weather this storm together."
"Yao is indeed unruly, but he possesses the strength to suppress a Tailed Beast. He is the high-end combat power the village urgently needs right now."
"Pushing him to the opposing side at this moment is by no means a wise move."
Kakashi's words were like a bucket of cold water, cooling Utatane Koharu's heated brain slightly. She slumped back into her chair, silent and sullen.
How could she not understand that what Kakashi said was the truth? Konoha's top-tier combat power was indeed in a state of transition!
The Third died in battle, Danzo was missing, Jiraiya was a wandering sage unwilling to take the position, and Tsunade was far away with no news...
If at this time, surrounded by powerful enemies or facing internal turmoil, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Uchiha Yao, this unstable yet powerful combat force, the village... indeed needed him now.
"Alright! That's enough arguing."
Jiraiya clapped his hands, breaking the heavy atmosphere, and put back on his seemingly casual smile:
"Leave finding Tsunade to me. I guarantee I'll drag her back to be the Fifth Hokage."
"However, before I leave the village, I hope to take that kid Uzumaki Naruto with me on this trip!"
...
Yao and Sasuke left the Hokage building, walking through the chaotic streets towards the Uchiha district.
Sasuke frowned tightly, walking in silence for a while, before finally unable to hold back, speaking with suppressed anger in his voice:
"That old thief Danzo did such a thing; we absolutely cannot let him go!"
"We should track down his whereabouts, find him, and kill him!"
Yao walked with his hands in his pockets. Hearing this, he just glanced indifferently at his little brother: "No need to look for him!"
"No need to look?"
Sasuke was stunned, somewhat indignant: "What do you mean? Are we just going to let him defect with the Sharingan?"
"He's already dead!"
Yao didn't stop walking, saying lightly: "I killed him! Along with his Root organization, from top to bottom, I left no one alive! All evaporated from the face of the earth!"
"..."
Sasuke stopped abruptly, his eyes widening slightly. The anger on his face was replaced by astonishment, and he didn't react for a long time.
After several seconds, his throat moved, and his voice was dry:
"...Dead? You... you killed him? Then that 'Danzo' who joined Orochimaru to attack the Third..."
"That was me in disguise!"
"Why?!"
Sasuke asked in shock, the astonishment on his face turning into disbelief.
He completely couldn't understand his brother's actions. Killing Danzo was one thing.
But the Third Hokage was deeply loved by the villagers, and Sasuke also acknowledged the Third.
Yet, his own brother disguised himself as Danzo and took out the Third?
"Because he messed with me!"
Yao sneered: "That old dog Danzo not only planned to use Shisui's Mangekyō Sharingan to turn me into a puppet tool obedient to him!"
"He also shamelessly transplanted so many of my clan's Sharingan onto himself! Could I let him off easily?"
Pausing, Yao's tone carried a deep chill:
"I not only want him dead! I want his reputation ruined, leaving a stink for ten thousand years!"
"Let the reputation he built for decades, his so-called 'for Konoha,' all turn into a joke!"
"Let him be nailed to the pillar of shame in the ninja world, spat on and despised by everyone! Only then can it be considered a slight comfort to the restless souls of my clan."
Sasuke fell completely silent.
Although he felt such methods were a bit... overly drastic and cruel.
But thinking of Danzo's actions, his desecration of the clan members.
The slight discomfort was quickly suppressed by hatred and agreement.
Dealing with someone like Danzo, perhaps... required being this ruthless!
After a while, he remembered another key point and looked up to ask: "You just said... Brother Shisui?"
"What's going on? Didn't Brother Shisui commit suicide?"
Yao glanced at him and continued walking forward, Sasuke hurrying to keep up.
"Uchiha Shisui awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan back then!"
Yao's voice seemed somewhat low on the street at dusk:
"The ocular jutsu attached to his right eye was 'Kotoamatsukami'."
"This jutsu is extremely terrifying. It can directly invade a person's brain without them noticing!"
"Permanently and thoroughly modifying the other party's will, turning them into a puppet absolutely obedient to the caster."
Sasuke's heart shivered upon hearing this.
Permanently modifying will?
Turning people into puppets?
There was such an ocular jutsu?
"That old thief Danzo somehow learned this intelligence!"
Yao said coldly: "He attacked Shisui, snatched the right eye containing 'Kotoamatsukami,' and transplanted it into his own right eye socket."
"Luring you today to force me to go to Root was intending to use Kotoamatsukami to turn me into his dog!"
"That old bastard!!!"
Sasuke flew into a rage.