As soon as the Anbu finished speaking, the atmosphere around instantly became serious and heavy.
It was as if this sentence was a password. After it was said, Hatake Satoru clearly felt the number of Anbu around him increase.
He could even feel that many people around him were ready to act, not wanting him to meet Hozuki Mangetsu, even if it meant using force?
Hatake Satoru's hand stopped in mid-air. He pursed his lips and stared with a cold look at the pitch-black door.
He opened his mouth slightly, as if wanting to say something.
Immediately afterwards, strange swirling patterns appeared on his tongue. Not only on the surface of his tongue, but also along both sides of his mouth.
"Don't get in the way."
His voice dropped, cold as ice.
This voice didn't even sound like it came from Hatake Satoru. These people were used to his always playful and lighthearted demeanor.
Hearing it suddenly, they felt a chill in their hearts.
The sound of these three words was not loud, but all the Anbu who were preparing to attack or were on alert heard it clearly.
"Clang clang." The sound of metal falling to the ground.
Their hands almost uncontrollably loosened, and the kunai and shuriken they were holding fell to the ground in a mess.
Hatake Satoru glanced back coldly, his clear blue eyes radiating coldness.
The patterns on his face also revealed a strange kind of mystery.
The Anbu couldn't help but swallow. Although they believed they were hiding it well, judging from Hatake Satoru's attitude, it was clear that he had discovered them long ago.
Hatake Satoru turned his head, didn't even look at the two Anbu standing next to him, and pushed the door open and walked in.
"Bang."
When the sound of the door closing rang out, a group of Anbu gasped for breath at the door.
Everyone's face had a shocked expression.
They had almost all uncontrollably dropped their weapons just now. Although Hatake Satoru had only said one sentence to them, it was almost a fatal threat.
If they didn't obey that sentence, they would definitely die.
Several Anbu touched their chests, their hearts still pounding fiercely, as if they had all just come back from the gates of hell.
A cold night breeze blew, and their backs, soaked with cold sweat, couldn't help but shiver.
"What a terrifying person. Just saying a sentence has such a great deterrent force..."
"That's why we all said not to provoke this guy. Although he usually seems friendly and approachable, if he gets angry, he's more terrifying than anyone else!"
"I really don't want to fight him. This pressure is too much."
"Stop talking. It's not good to just stand around here. Let's send a few people to notify the higher-ups first."
The Anbu people discussed it in whispers for a while, and then sent a few people to the higher-ups to notify them, while the others continued to stay at the door of the room, waiting for the situation to change.
Inside the Kazekage building.
"Hozuki Mangetsu is no longer the Mizukage. This kind of top-secret urgent message must mean something happened in Kirigakure that they need to discuss with him."
"This situation is likely a problem from his own country. If you insist on investigating, then you are stealing secrets from another country!"
Yamato took a deep breath and tried his best to argue with the old men and women in front of him.
Yamato had learned about what kind of person Hozuki Mangetsu was and what kind of people his Kirigakure colleagues were like from the letters they exchanged.
Kirigakure was the fastest-growing village of all the villages. The two people who had previously assisted Hozuki Mangetsu also cared for Hozuki Mangetsu almost like a father.
The Land of Water and the Land of Wind are so far apart, there's no way a secret message would be about joining Hozuki Mangetsu to attack Sunagakure Village.
The claims of these higher-ups were nonsense, but he had to give a reasonable explanation to refuse the higher-ups' secret theft.
"I think so too. If he had any ideas, he would have acted on them long ago."
"Hozuki Mangetsu has always been quite admirable in his behavior in Sunagakure Village. Moreover, he has made indelible contributions to Sunagakure Village's greening and environmental protection."
"It's not right to treat him this way."
"He was the former Mizukage. Isn't it normal for him to have secret documents?"
"From a geographical point of view..."
Gaara also tried his best to explain the matter clearly. He was a new Kazekage, and although his battle with Deidara to protect the village last time had greatly increased his popularity.
The higher-ups had also entrusted him with many decision-making powers and jobs.
But there were some problems that were difficult for him to handle when these higher-ups became stubborn.
"You're still too young. You have no experience in this kind of thing at all."
"Kirigakure did form an alliance with Konoha back then, but they have no direct relationship with our Sunagakure."
"If anything really goes wrong, it will be your fault as Kazekage!"
"Everything must be for the sake of our own village first. You are still indulging in personal feelings and are too stubborn. Evil people won't write 'I'm evil' on their faces."
The higher-ups countered Gaara with one argument after another, probably because they saw that this new Kazekage was young and didn't speak too firmly, so they debated with him with one argument after another.
The entire conference room was filled with a smoky atmosphere, with both sides constantly debating, making demands, and rejecting them.
It was as if these old men and women were wasting time with them. Only they were in a hurry, while these higher-ups were simply being serious and unhurried.
Yamato took a deep breath and looked out the window with a headache.
When would Hatake Satoru return? He was about to be unable to hold on in this situation.
Not only him, but Gaara, despite being the Kazekage, was also being hammered so hard he was almost speechless.
Gaara had almost said everything he would say in a year in one night, but it still couldn't withstand the unreasonable arguments of these people.
They simply didn't listen to him much, relying on their old qualifications, taking turns educating Gaara that he was failing as Kazekage and couldn't shoulder the responsibility.
Gaara felt that fighting Deidara hadn't been this tiring. He could lose, faint, or die in a direct fight.
But in this kind of verbal debate, he couldn't do anything but waste his saliva and talk about a bunch of irrelevant things with people.
The ink-black night sky outside the window fell heavily, just like everyone's situation.
Dense, thick, and almost endless darkness. Just as their debate was reaching a fever pitch, Gaara tried his best not to crush these people directly to death with sand.
Knock knock knock. Suddenly, a crisp knock sounded on the door.
The sounds of arguing in the room stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes gathered at the door.
An Anbu wearing a mask rushed in, panting slightly, and said.
"Satoru... Lord Satoru is back.".
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