"How could this be? The hatred Sasuke bore ran this deep!" Sakura Haruno covered her mouth in disbelief, tears welling in her eyes as her voice trembled with despair. She could not imagine that the hatred and entanglement between the Uchiha clan and Konoha had been so complicated.
Sakura Haruno's eyes widened as she stared into the distance, as though she could see Sasuke's lonely, resolute back. At this moment, she understood deeply that the hatred in Sasuke's heart had already seeped into his bones and could not be erased so easily. In that case, how could Sasuke, who bore such a blood-soaked grudge against Konoha, possibly return to the village?
Thinking back on every moment she had spent with Sasuke, Sakura Haruno felt as though her heart were being twisted by a knife. She had once hoped so desperately that Sasuke could let go of his hatred, return to Konoha, and live together with everyone again.
However, reality was so cruel that it shattered her hopes in an instant.
At this moment, if the information Sakura Haruno had heard was truly something that had happened in the past, then Sasuke's fate seemed already decided. Sasuke, whose entire clan had been wiped out by Konoha, carried a hatred in his heart that burned endlessly like a raging fire.
Never mind whether he could return to the village—if he did come back, it would likely only be to take revenge on it. After all, to Sasuke, Konoha was his enemy, the chief culprit that had taken everything from him. Yet the people who had acted against the Uchiha clan were all Konoha's high-ranking officials.
Those people held high positions and great power. How could they simply offer up their lives? They would certainly mobilize all of Konoha's strength.
Sakura Haruno could