She truly didn't place much importance on the clan, because ever since she was little, the Senju Clan had begun abandoning its surname and integrating into Konoha.
The only people who really counted as family were Grandfather, Grandmother, and Younger Brother.
She had no particular feelings for those clansmen, so right now, she couldn't quite understand why Grandfather and Grandmother would rush around so tirelessly for a group of people they might never even have met.
But she would not stop them, because A-Gang knew this was what Grandfather and Grandmother insisted on. They had lived within the clan since childhood, and the concept of the clan was deeply rooted in them.
This was a clash between the values of two generations. Though A-Gang did not understand it, she supported them.
When a pale streak of dawn appeared on the horizon, Hashirama and Mito left Konoha and sped off in the direction marked on the map.
By their initial estimate, they should arrive within a day.
Along the way, the husband and wife discussed all kinds of situations that might arise.
That was because the letter Nagato wrote only said there was news related to the Uzumaki Clan, without any other information.
It did not say whether members of the Uzumaki Clan had been found being abused, or anything else—only that the accuracy of the information was about seventy percent.
On the surface, it looked like nothing more than a vague rumor, but if Nagato dared to say it had seventy percent accuracy, that was already worth Mito making the trip.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since the two of us traveled the Shinobi World like this, hasn't it?"
Mito nodded. "Yes, it really has been a long time. We haven't had an opportunity like this."
Hashirama