At the center of the plaza.
Giant targets had been arranged in a circle.
Clearly, the voting method was the same as the Jonin Confidence Vote.
They only needed to throw Kunai at them.
As for failing to hit the target?
That would be fucking embarrassing. Leave the group chat.
At the center of the circle of targets stood a two-story wooden platform, where the people on top were vaguely divided into two opposing groups.
On the left was Tsunade, with Ino, Shizune, Kobayashi Hei, and Nobi Daixiong standing behind her.
Both Kobayashi Hei and Nobi Daixiong shared an identity.
Civilian jonin!
The kind who could represent ordinary civilian ninja and small ninja clans.
On the right was Asuma, along with Naruto, Shikamaru, Kakashi, Utatane Koharu, and Mitokado Homura.
The two sides represented the Dove Faction and the Hawkish Faction respectively, as well as Konoha's future direction.
As for Sakura, the heroine of the original story?
With Tang Ping, a transmigrator, around, her role had dwindled to almost nothing. She had no chance to take the stage and could only stand below it.
"Asuma, do you know that you'll lead Konoha to destruction?"
Tsunade's tone was calm, but her eyes brimmed with killing intent. If possible, she would have loved to kill him.
It was precisely because of his obstruction that she still had not ascended to the position of Hokage.
Tang Ping had only given her one month. Now, more than half that time had already passed, and every minute, every second was incomparably precious.
Once the time ran out, Blazing Sun Country would not be polite. Konoha would be finished then.
"Lady Tsunade, only the Will of Fire can save Konoha!"
Asuma answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Even though he had already fallen to darkness, that did not