Family Recognition on Both Sides, Danzo is Tricked

Danzo looked at the exile before him, who was suspected to be of the Shimura clan, and felt a budding desire to recruit such talent.

Setting aside everything else, the mere ability to conceal his presence while infiltrating, combined with that large-scale Genjutsu, proved his extraordinary strength.

Judging by the young clansman's features, Danzo estimated him to be in his twenties; at such an age, with such power, he was a fine seedling.

"You are the descendant left behind by those traitors, aren't you?" Danzo stared straight at Kizaru and asked.

"Ohoho! Did you see right through me?" Kizaru played along with the interrogation.

"Boy, as a rootless weed constantly facing the pursuit of Root, life hasn't been easy, has it?"

When Danzo recruited subordinates, his most common tactic was a combination of brainwashing through "the greater good," binding them with benefits, and threatening them with force. This three-pronged approach rarely failed.

"As long as I kill you, those Root ninjas will be nothing to fear," Kizaru Responded with feigned toughness.

"If you kill me, you will only become enemies of Konoha, with no hope of ever seeing the light of day again." Danzo didn't care at all about the young man's threat; in his eyes, this was merely the impulsiveness and bravado of youth.

"Do you want to change your current situation? Do you want to save those clansmen who are hiding and living in constant fear? Join me, join Root, and I can call off their pursuit." As he spoke, Danzo smiled and reached out a hand toward Kizaru.

"Clansmen? They are all dead; now, only I remain." Kizaru, of course, knew nothing of any defecting clansmen, so he put on an expression of grief and indignation.

Hearing Kizaru's words and seeing the grief on his face, Danzo