"The old man has been cautious all his life, and he has always acted carefully." Sha Bao Lianshi's face was even more exhausted. "I have been doing my best over the years, and I have countless confidants in the clan and the army, but the old man still did this. More or less, he got the instructions from 'Fengying'."
"Hey, you were so high-spirited a while ago, thinking that the position of Kazekage belonged to you. Now you know what it feels like to be abandoned?"
"Don't be too happy too soon," Shabao Lianshi said calmly, "Don't think that because I can't become the Kazekage, you have a chance. The old man has established the three-tailed Jinchuriki named Rosa as one of the six Gracen branches of my Shabao these days, and has also taught him all the ninjutsu of the Gracen family. He knew that Rosa was the apprentice of the 'Desert Death God' but still did this. The old man will not run around to make wedding clothes for others."
"If the results of Fukawa's blood test show that he is a descendant of the Sand Storm Clan." Chiyo suddenly realized the deep meaning of the other party's words.
"Then he will definitely take over from me as the chief of the Sandstorm Clan. In this way, the Sandstorm Clan will have two tailed beasts, both of which are controllable Jinchūriki tailed beasts. In addition, the 'Desert Death God' himself has a very high prestige among the middle and lower-level ninjas, and the Sandstorm Clan will be unprecedentedly powerful."
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