As soon as the words fell, Xuandou strode in with his companions.
He wore dark casual clothes, with the Charm Gourd and the Time-Stop Demon Blade hanging at his waist.
He was calm and composed, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Behind him, two figures entered side by side, one on either side.
On the left, Hashirama Senju wore a gentle smile.
On the right, Madara Uchiha wore red armor, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes filled with an arrogance that looked down on the world.
The two walked at Xuandou's sides, every step carrying an oppressive presence.
Rasa was just about to rise from his seat and confront Xuandou with the words he had prepared, challenging his arrogance and rudeness.
But Ōnoki's pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze in place.
His aged fingers trembled as he pointed at Madara.
"You! You! How is this possible!"
Madara Uchiha's appearance involuntarily brought the nightmare of his youth flooding back into his mind!
Madara's gaze settled on Ōnoki, and a trace of recollection flashed in his eyes.
He tilted his head slightly, a faint smile curling his lips.
"Oh? You actually recognized me? Could you be... that kid from Iwagakure?"
Ōnoki's lips trembled, but he could not speak.
Rasa, however, did not recognize the two legendary figures behind Xuandou.
He merely looked at Xuandou's composed demeanor, an inexplicable anger rising within him.
The Kage seated there gave him an inexplicable confidence.
So he stood up, pointed at Xuandou, and raised his voice.
"Uchiha Xuantou, you have no regard for anyone! The Five Kage Summit is such an important meeting, yet you dared to arrive late! Do you have any respect for the other Kage? Any respect for the rules of the Shinobi World?"
Xuandou was just about to speak,