And he had to find a few young, driven ones to lead these clansmen and work hard alongside them.
Otherwise, a clan as stagnant as dead water would never truly develop.
Hashirama did not blame these clansmen. It had been his spur-of-the-moment desire to develop Konoha that made him gather them together, disrupting their original lives.
Then he had left them there. Aside from giving them some money, he had basically never managed them much.
And it was indeed as Lord Torifu had said: they had no idea what they were supposed to do.
After chatting with Lord Torifu for those few sentences, Hashirama's face felt a little hot whenever he thought of it.
He had been clan head for so many years, had even founded a ninja village, and had served as First for so long.
Yet he had actually forgotten even these things.
"Sure enough, just like the two of us said, when peaceful days go on too long, a person's mindset and every other part of them changes. The old me would never have done something this stupid."
Lord Torifu did not refute him, because that was indeed the case. With his master's strength and ability, there was no way he would fail to notice something like this.
But people gradually changed, especially since Hashirama had already been resting for many years. He had handed the clan's affairs over to his grandson, while he himself simply enjoyed life.
It was normal to overlook some things, and unavoidable too, so Lord Torifu did not think this was anything major.
It would not be difficult to patch up.
"All right, Master, there's no need to blame yourself. It's not too late now that you've discovered it. Just finish everything the two of us discussed, and the Senju Clan will