Angry shouts rang out through the hall.
Whether they were Ōtsutsuki Masato or representatives of the Hyuga clan,
all of them vehemently rejected Minister Molotov's proposal.
"Ōtsutsuki is such a noble surname—how can you ask us to give it up and use some lowly name instead?"
"They should change theirs to Ōtsutsuki—no, that's not right. They aren't even qualified to bear the Ōtsutsuki name!"
Ōtsutsuki Masato shot to his feet and shouted.
But his words instantly enraged Hiashi Hyuga and the others.
"What nerve! You dare call the Hyuga, one of Konoha's great clans, a lowly surname? You're courting death!"
"So what if you're Ōtsutsuki? The one who was truly remarkable was the Sage of Six Paths, not self-important bastards like you!"
The Hyuga representatives began cursing furiously.
The representatives of the other shinobi clans found it both amusing and exasperating.
They were shocked by the World Government's proposal, yet they also found it interesting to see the usually composed Hyuga clan lose their composure so completely.
[Roar!!]
A familiar, terrifying aura suddenly erupted again, instantly suppressing all the shouting and insults from both sides.
Sakazuki stood there without saying a word, his arms folded across his chest.
His frightening gaze swept across Ōtsutsuki Masato, Hiashi Hyuga, and the others.
The chill and warning in his eyes were utterly undisguised.
Especially the killing intent pouring from his body—it made everyone's hearts tremble and sent chills down their spines.
Only then did Sakazuki coldly spit out two words.
"Sit down!"
Ōtsutsuki Masato, Hiashi Hyuga, and the others wore ashen expressions.
But in the end, they silently returned to their stone chairs.
Their expressions, however, still clearly conveyed their refusal.
"Hehe, then let this old man explain."
Minister Molotov took over with his standard smile.
"Mr. Ōtsutsuki Masato, as I understand it,