"Water is meant to quench thirst, isn't it? Only people like you have the leisure to sit here and savor tea. I can't do that!"
"And yet, you still came!"
Hyuga Zuowujian's meaningful sigh left Senju Hashirama at a loss for words. After a brief silence, he asked, "You've already met the head of the Sarutobi Clan, haven't you?"
"My father refused his request!"
Hyuga Zuowujian nodded, then shook his head. Senju Hashirama frowned and asked in return, "Do you truly believe Konoha won't make a move against you?"
"If it comes to a fight, will you take action?"
Lifting his teacup and looking at his reflection in the tea, Hyuga Zuowujian once again questioned Senju Hashirama.
Senju Hashirama clenched his fists and lowered his head. Between justice and friendship, he had to make a choice. And if certain things could be prevented from happening, he would do everything in his power to stop them.
"...I'll persuade you! That's why I came!"
Hyuga Zuowujian shook his head again, a trace of disappointment on his face. "The Senju Clan was dealt a devastating blow by the Uchiha Clan. It seems even you have lost that old lofty spirit of yours!"
Senju Hashirama shook his head slightly and earnestly explained his thoughts. "You're wrong. That lofty spirit is still there. Fighting on the outside is no longer the main path. You should know that Konoha has now taken shape as the dream I once had. Though it is stained with blood, I want to protect it. Perhaps the fault does not lie below, but above. Time will prove that what I have done is right!"
Watching the focused and serious Senju Hashirama, Hyuga Zuowujian fell silent again. He set down his teacup without taking a sip.
"The Kurama Clan is relocating its