"Wait a few days and see when that old monkey was free. At the very least, the Gate of Opening couldn't be opened before Saburo's departure." To Shisaburo Sawa, Mirai was already unhappy with this. The other party wanted to make trouble for him—was he supposed to cut off his own flesh? What? That was suicidal behavior. This time, he did not choose to compromise, but to directly make use of the other party. As for the outcome, that was not his concern for the time being.
That night, Sarutobi Hiruzen came before Mirai again and said with a pained expression, "Mirai solved the problem, but he also angered an important figure." In this world, no ruler had a reason to want a minister dead, but he had to die. The Feudal Lord still had his prestige. To a certain extent, the Hokage was appointed by the Feudal Lord.
After hearing Sarutobi Hiruzen's words, Mirai smiled faintly. "If you compromise with them, they'll push their luck, and your sovereignty will disappear as well." Mirai took out some wine and said, "Mirai made this himself. I can see it very clearly."
Sarutobi Hiruzen paused, but he still accepted Mirai's wine and took a sip without hesitation. Fortunately, Mirai had not poisoned it. Otherwise, the Hokage would have been the first one poisoned.
Sarutobi Hiruzen smacked his lips, his eyes lighting up. "What kind of wine is this? It tastes so good. Did you really make it?"
Mirai said mysteriously, "Of course. Only Mirai has it in the entire ninja village!"
Sarutobi Hiruzen said, "You're only seven years old, so you can't drink. Hand over all the wine! Ninjas can drink once they grow up!"
Everyone was stunned by Sarutobi Hiruzen's shamelessness. Did he really think he could be this brazen? As