The walls were painted snow-white, and there was only a wooden bed and a set of tables and chairs in the narrow room. The cold light shone from above. Sarutobi Hinata was lying in front of the table and practicing calligraphy. The living environment here was a bit bad, but after all, it was the former Naruto, and his living conditions were not too bad.

As long as the guards don't ask too much, they will satisfy him.

This is also a small favor that autumn road gives to old friends! No matter what, it is a match for classmates.

"call!"

Sarutobi Hinasar let out a light, raised the big words he had just written, and placed them under the light to appreciate them carefully. The ink of the word "君" of Long Feifeng Dance was brand new, and he nodded with satisfaction, "It's okay! His skills have not regressed." He was wondering whether to hang this word on the wall!

Just as he pressed the paper in his hand on the wall to figure out the hanging position,

There were bursts of rapid footsteps in the corridor outside.

"Father!"

The visiting guests were beyond Sarutobi Hinazo's expectations.

The one who appeared at the door was his second son, Sarutobi Asma.

"Asma?"

Sarutobi Hizawa looked at the second son who was lying outside the railing, and was a little stunned for a moment. He never expected that he would see this rebellious and willful young son at this time, which was much taller than when he left the village. His beard became more and more bearded, and there was a cloth scarf symbolizing the guardian twelve soldiers on his waist... It looked like he was living outside well!

"Father, why... has it become like this?"

Asma Sarutobi stood outside the door, holding the railing, watching as he removed Naruto's robe, wearing a gray dress, gray hair and wrinkles, his father, who was like an old farmer on the roadside, became inexplicably sour and heavy. His former resentment and prejudices quietly disappeared, leaving only deep worries.

“What the hell happened?”

"This is not what you need to know, I just lost."

Sarutobi Hinashin shook his head.

He didn't want his youngest son to get involved in these things.

If it were before, when he heard his father's words of fooling himself as a child, Sarutobi Asma would have immediately turned against him, but after a moment of silence today, he did not lose his temper as before. He looked at the guardian standing at the end of the corridor, and then asked, "Then how is your life here?"

Looking at his son who learned to endure and restraint, Sarutobi Hirazen was a little happy, "It's okay! He doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and he also has pen, ink, paper and inkstone if he wants to write. Although the space for activity is a little smaller, he can't stretch his hands and feet as much as possible! Then again, Asma, why did you come here?"

"I received a letter from my cousin Zaemon."

"Saemon?"

When talking about this mediocre nephew, Sarutobi Hinata frowned.

He was kicked off the clan too quickly and didn't have time to re-arrange the affairs of the clan. His nephew was not a good person who could take on a great responsibility. He had to find a way to choose a new clan leader from the clan. Otherwise, the family would probably find it difficult to survive the dangerous storm that followed.

"What's going on in the clan now?"

"In the clan? That... the village seems to be preparing to start a war with the Kiri Ninja. Cousin Zaemon complained to me that the village forced more than 200 tribes to join the war." Asma Sarutobi tried to recall what he said to his cousin who was about 20 years older than him.

"Forced to recruit more than 200 tribes to join the war?"

Sarutobi Hinako's eyebrows were almost tied into a big bump.

"Fish the wind on the autumn road... Damn it!!"

His mood was extremely bad in an instant, which could be absolutely bad news for him. Of course, he understood that with his downfall, the Sarutobi clan would definitely be suppressed, but he didn't expect Akirato Shibu to take action so quickly and take such a ruthless move.

Just then,

"Boom! Boom!"

A dull explosion came from a distance.

The ground under your feet swayed slightly, the chandeliers above your head swayed left and right, and tiny dust and stone chips fell from the ceiling.

“What’s the situation?”

Asma Sarutobi subconsciously touched the ninja bag on his waist, but grabbed a piece of soda. He remembered that before entering this secret prison, he was forced to hand over all the weapons on his body, his chakra and his kunai were left at the entrance.

He is really unarmed now.

"Sarubi Asma, don't move!"

The warning came from the Oil Girl tribe members at the end of the corridor, and not only one person, but also two guards appeared beside the Oil Girl tribe, one had pure white eyes and the other had a home pattern carrying a flame fan. Such a formation made Asma Sarutobi stunned for a moment.

"To ensure that unpleasant misunderstandings do not occur, please stay here before the alarm is lifted, and please do not make any misunderstandings."

The guards from the Hinata clan issued a warning.

Looking at the guards' alert and alert appearance, Sarutobi Asma was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to understand something, "You may suspect that the explosion just now has something to do with me, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Is it related? Is it true that someone will check it? If it has nothing to do with you, just stay here with peace of mind. If it has something to do with you... Don't want to escape from here!" The guard of the Uchiha family, who was carrying the pattern of the flame ball fan, scolded coldly, which was a bad attitude that made Asma Sarutobi's face appear angry.

He has never been taught such a lesson in this age.

There is a man who is a Hokage. Of course, few people dare to show him a look since he was a child. Even if he taught him a lesson back then, he would dare to leave Konoha with anger.

"Don't be impulsive, Asma!"

Sarutobi Hinata reached out and grabbed the youngest son's arm. He must not move around at this time. If Asma dares to take action here, it is definitely not a good thing to wait for him. Although it is lonely to be locked up here alone, he does not want his youngest son to accompany him.

"······hateful!!!"

Asma Sarutobi released his fist hatefully.

Seeing this, the Uchiha family members curled their lips in disappointment, muttering trash words like "cowards" and "waste" with echoes throughout the corridor. The veins on Asma Sarutobi's forehead were so angry that his lips were pounded, and his lips were bitten through, and a bright red blood stained the corners of his mouth.

"To be honest, the explosion seemed to be near the detention of Danzang?" The Hinata tribe members interrupted their companions' trash talk, rolled their eyes, and were curious about what had happened.

"Well, the explosion was indeed coming from there."

The Uchiha family members also gave up the trash talk and harassment without any effect, and followed the Hyuga tribe's eyes and looked in the direction of the explosion.

"Can anyone else go to save that guy Danzang?"

"Maybe it's the remnant of the root!"

"Impossible? Hasn't Gen been uprooted? Most of the families in the village joined forces to act. If Gen still has remnants escape, that would be a hell!"

"If it weren't for Gen, who else would come to save Danzang?"

"Well...you say that!"

The Uchiha family members and the Hinata family members were having a lot of chats, while the Yumgirl family members maintained their family style, stood silently and did not participate, just listened silently.
Chapter completed!