The Cursed Spirits had been growing and evolving all along. The ones truly standing still, or even regressing, were them!
Mei Terumi looked at these old fossils spouting such shameless boasts, her eyes full of disappointment.
Finally, she turned her gaze to Genji, who looked as though he had already fallen asleep.
If anyone in the entire village was sincerely devising plans for the village and contributing his wisdom and experience, it was this elder.
Otherwise, Mei Terumi would never have willingly relinquished power to learn how to be a good Mizukage.
If she truly wanted to take power, could this bunch of old geezers possibly stop her?
One breath from her would kill them all!
"Ahem, ahem."
Seemingly sensing Mei Terumi's pleading gaze, Genji gave two light coughs, his eyes heavy with sleep.
In an instant, the clamor vanished, leaving the entire room utterly silent.
Everyone knew that Lord Genji was about to speak.
"Lady Mizukage, I believe we might first verify the authenticity of this intelligence before making a decision."
Mei Terumi wanted to say that, at a time like this, if they did not act quickly, the enemy might attack as soon as tomorrow.
But when she saw Genji nod gently, she could only swallow her questions for the moment.
Naturally, Lord Genji's proposal won the approval of everyone present.
Soon, everyone dispersed, leaving only Genji and Mei Terumi in the room.
"Lord Genji, don't you trust my judgment? Then why did you still have to..."
Genji shook his head. "My trust alone is not enough, and the others' concerns are not necessarily unreasonable."
"Then what should we do?"
Mei Terumi was deeply reluctant to accept this.
"Not what this old geezer should do. Lady Mizukage, what do you want to do?"
"What do I want to