"Old man, you mean..."
Shunsui Kyoraku froze for a moment, then a sharp light suddenly burst from his eyes.
"No matter how we fight Ross's faction, it's ultimately an internal conflict! Once we lay everything out and tell them about Aizen's ambitions and abilities—the true threat to all of Soul Society—with Ross's personality, he'll definitely put aside our grievances for now and join forces with us against the common enemy?"
Too much had happened today, too chaotically, and he had fallen into a mental blind spot, actually forgetting the most crucial point.
His conflict with Ross was a clash of ideals, a battle for power, completely different from Aizen's scheme to overturn Soul Society!
With a great enemy before them, they naturally had to stand united against the outside!
But...
Just as his excitement rose, Shunsui Kyoraku deflated like a punctured balloon and looked at his teacher with hesitation.
If they took the initiative to seek reconciliation with Ross, their side, already at a disadvantage and utterly disgraced, would inevitably have to pay a huge price.
Ross would most likely take the opportunity to make outrageous demands—for example, asking the Captain-General to step down and yield his position?
If he truly made such a demand, one that was practically shitting on their heads, would his teacher, who valued his pride more than life itself, really agree?
"Hmph."
As though he had seen through his disciple's little thoughts, Captain-General Yamamoto snorted coldly. There was unmistakable disappointment in his gaze as he looked at Shunsui Kyoraku.
"Kyoraku, are you wondering whether, if they force the issue now and demand that this old man step down, I would swallow my pride and agree for the greater good?"
"I..." Shunsui Kyoraku lowered his head in shame.
"Remember this! In the world of Shinigami, so-called