The solemnly assembled troop had barely entered the village when it drew the attention of countless people.
Danzo stood at the very front of the formation, his back ramrod straight and a gentle smile on his face. As he walked, he occasionally greeted the people beside the road.
"So handsome!"
"Is that Lord Danzo? He's so young!"
"He's so tall! So strong!"
Without a doubt, Danzo, as the commander-in-chief, was the focus of this troop. What surprised him, however, was that most of the people watching him were women from the village.
He could not help smiling. With his immense strength and handsome face, he was undoubtedly a Diamond Bachelor in these people's eyes.
"Ahhhhh, I'm dying!"
"His smile is so gentle!"
"Lord Danzo!"
That smile made quite a few women scream again.
Strong and handsome, aside from being somewhat older, he was practically a replica of the Fourth Hokage.
They had already missed out on one Namikaze Minato a few years ago. This time, they had to seize the opportunity.
"Tch, he's already some seventy- or eighty-year-old geezer."
A thoroughly discordant male voice rang out, thick with jealousy.
That one sentence was like an explosive, instantly igniting the previously harmonious crowd of onlookers.
"Older men have more flavor!"
"So what if he's old? Do you think I like young men? I like handsome men!"
"Ugly people always make trouble!"
Compared to wealth and looks in his previous life, the aesthetic standards of the ninja world leaned more toward strength.
Before his reputation had spread, Danzo had walked around the village before, but he had never enjoyed popularity like this.
Overwhelming strength was the dominant theme of this world.
Appearance, money, and status were merely colors that accented strength.
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