The meeting ends!

Tsunade's words caused a huge uproar, and the entire conference room instantly erupted in excitement. Everyone's eyes were fixed on her.

Some nodded in agreement; others lowered their heads in thought, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

"I think Lady Tsunade's suggestion is very wise. In this way, we can retain the position of advisor while giving all the major families an equal opportunity to participate," a family representative spoke first.

"That's right, this arrangement is fair and just, and everyone has the right to express their opinions and thoughts."

As time went on, more and more people joined the discussion, expressing their agreement with Tsunade's proposal and believing it to be a viable solution.

Even Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had been keeping silent and trying to resolve the issue through delaying tactics, couldn't help but nod slightly.

He understood that Tsunade's suggestion might be a way to temporarily alleviate the conflict in the current situation, without causing the situation to completely spiral out of control.

After all, if the stalemate continued, it would only lead to more contradictions and conflicts. He had to admit that Tsunade's proposal had a certain degree of feasibility and rationality.

Fugaku's tense face relaxed slightly. He looked at Tsunade, a hint of approval in his eyes, and said, "Our Uchiha Clan withdraws from the election."

He seemed oblivious to the various gazes directed at him, and slowly sat down. He had only come to avenge his son, and he had no desire to get involved in the thankless task of becoming an advisor to Konoha.

Moreover, the tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind. The Uchiha Clan's Dōjutsu are already too powerful, and today he has revealed his Mangekyo. It's inevitable that some people with ulterior motives will think too much about it.

Tsunade nodded to Fugaku, glanced around at everyone, and solemnly said, "Since everyone agrees that this method is feasible, let's begin preparing for the election as soon as possible, hoping to select the most suitable advisor for the future of Konoha."

As Tsunade finished speaking, the tense atmosphere in the meeting room finally eased somewhat, and everyone began to discuss the specific details of the election.

The meeting finally ended, Fugaku walked out of the meeting room with light steps, as if the heavy burden on his shoulders had been greatly reduced. He stood under the corridor, looked up at the sky, and felt as clear and joyful as the bright moon hanging in the sky.

The fine rain fell like silk threads, gently pattering against the eaves and splashing up strings of crystal-clear water droplets. The rainwater flowed down the eaves, forming a small curtain of water.

Beside Fugaku, Yashiro stood quietly, watching his clan leader finally relax, his eyes filled with heartache.

For days, Fugaku had been racking his brains over Koki's situation, and now he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Fugaku tilted his head slightly, gazing into the distance, and thought to himself, "Everything else is fine, except that old bastard Hiruzen Sarutobi absolutely refuses to tell me Danzo's whereabouts!"

He frowned slightly, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied with the result, but quickly relaxed.

After all, Danzo's crimes had already been exposed at the meeting. Even if he were still alive, he would be nothing more than a coward hiding in the shadows, and would probably only be able to eke out a living in the dark for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Fugaku couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the gloom in his heart dissipated considerably.

Koki's face gradually appeared in his mind, and Fugaku's gaze softened.

The fine rain fell like a thin veil, blurring the view and creating a hazy beauty. Fugaku silently gazed at the incessant drizzle outside, wanting to rush out as if that could wash away all his weariness and worries.

Yashiro noticed his unusual behavior and quickly stepped forward to dissuade him, saying, "Clan Chief, the rain hasn't stopped yet."

Fugaku seemed unconcerned by Yashiro's advice, smiling slightly and saying, "It's alright, this little drizzle is nothing."

After saying that, he lifted his foot without hesitation and resolutely stepped into the rain.

Raindrops pattered down on his shoulders, soaking his clothes, but he didn't care. He was enjoying the freedom and tranquility of the moment, feeling the freshness and coolness brought by the raindrops.

Yashiro shook his head helplessly, watching Fugaku walk further and further away in the rain. He quickly grabbed an umbrella and hurried after Fugaku, holding up a dry sky for him.

As Fugaku strolled in the rain, his thoughts drifted away.

"Fugaku!"

Amidst the rain, a call, like an arrow piercing the air, cut through the dense raindrops and reached Fugaku's ears directly.

He turned his head and saw that it was Hyuga Hiashi, the head of the Hyuga Clan.