Although Uchiha Madara gave off an arrogant impression, he actually understood very well what it meant to bide his time.
He could endure for the sake of a plan until he died of old age.
And for an even more ambitious future, he could pretend that he had accepted his fate and recognized reality.
Everyone except Orochimaru had been deceived by him, including Hashirama Senju, who understood Uchiha Madara very well, because Hashirama himself hoped that he and Uchiha Madara could return to the days of the past.
No arguments, no wars, working together with one heart.
Hashirama Senju had even thought of having Tsunade revive Uchiha Madara as well. After all, to her, it seemed to be merely a matter of using a skill.
"No! Absolutely not!" Tsunade refused outright. She seemed to harbor some resentment toward Uchiha Madara, the man who had caused her grandfather's death and indirectly led to all the suffering that followed.
"Little Tsunade." Hashirama Senju wore a bitter expression.
"No matter what you say, the answer is no!" Tsunade seemed determined.
Uchiha Madara said nothing.
He knew very well that if he spoke up at this moment, it would instead be too much. This slightly arrogant posture was more deceptive.
Besides, Uchiha Madara quietly observed his surroundings.
Just like Hashirama Senju, he could vaguely sense that everyone here possessed terrifying strength. It was practically a gathering of immortals.
Wait.
Uchiha Madara suddenly noticed that the gazes of the people around him carried obvious respect, and even unmistakable tension.
It was as if they were looking at some extraordinary big shot.
And the focus of their gazes—
Was this young man!
Uchiha Madara's attention finally settled on Shen Mo. Even while Tsunade and Hashirama Senju were arguing, this man seemed completely oblivious, calmly taking small