From the front of the stage to the end of the street, the crowds were filled with heads.
Commoners, businessmen, ninjas, nobles, everything.
During the last public trial of Danzo, a lot of people came. This time the genocide case involves four names: Danzo, Hiruzen Sarutobi, Kakashi, and Uchiha Itachi. Each of them is familiar to most people in Konoha.
The buzz in the crowd was like a pot of boiling water.
"Have you heard? Uchiha Itachi is destroyed Shimura Clan!"
"The fart was obviously done by Hiruzen Sarutobi. My cousin works as an errand at ANBU and told me personally."
"Where is Kakashi? The copy technician ran away too?"
"Run away. It is said that Lightning Blade was used to kill people. The evidence is conclusive."
"What about Danzo? Isn't Danzo still in jail?"
"It's being held. I'll probably take him in later."
"Tsk tsk tsk, Konoha is about to end."
"It's all over the place, Master Yongye is here to support you!"
"It is said that Uchiha Itachi was captured by Master Yongye! Master Yongye is so selfless!"
"This is our Night Qingtian!"
"You damn thing, shut up if you can't speak! Night Qingtian, isn't that the darkest day?"
"Last time, Danzo was held here and beaten two hundred times."
"This time, I don't know who to hit."
"No kunoichi committed the crime, bad review! I want to see the kunoichi... get raped and beaten!"
"If Lady Tsunade is beaten, then..."
"You really don't want your life!"
Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.
People in the front row parted to both sides to make way for a passage.
Tsunade walked out of the passage.
She was wearing Fifth Hokage white feather fabric Hokage Robe. The hem of the feather fabric swept the ground, glowing softly in the afternoon sun.
Her long golden hair was tied into a high ponytail on the back of her head, with a few strands of hair scattered around her ears, swaying gently as she walked.
The Yin Seal on the forehead glowed faintly purple under the light, and the edge of the diamond-shaped Cursed Seal seemed to have been painted with a layer of gold by the sunlight.
Her back was straight, her chin was slightly raised, her gaze passed over the crowd and landed on the desk in the center of the stage.
Jiraiya followed her, her white hair spread over her shoulders, and the word "oil" on Forehead Protector flashed in the sun.
His steps were longer than Tsunade's, and he could cover the distance of Tsunade's two steps in one step, but he deliberately slowed down and followed Tsunade half a step behind.
Tsunade walked up to the stage and stood on the right side of the desk, folding her arms across her chest. Hokage The feathery hem of her robe fell behind her, fluttering gently in the afternoon breeze.
Her eyes fell on the chair behind the desk, on the Gavel next to the chair, and on the eight Security Force members holding Water-and-Fire Staff.
Yongye was sitting behind the desk, looking at Tsunade sharply.
She looked younger than he expected, and her skin was more supple than those of the young girls Ayame and Uzuki Yugao.
The chest muscles are more exaggerated than those in anime! But the contours are beautiful and there is no uncomfortable sense of deformity at all, which is very eye-catching.
All I can say is that she is indeed a frequent visitor to Lifan. The vast majority of veteran drivers don't care that she is an old a8. They do have their own reasons.
Tsunade's eyes were fixed on Yongye's face, his chin slightly raised, with a condescending calmness.
"I am Fifth Hokage."
"Uchiha Yongye, where is my location?"
The crowd in the audience was quiet for a moment, and then there was a suppressed buzz. Several ninja representatives looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.
Shikaku Nara stood behind Jiraiya. When he heard these words, the sweat on his forehead suddenly oozed out.
He had a bad feeling - this kind of tame temptation doesn't matter to others. It's still too tough for Uchiha Yongye!
Yongye leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes moved away from Tsunade's exaggerated chest muscles and landed on Zhan Zhao on the left.
His chin was raised toward his left side.
"Arrange a chair for Lord Hokage."
Zhan Zhao nodded heavily, turned and left. After a while, he came back with a chair and placed it three feet away to the left of the desk, almost parallel to Yongye's position.
The chair is made of wood, with a straight backrest and a layer of dark blue cotton on the cushion. Zhan Zhao straightens the chair, takes two steps back, stands back to the original position, and stands with his hands down.
Tsunade looked at the chair and was silent for a moment, then walked over and sat down. She put her hands on her knees, her back straight, and Hokage Yuori's clothes hung down beside her.
Her shoulders relaxed slightly, and she felt that this Uchiha boy was not as bad as Sarutobi old man said. Perhaps, he could be tamed and used by Konoha!
But the next moment, her idea was immediately overturned.
Yongye looked at her, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and the smile spread from the corners of his mouth to the corners of his eyes.
"Lord Hokage."
"You finally stopped being so sneaky."
"I'm willing to see people with their true colors."
"It's really rare."
Tsunade's fingers suddenly clenched on his knees, his shoulders tightened again from a slightly relaxed state, his back changed from straight to stiff, the corners of his mouth curled down, and he quickly returned to calm.
The crowd below the stage burst into buzzing discussions. Several ninja representatives looked at each other, some took a breath, and some shrank their necks.
Shikaku Nara's mouth twitched, he lowered his head and stared at the toes of his shoes.
I sighed helplessly in my heart: It's true! Lady Tsunade's tough probing resulted in this kid's tougher attack!
Jiraiya stepped out from behind Tsunade, Hokage Yuzhi swept past him, and his white hair fluttered in the afternoon breeze.
He stared at Yongye, with his hands on his hips, his eyes widening under his thick eyebrows, and his voice exploded over the square.
"Uchiha Yongye!"
"How could you say such things to Lord Hokage!"
"Uchiha, do you have any etiquette?"
Yongye leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Jiraiya, the sarcastic smile on his lips did not shrink at all.
"You can do it."
"We can't say."
"Is this your Sannin etiquette?"
"You haven't changed your appearance and been sneaky these past few days?"
Jiraiya's mouth was open, and a bunch of retorts were surging in his throat, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit out a single word.
In the face of facts, he could not refute.
Yongye didn't wait for his answer. His eyes moved away from Jiraiya's face and landed on a commoner with a common face among the crowd in the audience.
The civilian was wearing a gray kimono made of coarse cloth, his hair was messy and scattered on his shoulders, his facial features were plain, and he was completely inconspicuous among the crowd.
Yongye looked at him, the smile on his lips became a little bigger.
"Orochimaru."
"Would you like to come out and say a few words?"
The crowd in the audience exploded again.
The discussion turned from a buzz to an uproar. Some people took half a step back, some stood on tiptoes and looked forward, and a few ninjas subconsciously tightened their grip on the Ninja Tool Pouch around their waists.