Hiruzen Sarutobi had yet to realize the Wind Shadow's true identity. Why had the Land of Sand, their ally, betrayed them and chosen to join forces with the obscure Otogakure?
Even now, Hiruzen Sarutobi had not stopped lecturing the Wind Shadow. Perhaps Konoha's Talk no Jutsu was some kind of inherited tradition?
"We of the Land of Fire and the Land of Sand have already reached a treaty, haven't we? War will only harm us both..."
"You're right. But... Teacher Sarutobi, what does that have to do with me?"
"Uh..."
Hiruzen Sarutobi naturally recognized who the Wind Shadow was by then. Orochimaru tore off his veil along with the skin of his face, revealing his originally pale countenance.
"Orochimaru..." As Hiruzen Sarutobi watched his once-beloved disciple press a kunai to his throat, anger, regret, and other emotions tangled together. He could clearly see that Konoha was being effortlessly overrun by the Sound Ninja and Sand Ninja.
The strongest Konoha had now become like a helpless weak woman, ravaged and bullied everywhere by the Sound Ninja and Sand Ninja.
"Pfft~" The kunai pierced flesh, producing the teeth-gritting sound of muscle tearing. Blood flowed down the kunai like spring water. Orochimaru released Hiruzen Sarutobi and pulled the kunai from his own palm. Who knew what he recalled at that moment? In any case, he did not kill Hiruzen Sarutobi immediately.
"The Four Violet Flames Formation has already been deployed. Neither of us has any way out. It's been a long time since we were alone together like this..." Orochimaru licked his somewhat cracked lips and casually walked to stand opposite Hiruzen Sarutobi.
On the surface, Hiruzen Sarutobi remained as steady as ever, but his heart had gone cold. A long time had passed since he was trapped within the Four Violet Flames