Mingye stood up and began recalling which ninjutsu could have made him feel that something was wrong.
"The Shapeshifting Technique."
The ninja slumped against the rocky wall, looking miserable. He had exhausted a great deal of energy, yet Mingye had still taken him down in a single strike. Disappointment gradually filled his face. As he gazed up at the sky, a figure blocked his view. Closing his eyes, the man spoke mockingly to the person standing between him and the sunlight.
"Aren't you being a good little boy in Konoha? Why did you come here?"
"Under Konoha's orders, I came to gather ninjas from all sides. You people are included as well."
The one blocking the sunlight was none other than Senju Tobirama. As he spoke, Tobirama sat down beside him. After a long silence, seeing that the other man had no intention of replying, he continued.
"Konoha is the prevailing tide. No one can change that. If you still insist on resisting, you may die. That kind of death isn't worth it."
Tobirama's persuasion pricked Zhanye like needles, making his entire body uncomfortable. Gritting his teeth and suppressing the fury in his heart, Zhanye shot back at Senju Hashirama.
"Then tell me, what is worth it?"
"Who exactly are you?"
Zhanye's emotions deeply puzzled Tobirama. Why did he harbor such immense hatred? Tobirama could not understand it, because Zhanye's hatred seemed directed at every single person in Konoha. So long as someone was from Konoha, he would hate them for no reason at all.
"Perhaps no one in this world will ever know that again."
Zhanye looked up at the sky and did not answer Tobirama's question. In his heart, he silently recalled the happy and painful memories of his childhood. It all seemed as though it had happened