C12 Is This Your Answer?!

"Lord Hokage, hello!"

As soon as he walked in, Natsume Yang bowed politely and greeted him.

Unlike Natsume Yang's memories, the current Third Generation Hokage was not as old as in the original work. He was only fifty-four years old this year, and he was at the peak of his strength.

Therefore, the moment Natsume Yang entered, he felt a faint pressure, like a lofty mountain, making him a little uncomfortable.

"Natsume Yang, right? Don't be nervous, sit down and talk!"

The Third Generation raised his head and carefully sized up Natsume Yang, then revealed a somewhat satisfied smile.

However, this made Natsume Yang's body involuntarily tense up.

"Natsume Yang, I wonder what you think of the Will of Fire!"

The first sentence of the Third Generation Hokage was a question that Natsume Yang did not want to answer, nor did he know how to answer.

However, he had to answer it, and he could not make any mistakes. Otherwise, he did not dare guarantee that the Third Generation would immediately turn hostile.

"Hmm, I think that the Will of Fire is that everyone can play happily together, help each other, and unite!"

Natsume Yang naturally knew the true meaning of the Will of Fire, but he definitely could not use the answer in his heart, because this was not something he could say at his age.

"Is this your answer?"

After hearing this, the Third Generation looked at Natsume Yang indifferently and asked calmly.

"Gulp!"

Honestly speaking, the moment he was being watched by the third-generation successor, Natsume Yang felt like a lamb being stared at by a lion. He could not help but shiver, and his pupils involuntarily shrank into the shape of a needle.

The third-generation successor looked at Natsume Yang for two whole minutes. At the moment when the atmosphere reached its quietest, he suddenly laughed out loud, "Haha, you don't have to be nervous. I think your answer is very good. I want to know what your next step is!"

"With your current strength, you won't be able to progress much if you continue to stay in Ninkai School. Have you considered other methods?"

The third-generation successor asked Natsume Yang in a very amiable manner, just like a grandfather next door!

"Does the third-generation grandfather have any recommendations?" Natsume Yang wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and asked innocently.

His back was already drenched in sweat. The two minutes he had just spent felt as long as a century.

"For example, join the Shadow and carry out missions!"

The third generation looked at Natsume Yang and said calmly.

"Isn't that only an elite that can join the Shadow after passing the chionin exam? I haven't even killed anyone yet. Isn't it too childish to join the Shadow?" Natsume Yang pretended to be afraid.

"Haha, I approve of you joining and training after that. I believe that with your talent, you won't be much worse than those elites who graduated from Ninja School!"

Hearing this, the third-generation couldn't help but laugh and said to Natsume Yang.

The reason why Natsume Yang was specially allowed to join the Shadow was also because he was helpless.

During the war era, most of the leading ninjas were elites from famous families. Natsume Yang's luck was also not that good, and the leading ninjas were all full. Thus, he could only let the elites of the Shadow lead the team.

Otherwise, the third-generation would not have allowed Natsume Yang to directly join the Shadow, because it was equivalent to harming Natsume Yang.

"Is that so? In that case, I can give it a try!"

Natsume Yang replied with an innocent look. There was a hint of fear and helplessness in his innocent look.