Shiba Seika had actually guessed long ago that these negotiations wouldn't go through so easily.
Iwagakure had always considered itself to be in the stronger position. How could it willingly be forced to the negotiating table while knowing nothing and being completely on the back foot?
Putting himself in their shoes, if he were the Tsuchikage, he'd also find some way to make up for his disadvantage before negotiations began.
He just hadn't expected Ōnoki to be so ruthless. He wasn't even in a hurry to rescue his son, leaving all communication until five days later.
After hearing the news, Nagato asked worriedly, "What do we do now? Iwagakure probably won't sit still for these five days."
"They definitely won't sit still," Shiba Seika corrected him.
Nagato instinctively wanted to sigh, but at the last moment he suddenly realized: Why was Shiba Seika so calm?
His eyes brightened. "You have a plan?"
Shiba Seika shrugged. "This time, I really don't."
Nagato immediately wilted again.
Behind him, Uzamaki Kayo studied the way Shiba Seika remained as steady as a rock and pondered for a while before saying,
"Seika, do you think that although we'll run into trouble this time, we won't be in danger?"
Shiba Seika nodded approvingly, then flicked Nagato on the forehead.
"Take a page from your aunt. Use your own head, and don't rely on those eyes of yours for everything."
A few months ago, he wouldn't have dared lecture Nagato like this.
But now, Nagato, who possessed the Rinnegan, could only stare at him with a pitiful, aggrieved look like a child who'd done something wrong after being flicked on the forehead with a single finger.
I subdued the Rinnegan with one finger. Does that mean, by rounding up, I'm already on par with the Six Paths?