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On the other hand, Hiruzen Sarutobi seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief after seeing Danzo's setback, his tightly furrowed brows slightly relaxing.
He stared blankly at Danzo on the screen, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Danzo, that old guy, fawned over others for so long, but in Madara's eyes, he wasn't even worth mentioning a name. In the end, he was regarded as an ant. What was he trying to achieve?
Hiruzen Sarutobi appeared calm and collected on the surface, but he couldn't suppress the schadenfreude he felt inside.
His gaze lingered for a moment on Danzo's awkward, stiff figure, and he even thought it would be good to let Danzo embarrass himself in this dream.
At least this way, Danzo in reality might be more clear-headed, so he won't keep bringing shame and disgrace to Konoha.
Unfortunately, Hiruzen Sarutobi ultimately miscalculated.
He didn't know his old friend nearly enough.
Danzo's stubbornness and tenacity could not be erased by a single insult.
……
on the screen.
Danzo Shimura remained frozen in place.
His back was ramrod straight, as if he were petrified, and his face was burning hot, as if he had been slapped hard.
The humiliation, helplessness, and intense frustration and shame of being publicly scorned as an ant were now burning like flames in his chest!
But Danzo is Danzo after all.
This man's greatest strength lies in overcoming all difficulties, convincing himself, and consistently adhering to his belief in the Will of Fire.
His obsessive tenacity allows him to quickly transform any setbacks into a twisted driving force that propels him forward!
"No... I can't let myself be defeated like this!"
Danzo screamed wildly in his heart, his desire growing stronger rather than weaker.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
Who is Ban?
He stands at the pinnacle of the ninja world, treating even the Kage of the Five Great Nations as nothing!
How could an ordinary ninja like me, who doesn't even have a bloodline limit, possibly be regarded differently by Madara Uchiha just because of a few words from Izuna-sensei?
Danzo began desperately searching for a reasonable explanation for Madara's coldness.
I've only been making my mark in this dream for a few days.
That must be it—Madara's impression of me is still based on the mediocre Danzo Shimura from the past!
But that just means I still have a chance!
Thinking of this, Danzo's originally dim eyes rekindled with a wolf-like light, a crazy obsession with not being subservient to others.
He silently clenched his fist, making a vow in his heart: Just you wait, Uchiha Madara...
I will prove my worth with my actions and results. I will make you look at me with new eyes and acknowledge my magnanimity!
I will earn your approval sooner or later.
However, Danzo's passionate inner monologue was ultimately just wishful thinking on his part.
Reality is often crueler than we imagine.
Madara Uchiha had virtually no recollection of Danzo.
After all, in his eyes, apart from Hashirama Senju, the vast majority of ninjas in the world were nothing more than insignificant ants.
Nobody like Danzo wasn't even worthy of having his name remembered.
Madara's extremely contemptuous evaluation just now was not a test for Danzo, but merely a reflection of his truest thoughts.
Just as Danzo was barely calming himself down and preparing to find an opportunity to prove himself to Madara, a roar filled with boundless rage suddenly came from the direction of the training ground entrance.
"Motor!!!"
With this deafening roar, the earth seemed to tremble.
A powerful gust of air suddenly flung open the training ground gates and swept in.
A tall and imposing figure charged into the arena like a thunderbolt, his thick, long black hair moving without wind, his resolute face filled with barely suppressed rage, and he wore the iconic red armor.
The newcomer was none other than Hashirama Senju!
Hashirama Senju, furious, went straight for Madara Uchiha as soon as he entered the room.
Hashirama's eyes widened as he grabbed Madara Uchiha by the collar, dragged him in front of him, and demanded in a booming voice, "Madara! You bastard! What have you done?!"
Hashirama's blunt question instantly created a tense atmosphere in the training ground.
Hiruzen Sarutobi and Kagami Uchiha, standing on the sidelines, were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe and instinctively took a half-step back.
Upon seeing this, Uchiha Izuna frowned deeply, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
He stepped aside to block Danzo, his right hand already resting on the hilt of the ninja sword at his waist.
However, considering that the visitor was Hashirama Senju, Izuna ultimately suppressed his dissatisfaction and did not act rashly.
As for Danzo Shimura standing to the side, he was completely dumbfounded: "Lord Hashirama?!"
He never expected that the usually kind and benevolent God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, would show such a furious expression at this moment.
What exactly happened to make Lord Hashirama so angry?
However, in stark contrast to the tense reaction of everyone else, Madara Uchiha remained calm in the face of Hashirama Senju's furious questioning.
Instead of showing any anger or panic when Hashirama grabbed his collar, he calmly stared into Hashirama's eyes, a half-smile even appearing on his lips.
Madara Uchiha's voice held a hint of teasing: "Hot mom, what are you yelling about?"