"Monkey!"
Hashirama Senju scooped Hiruzen Sarutobi right up. With Hashirama Senju's inherently kind nature, how could he possibly watch Hiruzen Sarutobi die?
"Cough, cough!!"
"Wasn't it just having your bragging exposed?"
"What's the big deal, is it worth coughing up blood?" Hashirama Senju said casually.
Hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi felt a sudden, deeper stab in his heart.
Tobirama Senju let out a long sigh. "It seems I still overestimated you."
"Your strength is insufficient, so putting on a bluff was the right move."
"Yet once exposed, you got so angry you vomited blood. Your spiritual cultivation still has a very long way to go!" Tobirama Senju shook his head in disappointment.
Modesty!
This virtue is extremely difficult to gauge, or rather, it is easily mistaken for exposing one's own shortcomings. The weaker someone is, the easier it is for them to misunderstand.
When a capable person says they are very weak, that is hiding strength and lowering others' guard so as to deal the enemy a fatal blow;
When a weak person says they are very weak, it is not hiding strength, but exposing their own shortcomings and telling others that they are easy pickings.
Therefore, the strong must conceal themselves, while the weak must instead put on a bold front. Tobirama Senju, who possessed considerable political talent, although disdainful of such behavior, could still understand it.
After listening to Tobirama Senju's words, Hiruzen Sarutobi felt several more knives pierce his heart. The aged and senile aura surrounding him instantly grew even more pronounced.
Madara Uchiha glanced sideways at Tobirama Senju. "Sure enough, only a shameless master can produce a shameless disciple."
Tobirama Senju: "Madara, spare me your false accusations. Looking to pick a fight, are you!"
Madara Uchiha: "That's right! I am indeed picking a fight."
Instantly, the gazes