A vs. Guy, Killing Intent Aroused

"Enough!"

White Fang shouted angrily.

His remaining arm pressed against the edge of the table as he fixed A with a gaze as sharp as a blade.

Though he had lost an arm, neither his killing intent nor the imposing aura of a powerful warrior had diminished.

"We came here to discuss peace! Not to expand the war!"

His voice carried suppressed fury.

"Does the Land of Lightning intend to keep escalating this war?!"

Hearing White Fang's words, A merely gave him a faint glance.

The corner of his mouth curled into an arc of contempt and provocation.

"White Fang, Iwagakure may fear you, but that doesn't mean Kumogakure does."

He leaned back slightly against his chair, his tone dripping with undisguised mockery.

"A lackey should know his place."

"White Fang, this isn't your place to speak."

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the council chamber seemed to freeze.

Even Kitsuchi, Akatsuchi, and Wenya behind him changed expressions.

A's words were extremely unpleasant.

They could even be called naked humiliation!

Everyone present knew exactly what status White Fang held in Konoha.

He was someone who could go toe-to-toe with the Third Tsuchikage, Ōnoki—and win!

Yet in A's mouth, he had become a "lackey"!

Though Minato Namikaze was ostensibly leading Konoha's side in this three-party conference, no one could truly ignore White Fang's influence or his stance.

"You!"

A cold glint flashed through White Fang's eyes as he leaned forward slightly.

An invisible pressure instantly spread through the room.

Just as he was about to fly into a rage, a figure suddenly stepped in front of him.

"Senior White Fang, trust Captain Minato."

Guy turned slightly, positioning himself between White Fang and A.

He gave White Fang a small shake of his head and spoke in a low