"Your Highness, it's time to leave."
"Your Highness?"
Tsunade distractedly raised a hand to interrupt him, indicating that she understood, while sinking her mind into studying the little trinket the Sage of Six Paths had given her.
There didn't seem to be any hidden trick, but she still couldn't be certain, so Tsunade didn't use it blindly.
As for the Sage of Six Paths, after locking him up, Tsunade had no intention of speaking with him either.
He was a man who spouted nonsense nonstop. Not a single word he said could be trusted.
During their previous exchange through Genjutsu, he had rambled on about benevolence, morality, and lofty principles, acting as though he cared about all living beings. But whenever she asked what exactly he should do, he kept repeating "love, love, love," failing to express himself and veering ten thousand miles off course.
Wasn't that just empty hot air?
Was I lacking love? Can love be eaten to fill the people's stomachs? What I need is a plan, advice, and a concrete proposal that can actually be implemented.
And he kept spouting meaningless nonsense at me.
Even salesmen were better than him. At least when they lied, they had a clear target.
That guy was purely the type to open his mouth and draw empty promises—and ugly ones at that. Even a three-year-old knew they couldn't be eaten.
Anyone with even a little social experience knew that when their stomachs were growling, nobody wanted to hear about romance.
How did he even dare?
He was good for nothing.
A fucking idiot living in the heavens.
He hadn't even figured out the key issue.
"Teacher, it's time." Kushina said, "The schedule is very tight."
We can't afford any delays.
"I know." Tsunade stood and said, "Has Mimi arrived?"
"Insect