Hayama has been running around the village in recent days, busying himself with the mess left by Hatake Sakumo, but with little success.

Unsurprisingly, the top management chose to add insult to injury this time, intending to completely strip away Hatake Sakumo's power in the village and turn it into a pure knife, a killing knife that was completely controlled by the top management.

With the help of caring people, Hatake Sakumo changed from a hero in the village to a "civilian killer" and a "murder maker."

Even a three-year-old child knew that there was a famous ninja in the village who hesitated to move forward on the battlefield, which led to extremely bad public criticism.

In a tavern on Fengqing Street, Jiraiya and Orochimaru sat face to face. There were four plates of exquisite side dishes and two bottles of wine on the table. They obviously wanted to have a long conversation.

Jiraiya took a sip of wine, looked at his pale companion, and said, "Orochimaru, what are you doing in the laboratory all day?"

"Nothing, just doing some interesting experiments. Why did you invite me to dinner instead of collecting materials today?"

The so-called collection of information is nothing more than peeping, but the whole village knows about personal hobbies.

"Hahaha, don't say that. You are my best friend. We should have a meal together to strengthen our relationship."

Orochimaru sneered, and saw through Jiraiya's insincerity at a glance, and said in a hoarse voice: "You want to ask me what I think about Konoha White Fang, right?"

Jiraiya touched his hair. His hair was fine, but he wasn't very good at chatting and chatted easily to death.

"What Hatake Sakumo did may seem serious, but in the final analysis, it was nothing more than the accidental death of hundreds of civilians while performing a mission. You and I ask ourselves, how many civilians died because of us on the battlefield of the Land of Rain?"

Orochimaru's snake-like pupils reflected Jiraiya's figure. Seeing that he was just eating food and not answering, he didn't care and continued talking.

"The weak can only die in vain. This is the iron law of the ninja world. The so-called strong are just people who step on the corpses of the weak."

"There are certain rules for the development of everything. Although Hatake Sakumo's development today is inseparable from his own choices, I am afraid that Sarutobi-sensei was the one who contributed to it."

Jiraiya put down his chopsticks, released a sound barrier, and said seriously: "You think so too?"

"Haha, anyone who is not a brainless fool can see this."

"Whether it's the Senju clan or the Uchiha clan, anyone who underestimates our teacher will suffer. The great thing about Sarutobi-sensei is that he never takes the initiative to attack, but stands for the interests of the village.

From the perspective of national interests, everyone's strength was mobilized to launch an attack, and the Will of Fire played a very important role in it."

Jiraiya looked at Orochimaru strangely, it was hard to believe that these words would come out of his mouth. After all, it was not good for a disciple to talk about his master behind his back.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm just telling the truth. Haven't you noticed that Sarutobi-sensei has changed since he became Hokage?"

Orochimaru picked up his chopsticks, slowly picked up a piece of egg and ate it.

Jiraiya remained silent. Of course he found that the teacher Sarutobi who once loved the village so much had changed and became a slave to power. Any force that wanted to get its hands on power became his enemy, even the founder of the village Senju.

The clan is no exception.

Jiraiya couldn't understand why the Hokage's position was so evil that it could make a ninja who was originally patient and determined become so unscrupulous.

"But no matter what, Hatake Sakumo is a top combat force and is the force that the village desperately needs. If you do this, you won't be afraid of him defecting?" Jiraiya said worriedly. Until this moment, he still did not go to his duties.

His teacher's behavior made him wary of Hatake Sakumo's defection.

Orochimaru suddenly felt that the eggs in his mouth had lost their taste. He put down his chopsticks and said with a strange smile: "Do you know Hatake Sakumo?"

Without waiting for Jiraiya to answer, Orochimaru continued: "Hatake Sakumo is a Konoha ninja who truly has the will of fire, and he is also a ninja who loves the village. I can say with certainty that this matter fell on Shimura Danzo.

If it falls on me, he will defect to the village without hesitation, but Hatake Sakumo will not, he will only accept it silently, and until the moment of death, he will still consider himself a Konoha ninja."

Orochimaru's words silenced Jiraiya, and then he said "viciously": "You actually want to defect from the village, I will break your legs and bring you back."

"Haha, idiot."

"What did you say?"

"What about you, idiot."

.....

In the evening, Hayama walked out of the Uchiha clan with a tired look. He looked up at the sky and sighed, feeling extremely irritable. Just as he was thinking about going to the training ground to practice, there was a sound of protest in his stomach, and then he remembered that he had already died.

Haven't eaten all day.

Hatake Sakumo's incident has spread in the village. Although Hayama tried his best to save it, public opinion is still developing in a bad direction. People are forgetful creatures, and they will not think about how much you have done for the village and the country.

Contribution will only catch you by the short end of the stick, and people will talk about it. People's words are terrible.

Since it was not a meal, there were only two or three ninjas dining in the Ichiraku Ramen shop. Seeing this, Hayama immediately walked in, wanting to eat some soup to fill his stomach.

Soon, a bowl of deluxe version of ramen was placed in front of him. Now that Hayama had a small amount of savings, he naturally didn't want to make trouble in terms of food. After all, he was a senior foodie in his previous life.

After taking a mouthful of thick soup, Ye Shan felt a warm current rising in his stomach. He couldn't help but move his index finger and started eating fiercely.

"Hey, have you heard about Konoha White Fang?" A square-faced ninja not far away said mysteriously to his companion beside him.

"How could you not have heard of it? After all, that was Lord White Fang." There was a hint of ridicule in his words.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you said that you had to sacrifice the lives of civilians for the sake of your companions. Uchiha newspapers really dare to say that. I think it is just for their own lives. This kind of person is not worthy of being a ninja of Konoha."

"Hey, even though the lives of civilians are worthless, we can't just let rain ninjas kill people. They even had their photos taken and publicized. It's so miserable."

"I wonder who else dares to come out and support Hatake Sakumo this time. Such people will be finished sooner or later."

"Really? I wonder what I call this ninja-sama?"

Ye Shan appeared between the two of them like a ghost, stretched out his hands and put them on their shoulders, speaking with a smile on his face, and a pair of narrowed eyes shot out a fascinating cold light.

The two ninjas who were chatting felt their eyes blurred, and they were pinned down and unable to move. They couldn't help being shocked, but they shouted: "Who are you? How dare you attack Konoha's ninjas in the village? Are you just that?"

Aren't you afraid of being hunted down?"

"Haha, now you think of the strong men in the village? Don't worry, killing you will only dirty my hands, but it is inevitable to suffer some pain."

As he spoke, Hayama exerted force with both hands, crushing the shoulder blades of the two men amidst the groaning sounds of their bones. The screams spread far away, attracting the patrolling Uchiha law enforcers.

"Trash, I can't bear this little pain, you're just trash!"

After saying these words, Hayama nodded to the Uchiha law enforcers who came and walked straight away. He became increasingly irritable and had no intention of practicing. He returned home and fell asleep with his head covered.
Chapter completed!