"Can this Funazai Yuraya be moved?"
Madara did not have that many thoughts running through his mind and instinctively asked. Mingye hurriedly shook his head, and Madara impatiently pressed him again.
"Then how are we supposed to handle this?"
Mingye thought for a moment, then, with a plan already forming in his mind, spoke to his two older brothers.
"If we cannot gain official recognition for now, then we can only do these things in secret. First, we need to establish the basic framework of the village. Otherwise, everything that follows will become quite troublesome. Besides, Sato has already handed all the missions within his jurisdiction over to our village. What we need to do now is swallow them all up before discussing anything else. I must go to the Land of Rain. Sato also wants to take over the entire smuggling business, and we'll have to handle that as well!"
Madara frowned slightly as he looked at Mingye and reminded him.
"We just killed quite a few ninjas from the Land of Earth. Isn't it a bad idea for you to go there now?"
Mingye shook his head. In this world, could anyone sitting in his position still be a hot-blooded youth? There were no lasting hatreds, only eternal interests.
"The ninjas in their country are also divided among large and small clans. Would they really abandon long-term interests over immediate hatred? I truly don't believe they would make that choice! Besides, the Land of Earth is not my first stop!"
"The Land of Wind!"
After hearing Mingye's words, Izuna interjected with the name of a country. Mingye nodded and explained further.
"That's right. The Land of Wind is a desert, and its resources are even scarcer than those of the Land of Earth. That harsh environment has bred