"Huh? Who are those two old fossils next to old man Hokage?"
In Konoha's ranks, Might Guy made no effort to lower his booming voice. He nudged his teammate Genma Shiranui with his elbow, his eyes darting toward Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Genma Shiranui glanced over and explained in a low voice:
"Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura. They were Lord Second's guards back in the day, just like Lord Third. Now they're Konoha's senior advisers."
"Are they good fighters?"
Might Guy asked the question bluntly.
Genma Shiranui opened his mouth, then choked on his words. He had never seen either of those elders fight. How was he supposed to know how strong they were?
As they spoke, another commotion erupted over by the camp.
Danzo had arrived.
He had changed into a brand-new Shinobi uniform, but his right arm was covered in bandages, wrapped tightly from end to end and suspended in front of him in a very conspicuous sling.
"Danzo!"
Genma Shiranui practically gritted his teeth as he forced the name out of his throat.
The moment that dimwit Might Guy heard the name, he bellowed without lowering his voice at all:
"Huh? He's the Danzo who got his arm ripped off by the Raikage's son?!"
Fortunately, there were a full eight thousand people around them. Amid the din, no one could tell whose mouth those words had come from.
Otherwise, Danzo would certainly have added a very prominent entry to his little book of grudges.
A wave of barely suppressed laughter immediately rippled through the ranks.
Quite a few Shinobi spat out the water in their mouths.
That was one vicious jab!
Danzo's old face instantly turned thunderous.
Fuck!
Which ** was shouting that?!
His gloomy gaze swept across the sea of heads before him. An army of eight thousand,