Hiruzen Sarutobi clenched his fists tightly. Ever since the Senju Clan fell into decline, no one had dared to continue calling him by his old nickname, Monkey. Yet now, having it openly and incessantly shouted by Wang Ming put Hiruzen in a thoroughly foul mood.
No matter how composed and majestic he tried to appear on the surface, the moment the word monkey came out, his dignity instantly plummeted to zero.
At the same time, what in the world was this nonsense about guarding the family estate for the Senju? That practically made him out to be the Senju watchdog!
Furthermore...
Hiruzen could sense that the thoughts of quite a few people were already being influenced.
That old bastard Setsuna, why won't he just die?!
If I let him keep jumping around like this, I'm afraid my reputation as Hokage will be ruined for eternity, Hiruzen thought with deep depression.
Having lived through the battle of the Night of the Uchiha Clan Downfall, Hiruzen had already recognized his own limits; his combat power could not surpass Wang Ming's, so he could only pin his hopes on Setsuna Uchiha dying of old age.
"Great Elder! Did you remember incorrectly? During the Second Great Ninja War, Nawaki Senju went to the battlefield for field training alongside his teacher Orochimaru, only to step on an exploding tag and get blown to pieces," Yashiro Uchiha said to Wang Ming.
Wang Ming paused for a moment. "Uh..."
"Even that happened?"
"Alas! In the Warring States period, the Uchiha and Senju were two great clans. Who would have thought that today, the extinct are extinct and the withered are withered, alas~~~"
The ninjas present were all jonin. Even with the limitations imposed upon them by their education, their intelligence was entirely sound; how could they fail