"I can't accept this!"
A sharp cry rang out within the empty secret chamber.
Shukaku continued to shout indignantly, "That Uchiha brat actually wants to auction us off as merchandise!"
The words stirred up a storm. The Tailed Beasts had their dignity too. Even Chomei, who rarely spoke, opened his mouth at this moment. "He flicked me just now. My head is still buzzing."
Gyuki's voice rang out with sudden realization. "There's nothing we can do about it. One Wood Dragon from Senju Hashirama left us completely unable to fight back."
The truth was often the most heartbreaking. The air suddenly fell silent, and sorrow filled the cramped secret chamber.
Shukaku lowered his voice and asked, "Stupid fox, why aren't you saying anything?"
"Stupid tanuki, since you've never experienced the Uchiha's Illusion Techniques, I'll forgive you this once," Kurama replied faintly.
"Is that brat really that strong?" Son Goku said in disbelief.
"Madara is there."
The atmosphere fell into a deadlock again. That name had touched their taboo. Ever since the three Nine-Tails had been brought back, the shadow of the Ten-Tails had hung over their hearts.
"I hope the Two-Tails is sealed a little later. That way, the days we can stay together will last longer."
"Difficult," Shukaku answered Kokuō's sentiment. "The Three-Tails swimming in the sea, the Six-Tails hiding underground, and the Seven-Tails flying in the sky have all been sealed. We can only rely on the Two-Tails to display extraordinary hide-and-seek skills."
With Saiken's long sigh, the topic came to an abrupt end.
There was not a trace of sorrow to be seen in the bustling Konoha. Shinobi from all across the Shinobi World had gathered in Konoha Hidden Village.
In the Hokage's Office, Tobirama glanced at the noisy streets out of the corner of his eye,