Uchiha Chen let out a cold laugh. How could he not know what those people were thinking?
Chen had long since seen through what the politicians had in mind. That was why, while unifying the Ninja World through this summit, he also needed to redistribute its spoils.
Peace maintained by force alone wouldn't last. Chen had already divided the Ninja World into several large shares. The Five Great Nations would get those, while the smaller countries would have to make do with the scraps.
Only if they were given enough benefits would they do their best to maintain this peaceful order. If anyone tried to disrupt it, Nagato wouldn't even need to act—the countries themselves would crush anyone who dared threaten their interests.
Hearing Chen's words, Nagato's lips moved, but he didn't know what he could say to make him stay.
"So, you're the one who needs to become the daimyo." Uchiha Chen stood and placed both hands on Nagato's shoulders, looking at him solemnly. "You're the person I have the most faith in."
"Me?" Nagato shook his head repeatedly. "I can't do it. Yahiko is far more capable than I am. And if he won't do it, then what about the Kage of the Five Great Nations? Or their daimyos? Aren't any of them more qualified than me?"
"People from the Five Great Nations?" Chen smiled. "Anyone can take the position of daimyo, except someone from one of the Five Great Nations. I'm sure you don't want to see the Ninja World become a place where one country has all the say, do you?"
"If someone from one of the Five Great Nations became daimyo, the other four would refuse to accept it. They'd ask why that country got to choose the daimyo, while theirs didn't."
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