When Yuki Clan first heard Nawaki's praise, he felt immensely gratified. Being called Skywalker's strongest opponent was enough to make him proud. After all, ever since Skywalker had risen to prominence, his only miscalculation had been against the legend of the Shinobi World, Uchiha Madara. Every other battle had ended in victories as miraculous as divine feats—proof enough of just how weighty the title Skywalker was! As long as he could force Skywalker into compromise through his schemes this time, even failure would be enough to make his name famous throughout the Shinobi World.
But when Skywalker's confident tone suddenly shifted afterward, Yuki Clan felt an overwhelming unease he could barely suppress. Could the other side truly break this deadlock? Impossible! I've accounted for everything! Under these circumstances, unless he's willing to let both sides suffer and damage his own reputation, he has no choice but to agree to a ceasefire!
Skywalker was definitely just putting on a brave front! Though Yuki Clan consoled himself inwardly, he remained deeply unsettled. The fake smile on his face grew stiffer, and his fingers trembled slightly.
The Mist Ninja higher-ups present were similarly uncertain. They watched Nawaki in silence as he made his grand declaration.
With an arrogant curl of his lips, Nawaki swept his gaze over the Mist Ninja higher-ups before shaking a finger. "Both sides suffer? That doesn't exist! Let me tell you the truth! I wasn't here to negotiate from the very beginning—I came to deliver an ultimatum! You may not believe it, but according to my plan, not only will your eighty thousand Shinobi Army soon surrender to Konoha unconditionally, you'll also join Konoha and become the main force in the next western war!"
After hearing Nawaki's proclamation, the entire tent seemed to suffocate in stunned silence for a