Before long, word that Naruto had sent the Anbu to warn the Sarutobi Clan leaked out. No one knew who had let it slip.
In just one day, it spread throughout Konoha.
The villagers and the small and medium-sized clans were all in an uproar, and rumors flew.
"The Seventh Hokage personally warned the Sarutobi Clan! They were the ones behind the attack on the Uchiha!"
"No wonder the Sarutobi Clan has been getting more arrogant lately. They actually had the nerve to attack the Uchiha residence!"
"Looks like Naruto was right to crack down on them before. Those people have had ulterior motives all along!"
Countless villagers began to distrust and ostracize members of the Sarutobi Clan.
The once-lofty Sarutobi Clan's reputation among Konoha's people collapsed completely, leaving them in an increasingly difficult position.
The Sarutobi Clan was undeniably powerful, but against the villagers, they could only take it.
All of Konoha was shaken, with fierce undercurrents stirring beneath the surface.
The view on the Sky Screen shifted, leaving Konoha's turmoil behind and cutting straight to another scene.
After traveling far and wide to lobby for support, Sarada finally returned to the Land of Rain, looking thoroughly bedraggled.
Her clothes were covered in dust, small cuts from her journey marked her wrists beneath her cuffs, and her eyes were full of exhaustion.
Seeing Sarada so dejected and worn out, Kisame guessed at once that her journey through the shinobi world had probably not gone well.
Kisame stepped forward, his tone gentle. "Thank you for your hard work, Sarada. You must have faced plenty of obstacles on this mission."
Sarada shook her head slightly and gave a bitter laugh, her voice full of helplessness.
"It wasn't just obstacles. The more I traveled through the shinobi world and dealt with the