A had not expected that a complaint in his heart had already hit upon the truth.
After the Land of Whirlpools War ended more than a decade ago, Nawaki had recruited quite a few ninja from among the prisoners of war from various countries to serve as informants. Snoopy was one of them. Once the Anbu division had been established, Snoopy was officially absorbed as an Anbu spy. Over the years, with the Anbu's help, Snoopy had risen into Kumogakure's upper ranks and built up his own faction. He had used the convenience of his position to provide Konoha with plenty of intelligence. He had also contributed greatly to the earlier intelligence on Mangtengbode'er provided by the Anbu.
As early as last night, after Nawaki led his army to capture Mangtengbode'er, Konoha's Anbu had contacted Snoopy through a secret channel. The proposal to negotiate a surrender that he had just made was Nawaki's order.
Snoopy had gladly accepted the order. There was no risk in this matter for him. If it succeeded, he would naturally earn great merit; even if it failed, he could take the opportunity to drive a wedge between the upper ranks and throw their hearts into disarray.
The reason Snoopy served Konoha so wholeheartedly was that the Will of the Forest had already been inscribed upon his forehead. He had become an honored member of the Senju Branch Family, leaving him with no path of retreat whatsoever.
His earlier war of words with Killer B, as well as his final remarks stirring the other upper-ranking officials' fears of sharing the same fate, had struck straight at their hearts. Every line had been exquisitely calculated. It required not only logic and eloquence, but also a grasp of human nature. In truth, none of it had been a