Smack!
In Taiji Hall, Tetsuhiro slapped his forehead in exasperation.
The court session had just ended, and his head was already pounding.
On either side of him, Tobirama and Madara were still glaring at each other, neither willing to back down.
"Could you two give it a rest? Especially you, Tobirama. You were the one who started this whole mess. Go sort out the problems yourself and put those rumors to rest!"
Tetsuhiro tossed the report to Tobirama. It was full of reports of unrest across the country.
"Hmph. Who told this guy to refuse to tell the truth? I had no choice but to verify it myself."
Madara said nothing, but the killing intent in his eyes was almost tangible enough to strike. He had already returned to his male form, but he would never forget that humiliation!
"Keep your mouth shut for once. You think I don't know what you were thinking? Madara was dragged into this. Apologize!"
"I won't!"
"You won't even listen to your big brother anymore? For the sake of peace in the Shinobi World, if you won't apologize, am I supposed to do it?"
"I still won't. This will serve as a wake-up call for the Shinobi World. People shouldn't get too comfortable."
"You... why are you so stubborn?"
"There's no way I'm apologizing to this guy!"
Madara snorted. "I don't need your apology. I just want you dead! You'd better watch yourself when you go to sleep."
"Bring it on! Who's afraid of you? I'll just humiliate you a few more times. I'm still savoring how good that felt."
"You damned bastard! 'Hashirama,' don't stop me, or I'll cut you down too!" Madara struggled desperately to break free.
Tetsuhiro held Madara tightly in both arms, trying to talk him down.
Tobirama was still