Sakumo did not turn around.
He did not even make any unnecessary movements.
He merely gave his shoulders a slight shake.
An invisible surge of chakra directly forced Saruobi Shu back three steps.
Saruobi Shu crashed into a wooden table beside him.
Wine bottles shattered across the floor.
Several Sarutobi clan Chunin immediately drew their kunai.
The izakaya owner was so frightened that he hid beneath the counter.
Saruobi Shu climbed to his feet.
He felt utterly humiliated.
"Hatake Sakumo, do you still think you're the ANBU commander?"
Saruobi Shu pointed at Sakumo's nose and cursed him out.
"We all heard what you said just now."
"You're dissatisfied with Lord Hokage."
"You insulted the Will of Fire."
"You're trying to betray the village!"
He was remarkably skilled at slapping such a massive accusation on someone.
Sakumo turned around.
He looked at the Chunin before him, who dared to swagger through the village simply because he bore the Sarutobi name.
This was the state of Hidden Leaf now.
Those who risked their lives on the front lines could not even receive their compensation.
Yet the parasitic vermin sucking blood in the rear could point at a hero's nose and call him a traitor.
Sakumo laughed.
It was the heartiest laugh he had had in half a month.
"So what if I said it?"
Sakumo picked up the last bottle of wine on the table.
"Your Sarutobi clan swallowed the compensation meant for fallen ninja."
"Lord Hokage buried the matter for the sake of the so-called greater good."
"Isn't this kind of Will of Fire complete bullshit?"
The izakaya fell deathly silent.
The Sarutobi clan Chunin exchanged looks.
They had not expected Sakumo to expose the matter so openly in public.
Saruobi Shu's face turned deathly pale.
If word got out, how