A single man who could hold an entire nation at bay—White Fang was certainly worthy of that distinction.
Yet now, because of one failed mission, he faced a barrage of criticism from the village, and his reputation was on the verge of ruin.
"Seeing all this, Fugaku, what about you?"
"Would you rather be a good man or a bad one?"
Xia Le smiled faintly as he asked.
Fugaku paused, then sank into thought.
A good man or a bad one?
It seemed a difficult question, because answering it first required understanding what defined a good man and a bad one.
A good man would suffer injustice, but he would also receive endless praise and glory.
A bad man? He would not be liked, but he could do what he wanted without worrying about what others thought.
As the two walked on, a group suddenly emerged from the corner ahead.
The man leading them had long black hair and wore a ninja cap. His eyes were an eerie white, without a trace of black.
Both groups paused at the unexpected encounter.
"Clan Head Hyuga!"
Fugaku quickly recovered and greeted him quietly.
"Clan Head Fugaku!"
Hizashi Hyuga nodded, then glanced at Xia Le, his gaze deepening slightly.
"Elder Xia Le!"
Xia Le nodded with a soft smile in greeting.
After a brief pause, the two groups naturally fell into step together, with about a meter between them.
"Are you two also attending this meeting?"
Hiashi Hyuga asked quietly.
"Of course!"
Fugaku nodded.
"White Fang is a ninja of Konoha. Although he failed this mission, his many past contributions should not be overlooked."
Hiashi Hyuga looked thoughtful, then said softly, "You're right, Clan Head Fugaku."
"As ninja, we have always made completing our missions our foremost duty, but we also lose far