The Six-Tails Jinchuriki's whereabouts in exchange for the lives of every Kirigakure ninja

On Kirigakure's main street, Uchiha Ensei strolled through the empty shops as if no one else existed. Occasionally, he selected some unusual goods, asked the nearby Kirigakure ANBU for their prices, and left behind the appropriate payment.

A large group of Kirigakure ANBU surrounded Uchiha Ensei, their expressions tense, yet no one dared make a move.

After waiting roughly ten minutes, a frail old man arrived, trembling as he walked as though he might collapse to the ground from exhaustion at any moment.

"Yo, reaching such an age is rare among ninja!"

Uchiha Ensei casually greeted him and tossed him an orange.

The orange was not fast. Uchiha Ensei had merely thrown it at an ordinary person's speed, so Genji caught it easily.

Even a ninja on the verge of death was still a ninja. He could not truly be as fragile as an ordinary old man.

"You are Uchiha Ensei?"

"So young. At that age... even Hashirama Senju in his prime was far inferior."

After catching the orange, Genji immediately began praising him.

"Enough. I don't have time to waste on you. Bring me Kirigakure's information regarding the Six-Tails Jinchuriki."

Uchiha Ensei had never particularly liked ninja. Even the old man before him received not the slightest bit of respect from him.

The moment Uchiha Ensei spoke, he could clearly sense the killing intent emanating from the surroundings.

It seemed this Genji held a high position in Kirigakure.

"Fine, but I need you to join the war against Madara Uchiha!"

Genji agreed without hesitation, but there was a condition attached.

Faced with the condition proposed by the old man, Uchiha Ensei answered calmly:

"How about changing the condition..."

"You can exchange the Six-Tails Jinchuriki's whereabouts for the lives of every Kirigakure ninja."

As soon as those words were spoken,