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... hold back against Sakumo, striking straight to the point.

This stirred up a hornet's nest, as the two seemed more intent on showing off than by spending time together.

"Who are you talking to, you little brat?" Sakumo retorted sharply. Over the years, he had learned to control his temper and no longer jumped into duels at the slightest provocation. However, he couldn't help feeling that his back wasn't much stronger than the Third Kazekage's.

Duy, drawn by the sudden com ...

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