Inside the temporary meeting room, the heads of the various ninja clans had just left.
The air was still filled with the night wind and the earthy smell that had rushed in after the blast wall was breached.
Tsunade, sleeves rolled up, sat at the table, quickly flipping through the files on the damage to the village.
Just then...
"Bang!"
The conference room door was violently kicked open.
Two figures, dressed in wide, long robes and with gray hair, stormed in, looking furious.
It was none other than Konoha's two advisors and elders— Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu!
When the battle started, these two men hid in the air-raid shelter and pretended to be deaf and dumb.
As the smoke cleared, the clan leaders all withdrew from the scene.
These two old fogies immediately started showing off their official power again, eagerly rushing out to vie for the right to speak!
" Tsunade! Ridiculous! Utterly absurd!"
Mitokado Homura pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, pointed at Tsunade's nose, and reprimanded her sternly:
"I've heard about all the decrees you announced at the meeting just now!"
"Unauthorized disbandment of the Anbu Guard defenses and unauthorized declaration that the village has fallen under the control of the Senju!"
"The village cannot be without Hokage for even a day. Even if the Third retires, the selection of the new Hokage must be assessed by our council of elders and submitted to the Daimyo for approval!"
Utatane Koharu next to her, had an even more sarcastic and mean-spirited expression, and echoed in a shrill voice:
" Senju Kenya is a missing-nin with no discipline and no lawlessness!"
"He smashed the village buildings and blast walls like that; he's clearly a thug plotting a rebellion!"
" Tsunade, you must immediately sever ties with him, revoke all his powers, and even have him arrested and await trial!"
The two men were talking animatedly, gesturing wildly in the hall.
He adopted the arrogant demeanor of a direct disciple of the Second Hokage, attempting to use the old political system to crush Tsunade.
Tsunade simply stared at them coldly, not even bothering to lift her eyelids, her eyes filled with disgust as if she were looking at clowns.
Just as the two were shouting happily...
"Squeak--"
The door was slowly pushed open again.
"Tap, tap."
The crisp, abrupt sound of flip-flops crunching on pebbles rang out behind the two.
Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu instinctively turned around to look.
Suddenly, Senju Kenya strolled in.
He had his hands in the pockets of his floral-patterned shorts, a white jade pipe dangling from his lips, looking languid and as if he hadn't slept well.
" Senju Kenya?!"
The moment they saw who it was, the two old men were like cats whose tails had been stepped on, screaming and taking several steps back in fright!
Just now, the huge hole in the blast wall was still letting in a lot of wind!
They were filled with deep-seated fear of this Taijutsu monster who could smash a door with a single punch.
"What... what do you want to do?!"
Mitokado Homura stammered, her voice trembling slightly as she rebuked him:
"This is Konoha's top-secret conference room! A missing-nin you has no right to sit here!"
Kenya completely ignored the two of them.
He yawned, walked straight to the head seat at the conference table, and plopped down in the leather chair with an air of authority.
Then, he skillfully lifted his legs and placed his mud-covered flip-flops directly on the expensive solid wood table.
"Call--"
Kenya took a deep drag of his cigarette, then exhaled a thick smoke ring heavily towards Mitokado Homura's pale old face.
The smoke directly covered Mitokado Homura's face, causing the old man to cough violently.
"I just heard two old flies buzzing around in the hallway."
Kenya picked at his ear with his little finger, flicked the earwax off his fingernail, and spoke with utter impatience:
"What big name? What approval? What pending trial?"
"You two old idiots, what can you do besides yelling and farting?"
Utatane Koharu, was so angry that she was trembling all over. She pointed at Kenya and roared:
"How dare you! We are advisors personally appointed by the Second Hokage!"
"We ruled Konoha for decades and made great contributions to the village!"
"How dare you, a mere junior, insult us like this?!"
"Merit?"
Kenya chuckled, a cold mockery flashing in his eyes:
"Your so-called merit is simply allowing Danzo to conduct human experiments in the village?"
"So you drove the Uchiha and Senju clans to ruin and death?"
"Or were you two cowering in a hole like two old hens, taking a dump, when Orochimaru was smashing up the village?!"
A series of blunt and merciless questions, each word like a knife, stripped the two men bare!
Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu were both flushed red with anger, almost unable to catch their breath.
Kenya was too lazy to waste any more words with them.
He didn't even bother to glance at the documents; he simply raised his hand and slammed it on the table.
I don't have time to argue with you guys.
"Today, I'm announcing this in front of Tsunade."
" The Konoha Council of Elder Advisors hereby completely dissolved, uprooted from the ground!"
"All your official powers, benefits, and pensions are hereby nullified!"
One cut!
They skipped all the formalities of investigation and trial!
That was incredibly decisive and efficient!
Mitokado Homura was completely overwhelmed; he jumped up and down, yelling:
"You're talking nonsense! What right do you have to disband us?!"
"The Daimyo will not agree! The laws of Konoha will absolutely not tolerate a thug like you—"
Zabuza.
Kenya didn't even wait for him to finish speaking; he simply snapped his fingers.
"Yes, boss."
A chilling response suddenly rang in the ears of the two elders!
"Call--!"
The dark shadows instantly blocked out the ceiling lights.
Zabuza Momochi, like a ferocious beast that had been lurking for a long time, appeared between the two in Body Flicker Technique, holding the several-ton black iron heavy sword upside down with one hand!
The sword blade, as wide as a door panel, was pitch black and carried a chilling murderous aura and the lingering smell of blood.
It landed lightly and precisely on the withered, loose necks of Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu!
The cold blade pressed against his skin, even leaving a faint bloodstain!
A Zabuza, sinister smile appeared on Zabuza's bandaged face:
"You two elderly folks were shouting quite enthusiastically just now, weren't you?"
"Should I push this sword in half an inch to help you clear your throats?"
That pure killing intent belonging to the Demon of the Hidden Mist was like a bucket of ice water poured over the heads of two old bones who had lived in luxury for decades!
The fear of death utterly shattered all official authority and pride in that instant!
Mitokado Homura's legs trembled violently, her lips turned blue, and she couldn't utter a single syllable.
Meanwhile, Utatane Koharu nearby, was terrified out of her wits by the bloody greatsword that was so close at hand.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
A sudden sound of water dripping rang out in the hall.
A foul, fishy odor instantly filled the air.
This self-important advisor and elder, Utatane Koharu, who had held power in Konoha for decades, was...
Her crotch was instantly soaked, and a yellowish-brown liquid dripped from her skirt onto the floor.
He was so scared that he peed his pants on the spot!
"Ugh, that's disgusting."
Kenya frowned in disgust and waved his hand to fan the air in front of him.
"Two spineless cowards who only know how to bully their own kind."
"Strip them of their elder robes and hand them over to the surrendered Root Ninja to guard."
Kenya pointed to the main road of Konoha outside, which was full of rubble and debris:
"Starting tomorrow, make them both sweep the streets."
"The village is in such a state of disrepair that we desperately need manpower to clean up the garbage."
"Anyone who dares to slack off, Zabuza, just give them a good spanking with your greatsword."
"Yes, boss!"
Zabuza laughed loudly, and like picking up chicks, he grabbed the two incontinent old men, one in each hand, and dragged them out of the conference room.
Suddenly, the corridor echoed with the desperate wails of two people crying for their parents.
The long-standing, malignant tumor that had plagued Konoha for decades was completely eradicated in an almost absurd and domineering way at this moment!
Watching the figure being dragged away, Kenya leaned back in his chair and exhaled a long puff of smoke.
"Clap, clap, clap."
A soft, rhythmic clapping sound suddenly came from the shadows in the corner of the conference room.
Shikaku Nara, the head of the Nara Clan, held a folding fan in his hand, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
The two were taken away by the Root to sweep the streets, and Shikaku walked forward with a smile.