Rasa looked down at the noisy Sunagakure Ninja, his face clouded with worry.
Those Ninja were still arguing over whether Pakura's intelligence was real, but Rasa had long known that it was genuine.
As Kazekage, he naturally had his own intelligence network. Among Pakura's people, there were naturally some who answered to him.
One person's information could be fake. Two people's information could be fabricated. But could intelligence from every channel possibly be false!?
However, even with this intelligence, he did not dare spread it among his subordinates. Otherwise, Sunagakure's morale, already at rock bottom, might completely collapse.
But neither could he bury his head in the sand and deny it, because Sea Ninja Village truly could field a large number of Bloodline Ninja!
If Sunagakure's Ninja truly dismissed it as false propaganda, they would likely collapse even faster once they encountered the real situation.
Of course, everyone in the meeting room was part of Sunagakure's upper ranks. They could not keep this news from them for much longer... In fact, quite a few had probably already received the real information.
"Enough, stop arguing! Our problem now is how to deal with Sea Ninja Village, not how to shirk responsibility!"
Rasa finally slammed his hand onto the table and shouted furiously.
"This..."
The Sand Ninja looked at one another and fell silent.
Sunagakure was currently at its weakest, with its old generation fading and the new one not yet ready. Its Jinchuriki was only a one-year-old infant. Among the village's prime fighting forces, aside from Kazekage Rasa, only Pakura remained. Even Pakura had been beaten so badly—what could the rest of them possibly do?
As for their reserves, they still had Chiyo and Ebizo. Ebizo was a conventional Ninja, and at his age, he likely could not fight for long