Reprimand

No matter how furious the Raikage was, as commander-in-chief, it was his responsibility to coordinate all the fighting forces of the six great nations. He knew what acting now would mean, but he simply could not swallow this anger!

Especially after seeing that vile grin on Right Red's face, he nearly exploded from rage on the spot.

"Bastard!"

The Raikage charged forward. The Raikage flew back. The Raikage got to his feet clutching his arm. The Raikage—

Forget it. Right Red had already proven his strength at the previous Five Kage Summit. He was undeniably at the level beyond Kage.

Moreover, in the area the Raikage excelled at most—taijutsu—Right Red could use a forbidden taijutsu that pushed his body cells into an overloaded state. Even the Raikage's father, the Third Raikage, would not have been able to withstand that berserk power.

At the absolute limit of overloaded output, one punch could collapse an entire mountain. Right Red had not been serious at all; otherwise, a single punch would have crippled the Raikage.

He could not win with words, and he could not win in a fight. One could only imagine how terrible the Raikage felt right now.

"That's enough, Raikage. The most important thing now is to uncover the truth. Stop this pointless infighting."

At the Tsuchikage Ōnoki's urging, the Raikage shot Right Red a vicious glare and shouted, "We're leaving!"

The Raikage led the remaining shinobi troops back to recuperate. As for Peach Country's shinobi forces, he had no desire to concern himself with them—and in any case, he could not command them.

Left behind on the battlefield, Right Red merely shrugged. Behind him, Nianze said with a bitter smile, "Uncle Right Red, is it really okay to make the relationship this hostile? Was that Father's order?"

"Don't care