"Trying to freeload off my spoils? Keep dreaming."
"Do I look that easy to fool and push around?"
"Let me tell you plainly: forget about getting the Seven Ninja Swords back."
"I already melted down five of them and reforged them into my own weapons. Not even slag remains."
"I only kept Samehada and the Explosive Blade because I don't think much of their materials and planned to trade them with you."
"Bring out two hundred million ryo, and I can authorize you to buy these two swords back."
"As for fighting to the death with me? Starting another war with Konoha?"
"Do you dare?"
"Do you have the means?"
It wasn't that he looked down on Hidden Mist.
If the war continued, Hidden Mist would be the first to collapse.
Otherwise, why would they have come here to beg for peace and a ceasefire?
The Hidden Mist representatives' faces turned livid. Their lips trembled with rage, and they looked ready to rush up and bite someone.
"What do you mean, 'what'?"
Uchiha Yan swept a cold gaze over them, his tone devoid of warmth. "Let me make this clear. If you're willing to negotiate today, that's for the best. If you aren't, Lord Hokage will definitely hold me accountable afterward."
"I hate trouble. To avoid getting scolded, I'll have no choice but to make a trip to Kirigakure myself."
"Perfect. I've been wanting to see whether my Heaven-Earth Dharma Form can split your Kirigakure in half with one strike. Will you give me the chance?"
"If I can set a record by slaughtering a village alone, I'll leave my name in the Ninja World, won't I?"
As he spoke, killing intent surged from him like a tide, his overwhelming aura making it hard for people to breathe.
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