Petty and narrow-minded—you could find all those flaws in the daimyo.
But he was the daimyo. No matter how many flaws he had, as long as he did not casually ruin the lives of his country's people, he was a good daimyo.
Even if he enjoyed the finer things in life, even if he liked beautiful women, the royal palace within the Daimyo's Court had beautiful women by the handful.
Yet compared to the daimyos of the Five Great Nations, the Land of Fire's daimyo was still a good one.
As long as you did not harm the people or interfere with military and political affairs, you could eat, drink, and play to your heart's content and still be considered a good leader.
If those pleasure-seeking emperors from his previous life saw this, they would surely cry themselves unconscious in the bathroom.
"When did the old man plan to withdraw the announcement?"
Tsunade could not help asking what had been troubling her.
She had not attended a high-level meeting in a long time, nor had she communicated with the Third Hokage for quite a while. She had only learned about some of the village's major affairs indirectly through Jingyi.
So Tsunade truly did not know when the Third Hokage planned to revoke the announcement.
"Probably another two or three days?"
Jingyi raised a hand and calculated the time. "The purpose of doing this is simply to force the daimyo's hand—to make it clear to him that if he does not send the money, Konoha will have to reduce its military forces due to financial problems. A large number of ninjas stationed at the borders have also been pulled back. He can think about the consequences himself."
"As long as the daimyo senses the danger, he will definitely send the money