Yesterday's battlefield had become today's basin.
Led by Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, the Senju Clan arrived early.
Tobirama Senju's expression, however, looked rather strained.
It seemed he had already discussed things with his elder brother, Hashirama Senju, the night before, though the outcome might not have been particularly pleasant.
In the distance, beneath the sunlight, Madara Uchiha arrived with the Uchiha Clan.
The Uchiha stopped opposite the Senju Clan, leaving a safe distance between them.
Madara raised his head arrogantly.
"Hashirama, have you made up your mind? Are we fighting today, or talking?"
As he spoke, he looked at Tobirama Senju beside him.
"Or did a night of hard work let you develop some forbidden technique to counter me, you inherently evil Tobirama Senju?"
What the hell are you talking about? You're the inherently evil one! Your whole Uchiha Clan is inherently evil!
Of course, Tobirama did not say that aloud. For now, he only dared curse inwardly.
He was no mindless brute. Saying something like that now would only aggravate the conflict between the two sides.
He certainly wanted to develop a forbidden technique that could counter Madara Uchiha, but forbidden techniques were hardly so easy to create.
Besides, judging by the power Madara Uchiha had displayed yesterday, this was already beyond anything a forbidden technique could counter.
Seeing Tobirama's reaction, Hashirama hurriedly reached out and pressed a hand against his shoulder.
He was genuinely worried that his younger brother might lose control and say something provocative to Madara, reigniting the war between their clans.
And now, he was no longer a match for Madara.
If war broke out and he could not hold Madara back, it would spell the Senju Clan's destruction.
"Madara, we're here to negotiate peace."
"Negotiate peace?"
Madara grinned.
"Heh. Is this how you