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Konoha.

In the gloomy basement, the cold, bloody breath irritated people's nasal cavity.

The young man with an animal mask on his face walked slowly toward the depths of the deep tunnel. When it reached the end, the scene in front of him suddenly widened and lit up.

"Shisui."

The man in front of him grinned, showing a cold smile.

"Master Danzo!"

The young man with the mask bent slightly.

"The information you brought is very good, and your inner choice is satisfied with both me and Third Hokage."

"Beyond the narrowness of the ethnic group and inherit the will of the fire, this is the right choice."

Danzo smiled softly.

"Please give the next order."

Shisui said softly.

"The Uchiha clan is decayed. I believe you have seen the choice of your patriarch very clearly."

"We are partners on the same road as you, so you also need to complete some difficult and even sinister tasks."

Danzo said softly.

"I'm ready for everything, Master Danzo!"

Shisui said in a deep voice.

"Okay! Then, next, I order you to go to the country of birds as Konoha's roots. In the country of birds, be sure to report all the big and small information to me."

"Remember, Senju Ise is an extremely dangerous man. You have to be very careful with him and don't expose it!"

Danzo's voice became severe.

Shisui listened quietly and nodded, "Yes!"

"Go ahead."

"I look forward to you completing your mission and returning victoriously!"

Danzo smiled.

Shisui turned and left, and soon disappeared from his back.

The smile on his face disappeared, and Danzo's expression turned gloomy.

"Uchiha Fugaku, I really have a bad heart."

"Sure enough, this clan is Konoha's enemy!"

After a pause, his eyes were sharp.

"Sarutobi Hiruzen, you don't need to care about these, but it is related to Konoha's stability and tranquility. Some things must be done by someone."

At the same time, Konoha Street.

"It's White Fang, he's back."

"But something seems to have happened, and his mission has failed."

"Really? With White Fang's strength, will the mission fail?"

Someone on the street whispered, looking at the weary walking figure on the street, his complexion also became strange.

At this moment, Konoha's White Fang's teeth, Hatake Sakuma, his expression on his face remained unchanged, but his heart was suffering tremendously.

He lost a piece of information that is vital to Konoha because of the life of his companion. Because of this information, Konoha's battle with Cloud Shinobi will enter a long tug of war.

It can be said that the original short-term advantage was destroyed by his injury.

In the tug-of-war of the past ten years, how many Konoha Shinobi will be killed and how much supplies will be consumed.

"Shuo Mao, thank you."

Behind him, the companion was full of tears, couldn't lift his head, and cried and thanked him in a low voice.

"We are the one who drags you down, our incompetence is the one that harms you."

"But you shouldn't do that. For the ninja, the mission is the most important thing!"

They know very well what it means for a guy like Konoha to fail a mission. Damage to reputation and psychological pressure will make this man's future dim.

Hearing his companions say this, White Fang's hands trembled, he turned around and took a deep look at his companions, and then quickened his pace.

Back at his home, White Fang locked himself up, ignoring even Kakashi's yelling and knocking on the door.

Sitting there cross-legged, White Fang's expression changed, sweat oozing from his forehead.

"This choice."

"That man, how would he know?"

"Who is he?"

At this moment, White Fang is under tremendous pressure, but also full of curiosity. Because of this scene, he once imagined in his mind.

The man named Senju Ise also reminded him a few years ago.

"When I really face it, how should I choose?"

White Fang sighed softly in his heart, his expression complicated.

He temporarily chose to endure, and the mission failed, which was a shame to the ninja, but it was not accidental. In many cases, mission failure means death.

But for an elite ninja like him, it is naturally nothing. He has a strong willpower, and he believes that he can survive.

However, as time passed, White Fang walked on the street and headed to Hokage's office, trying to talk to his former friends and companions, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

"Everyone is avoiding me and repelling me!"

"Even the companions I rescued are scolding me!"

White Fang found it absurd and ridiculous, but at the same time, he was also questioning himself.

"Is my choice wrong? They should not be saved, but the task should be completed."

"Ninjas shouldn't get caught in feelings."

"What should I do now?"

He fell into deep self-blame, and every time he went out, the pressure in his heart became even greater, and he couldn't even face Kakashi's clear eyes.

In a daze, the whole world was squeezing him out and berating him.

"Maybe, I shouldn't survive, and my existence shouldn't affect Kakashi's future."

This thought in his mind suddenly popped up, making him startled all over, and his eyes became firm.

For the ninja, death is not terrible. What's more terrifying is that the destruction of beliefs can't find the meaning of existence.

He took out the Short Sword from his waist and placed the white cloth neatly in front of him. His face was calm and even a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This way, it should be free?"

The Short Sword was placed firmly on the abdomen, and the cold blade had already touched the skin.

But at this moment, a face suddenly flashed in White Fang's mind.

"When you think you are not enough to bear the price of being a ninja."

"Your best choice is to abandon this identity and keep your own life."

"If you encounter a problem that you can't solve by yourself, I hope you don't rush to deal with it. Maybe, then, I can help you."

The man's voice suddenly amplified, resounding in White Fang's ears, making his steady hands shake again.

"Can he really help me?"

When Short Sword fell, White Fang said in confusion.

On the second day, when Kakashi tried to push open his father's room, what caught his eye was the neatly stacked white cloth. And his father disappeared.

From this day on, Konoha's White Fang disappeared in everyone's eyes.

No one knew where he went, whether he was dead or alive, as if this had never existed before.

In the office, Third Hokage had complicated eyes and smoked a lot.

Soon after, in Niaoyin Village, Niaoying's office.

Ise looked at the man with a hat and wrapped himself in a black robe in astonishment.

"Shuo Mao?!"

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