"Minato!" Danzo looked at the son he had acquired so easily.
"Yes!"
Minato stood, picked up the documents beside the trio from the Land of Rain, and began flashing around the hall with a series of swishes.
The Yellow Flash swiftly distributed the documents to every seat in the hall.
He even thoughtfully brought Danzo a chair on the stage.
Yahiko watched Minato flash back and forth with some envy, while the other ninja were rather shocked by Minato's age.
A Flying Thunder God user at such a young age-he had a promising future!
No, there was no need to wait for the future!
Konoha's reserves of talent truly ran deep!
Danzo pulled over the chair his fine son had brought, plopped himself down, and watched the many ninja below begin leafing through the documents.
The documents contained the story of the Shinobi World, which Orochimaru had compiled into a coherent timeline from Takahashi Yū's scattered remarks.
Several skilled artisans had also been recruited to illustrate the universe, planets, the Shinobi World, and the Ōtsutsuki.
There was no exaggeration, either. They had simply written down how powerful the Ōtsutsuki were.
That alone had already left half the ninja from other villages unable to control their expressions.
They wiped away sweat as they read, their lips trembling nonstop.
Old Danzo wore a smile as he looked at the equally shaky Ōnoki, as well as the Mizukage and Raikage.
With the crisis laid out first, this conference should proceed smoothly.
Danzo gave them plenty of time. Only after he saw that Ōnoki had read through the material no fewer than three times did he stand and knock on the lectern.
The dull knocks passed through the microphone and speakers, drawing everyone's attention back to him. Danzo began:
"Everyone, I wasn't wrong, was