Sand Village High-Level Meeting

All of a sudden, a thunderous sound rang out—"BANG!!!"

Granny Chiyo had slammed the table in front of her.

Her brows were drawn so tightly together they could have crushed a fly. Her sharp gaze met Rasa's head-on as she rejected him without hesitation:

"This is simply impossible!

This old woman will never agree to it!

Sunagakure has never had a precedent of selling out one of its own heroes to die!

We must never set such a precedent here!"

Chiyo's unquestionable words were like a brilliant ray of light, shining straight into Pakura's heart as it was gradually swallowed by endless darkness.

"Granny Chiyo..." Pakura was overwhelmed by gratitude. Her lips trembled, yet she found that any words she could say at this moment felt unbearably weak and pale.

Just then, Rasa's booming shout shattered the brief silence. "Elder Chiyo—"

With that shout, everyone's attention turned toward him.

Rasa's expression was grave, his brows tightly furrowed as he spoke solemnly. "You should understand that Iwagakure's offensive is growing more ferocious by the day, and the situation is becoming increasingly dire.

If we do not take effective measures now and continue this deadlock, I believe everyone knows exactly what terrible consequences Sunagakure will face.

Moreover, the Daimyo has already made his stance clear: he will once again cut our military funding.

If we cannot accept Kirigakure's terms, then for Sunagakure to regain its former vitality within the next ten or twenty years would be nothing but a fantasy!

Is this—truly the outcome you wish to see?"

With that, Rasa's final question crashed down upon everyone's hearts like an incomparably heavy iron hammer, filling the room with suffocating oppression.

For a time, the entire room fell utterly silent. It was so quiet that one could have heard a needle hit the