The Konoha Clan Head's face was grave. "Hidden Mystery Village Chief, your people have already blocked off the village outskirts. Thousands are bearing down on us. This battle is going to hurt us badly."
"Konoha Clan Head, that's going a little too far."
The Clan Head of Hidden Mystery Village sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You think those few hundred people can harm a single hair on my Konoha clansmen's heads? I think you're just getting cold feet. You're afraid those few Jonin of yours will die here, leaving Konoha with no one to back it up against our Hidden Mystery Village. Your clan will fall to second-rate status sooner or later. In the end, won't you still have to bow your heads and become our vassals?"
"Xuan Ying, cut the crap!" The Konoha Clan Head slammed the table and rose, undisguised contempt in his voice. "You think Konoha would fear a third-rate power like yours? Who do you think you are?"
At those words, Xuan Ying laughed in fury, his expression turning cold in an instant. "Fine. Since you're not afraid, we'll see."
With that, he turned and strode out of the hall. The Konoha Clan Head stared hard at his retreating back, his gaze growing darker as he inwardly gritted his teeth. Whatever it takes, I have to kill you this time and wipe Hidden Mystery Village off the face of the Shinobi World.
Both men harbored schemes, yet neither could fathom the other's true trump card. Each nursing his own ulterior motives, they returned to their respective rooms.
"Konoha Clan Head, what did you call me here for? Don't tell me you're really planning to attack our Konoha?"
The Hidden Mystery Clan Head spoke mockingly the moment he entered the wooden house, a sinister smile curling