"We already said it: Konoha only wants to progress together with everyone. We do not interfere in internal affairs, and we respect each other's cultures. Isn't that precisely the philosophy of our Ninja Association?"
"Or have you already decided that every village in the Ninja Association is merely a vassal of Konoha?"
"If that is the case, then there is no need for so many countries and villages in the Shinobi World."
"Why don't you all just rename yourselves Konohagakure?"
Senya's words immediately left those who had just been doubting the Five Great Nations speechless.
They also made Mifune realize that he had actually been fooled by Obito's verbal trick and used as a weapon on the spot. He immediately came to his senses.
He directly drew the samurai sword from his waist, its tip aimed at the Masked Man standing in the center before him, its cold gleam exposed.
"This old man was momentarily muddleheaded enough to believe the words of the most heinous Rogue Ninja in the Shinobi World."
"Every word you spoke was meant to sow discord. As expected, you are nothing but a despicable wretch who relies on a glib tongue."
"What sinister intentions."
The Third Star Shadow beside him felt rather awkward inside.
If I had known, I wouldn't have chimed in just now. I really am getting old...
Seeing that Senya had effortlessly dispelled the effects of his Talk no Jutsu with just a few words, Obito felt annoyed, but he did not care too much.
After all, it had merely been a small attempt. Failure did not matter.
He turned his back directly on Mifune, fixed his eyes on Senya, and sneered.
"Sure enough, a few casual words from me were enough to make them question the Ninja Association."
"It seems you have