If Iwagakure attacked the Land of God,
Uchiha Akira thought it might still be somewhat possible. But Sunagakure had only ever been dragged along in every Ninja World War—just because you won once, you got so full of yourselves?
You really were an old man swallowing arsenic—tired of living!
When Uchiha Akira used Flying Thunder God to arrive at the battlefield and heard the strings of furious curses, he immediately understood what had happened.
His expression turned peculiar.
Oh.
Sunagakure was not tired of living. Grandma missed her grandson.
"Uchiha Akira! Sasori is a rogue ninja from Sunagakure. How Sasori is dealt with should be Sunagakure's business."
Though Chiyo spoke forcefully, there was a trace of pleading in her eyes. Even her hunched body bent slightly lower, as if expressing her sincerity.
"Please hand Sasori over to Sunagakure."
The Kazekage, Rasa, had come as well.
There was no helping it. Aside from himself, Chiyo was Sunagakure's only Kage-level expert and possessed immense prestige within the village. More importantly, if Sasori returned to Sunagakure, the village would gain another Kage-level expert.
Their puppet techniques would improve as well.
It would be an absolutely epic boost!
Rasa immediately made a promise:
"If the Land of God needs anything in the future, Sunagakure will definitely offer its full support!"
The Land of God was simply too damn formidable now.
Unless it was necessary, he truly did not want to go against the Land of God. No, rather, even if it was necessary, he could still back down...
The last people to directly clash with the Land of God had been Konoha, and even their Ino-Shika-Cho had been snatched away!
"I am quite satisfied with your sincerity."
Uchiha Akira spread his hands, then revealed a helpless expression that said, You cannot do anything to