Chapter 62

Who is Rakai? What does his rebellion matter to me? Let me report it, Ebizo looked puzzled and turned to his subordinates, trying to recall who Rakai was.

"Oh, he's that traitor from Kumogakure who can silently write the ideological and political program," Ebizo finally remembered. "He's just an ordinary person, and I ordered him to be given Sunagakure household registration."

The subordinate glanced at Ebizo, who suddenly realized his forgetfulness and shook his head in frustration. Ebizo had never been like this before.

I used to remember every minor detail of major events, but now it's becoming impossible. I have too many responsibilities, and I can't recall every minor event of such major significance.

After all, the human brain has its limitations. It's not like a complete cultivation system where one can live for hundreds of thousands of years. We count age in units of ten thousand years.

The subordinate understood Ebizo's predicament and realized that he couldn't remember everything all the time.

"Lord, what should we do about this Rakai? Should we assign someone to keep an eye on him for a while?" the subordinate cautiously asked.

This was meticulous enemy work, and it required a careful response.

Ebizo muttered, filtering the information about Rakai in his mind, and said, "No, let Rakai's matter end here. There's no need to assign someone to watch him. We're all very busy, and it's hard to make a significant impact in such a small place."

He thought about the small sand village and what Hitoshi had said. To truly live a good life, Sunagakure didn't need to keep so many secrets from its Shinōbi.

Whether Rakai was sincere or fake and had access to Sunagakure's true secrets didn't matter. Let him spread the message.

To put it bluntly, eight out of ten businesses in Sunagakure were connected to the Four Great Hidden Villages.

The news they brought back was intriguing, but so what? Sunagakure was one of the Five Great Hidden Villages, and if a real fight broke out, nobody could be sure of the outcome.

Especially in the desert, imagine the Kage-level Shinōbi of Sunagakure, who excelled in group combat. Comparing Yasuke and White Fang's efficiency in killing him would be a joke.

In the desert, if the Four Great Hidden Villages attacked Sunagakure head-on, Sunagakure would retaliate fiercely. The reactions of the other three villages would be self-evident.

Sunagakure had been developing for several years without anyone defeating them. One reason the other Hidden Villages attacked secretly was that none of them wanted to be the first to suffer.

Furthermore, Sunagakure sold Chakra cold weapons to them through merchants and nobles, engaging in business with them and frequently offering financial assistance. As long as the price increase wasn't excessive, Hitoshi would smile and accept it.

When the time came, they could settle the accounts.

As the Second-in-Command of Sunagakure's administrative department, Ebizo had a comprehensive understanding of both overt and covert matters.

Given Rakai's trivial status as an ordinary person, Ebizo paid far less attention to him.

"Lord, a businessman from Hi no Kuni wants to discuss business with us this afternoon," the subordinate informed Ebizo, flipping through his notepad and referring to the meeting schedule.

"Hi no Kuni, the scoundrels from Konoha. Hehe, another big deal, but they have the money," Ebizo sneered, touching his chest and recalling the Puppet repaired by his elder sister.

He felt a bit agitated. If it weren't for the public and private nature of the situation, he would have gladly set a trap for Konoha.

......

In the meeting room on the first floor of the Kazekage building in Sunagakure, Hitoshi sat at the head, Pakura stood behind him, and Ebizo sat to Hitoshi's left. On Hitoshi's right sat a gray-haired old man, and five middle-aged individuals sat below the old man. Among them, the first white-haired middle-aged person sat closest to the old man, catching the most attention despite his attempt to hide it. However, the sharp aura exuding from his very bones could still be sensed.

Hitoshi glanced at this man several times, intrigued.

The old man and the five middle-aged individuals were all businessmen from Hi no Kuni who also had their own businesses in Sunagakure.

"Ahem, dear Kazekage-sama and Elder Ebizo, today we would like to purchase another batch of Chakra weapons and Chakra batteries. The Shinōbi World is in turmoil, and only Sunagakure's Chakra weapons can make us feel safe," the old man respectfully stated.

No matter how many times he had conducted this type of transaction, he remained respectful and cautious.

Decades of survival experience had taught him that when Shinōbi were happy, they negotiated with words, but when they were unhappy, they negotiated with their hands.

"Mr. Inoue, you are too kind. We are well aware of the state of the Shinōbi World. It's not easy to conduct any business in such turbulent times. We will provide you with all the weapons you need at a 20% discount. What do you think?" Ebizo replied warmly to Mr. Inoue.

"In terms of quantity... we need one thousand long knives, one thousand short blades, two thousand kunai, two thousand shuriken, and one thousand Fuma Shuriken. As for the Chakra batteries, we require fifty thousand of them. For the Chakra weapon attributes, choose fire and thunder," Inoue glanced at the white-haired middle-aged person beside him and hesitated before making his request.

"That's quite a significant order. If it weren't for the considerable scale of our Sunagakure family business, it would be difficult to fulfill," Ebizo and Hitoshi exchanged a hidden glance, smiling heartily. They had noticed Inoue's subtle actions, even though he tried to conceal them.

After Ebizo finished speaking, he left the room to make preparations.

"Ah, Mr. Inoue, please wait for a moment. By the way, considering the current instability in the Shinōbi World, would you like to stay in Sunagakure for a while? Take a break, my dear friend," Hitoshi smiled and offered his "concern" to Inoue.

"Thank you, Kazekage-sama, for your concern. I would love to, but unfortunately, I have important matters to attend to back home. My young grandson is studying here, and I need to earn more to secure a better future for him," Inoue replied with a forced smile.

"Elder Kazekage-sama, I'm not sure when we can receive these weapons. My bodyguards need to be armed as soon as possible. Otherwise, I won't dare to do business in Taki no Kuni next time," Inoue couldn't decipher Hitoshi's intentions and could only respond accordingly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Inoue. I have already instructed someone to make the necessary preparations, and the weapons will be delivered to your residence later. Additionally, since you speak so highly of our village, we will provide you with some Sealing Scrolls," Ebizo chimed in as he walked back into the room.

"Thank you, Elder Ebizo," Inoue stood up and saluted.

"Then we shall take our leave," Inoue quickly left, afraid of staying any longer due to the mortal danger.

He exchanged a few words with the white-haired middle-aged individual beside him.

The middle-aged man took out a Sealing Scroll, unsealed it, and several large boxes appeared in the room.

"Mr. Inoue, please don't trouble yourself any further. You must be tired, so go and rest. When I return, I will send someone to deliver the weapons to your residence," Ebizo said, his entire face beaming like a chrysanthemum at the sight of the large boxes.