Many people looked toward Rasa with hope in their eyes.
With him speaking up, the other shinobi villages that had no desire to get involved in a war between the Hidden Leaf Village and that Empire also began to voice their opinions.
Chōjūrō was the first to step forward. He glared furiously at Hashirama Senju and said, "You Hidden Leaf Village always talk about peace. I'm sure you understand how difficult it is to train a person into a shinobi from childhood, right?"
He paused before continuing, "During that time, how much blood, sweat, and effort must our countries, our villages, and our shinobi expend to train even a Chunin, let alone a Jonin?"
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and his voice began to tremble. "And with a single word from the Hidden Leaf Village, you want us to send the young men of our villages away!"
His voice suddenly rose, his eyes filled with fury. "You say you long for peace! I think you only long for your own peace!"
Chōjūrō practically roared, as though venting all the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart. Afterward, he gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently. He was clearly extremely emotional.
There was nothing he could do. Talking to the God of Shinobi was incredibly stressful!
Moreover, he was currently restrained by Hashirama Senju's Wood Release and unable to move freely. This feeling of helplessness only made him angrier. Yet he did not dare attack Hashirama Senju recklessly. After all, the other man was the legendary God of Shinobi, with unfathomable strength.
Hashirama Senju looked calmly at Chōjūrō and slowly said, "I understand how you feel, but this war can no longer be avoided."
His voice was low and resolute. "If we take no action and allow that