The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Before dawn, the Uchiha clan compound was already bustling with activity.

A thousand Uchiha clan members, all dressed in identical black combat uniforms, each carrying a thick stack of leaflets.

Uchiha Mitsunori's voice was confident and powerful: "Remember, we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of trouble either. We just let the truth speak for itself. If the Anbu try to stop us, we're not afraid either. Call for backup immediately and fight them head-on."

A thousand people nodded in unison, without making a sound.

Then, a thousand Uchiha ninjas simultaneously formed hand seals, and the chakra fluctuations of the Body Flicker Technique trembled in the air.

The next second, they surged towards every corner of Konoha like a black tide.

Soon, 8 leaflets were distributed throughout Konoha Village.

"What's this?" An old farmer selling vegetables bent down to pick up a piece of paper that had drifted to his feet, squinting his dim eyes.

The Konoha Heroic Clan Ranking records the clans that suffered the most casualties in the Third Shinobi World War.

"The Konoha Cancer Family Ranking" exposes those parasites who hide in the rear and profit from the war.

The old farmer's hands began to tremble. His son had died on the battlefield of Misty Concealment, and the numbers on the leaderboard coldly told him that some people hadn't even fought to the death.

"Is...is this real?" His voice was hoarse, and his eyes instantly reddened.

A nearby vendor leaned over, glanced at it, and his expression changed drastically: "It's real! This is an Uchiha flyer; they wouldn't fake it!"

Soon, more and more flyers appeared in every corner of Konoha, posted on bulletin boards, stuffed under shop doors, and even drifted into ninja dormitories.

The 8 flyers, like 8 sparks, instantly ignited the fury of the entire Hidden Leaf Village.

On the commercial street, the crowds grew larger and larger.

A civilian ninja pointed at the list through gritted teeth: "Look! This is the Sarutobi clan's 'contribution'! 1644 ninjas, only 1000 were sent to fight, 500 of whom were responsible for logistics, and the remaining 500 hid in the safe zone, with 54 killed in action?"

Another roared, "Look at the Uchiha clan! 1462 people died in battle, and the Hyuga clan! 1136 people died in battle. They were the ones who truly fought desperately on the battlefield!"

"Bullshit Hokage! Bullshit higher-ups!"

A retired ninja who had lost his left arm kicked over his newly set fruit stand, scattering apples all over the ground.

"My brother died on the battlefield in Sunagakure, and we couldn't even find his body! I was seriously injured and disabled after retiring, and I can only make a living by selling fruit, while these bastards are counting their money in the village?"

Anger spread like wildfire, and soon more inside stories were revealed.

Inside the Nara clan compound, Shikaku stood in the living room of his home, his face ashen.

His voice was icy: "Our three families have always been considered Hiruzen Sarutobi's confidants, and what was the result? Of our 1830 men who participated in the war, 768 were killed in action, and 84 were seriously wounded. We were almost completely decimated!"

He slammed the leaflet on the table: "And those four families—Sarutobi, Utatane, Mito, and Shimura—are in charge of logistics and transportation, yet they only deliver supplies once every seven days, making only four trips a month, and spending the remaining 26 days resting in the village!"

Yamanaka Inoichi sneered, "Our family-run pharmacies have records of Koharu Utatane's purchases. She demands a 30% kickback on every single medicinal herb she buys. Of the 170 billion taels spent on medical supplies during this war, she netted 51 billion taels!"

Choza Akimichi smashed the solid wood table in front of him with a punch: "The Mito family resells explosive talismans and sealing scrolls at exorbitant prices, and the Shimura family even forges lists of the dead to fraudulently claim supplies and sell them on the black market!"

"These dirt must all be exposed!" Lu Jiu's voice was resolute.

Soon, more inside information came to light like a flood.

"The Sarutobi, Utatane, Mito, and Shimura families are responsible for logistics and transportation, but they only deliver supplies once every 7 days, making only 4 trips a month, and spending the remaining 26 days resting in the village!"

"More than 1000 members of the Sarutobi clan didn't go to the battlefield at all; they were all hiding in the village making explosive tags!" A ninja tool shop owner said in a low voice to the onlookers.

A civilian ninja wearing a headband sneered, "The price of explosive tags has doubled! A genin-level explosive tag costs 600 taels in peacetime, but 1200 taels in wartime! A chunin-level one is even more outrageous, 3600 taels!"

"A genin makes 15 explosive tags a day, earning a net profit of 40 taels a month! A chunin is even more outrageous, making 20 tags a day, earning a net profit of 160 million taels a month!"

A mysterious figure emerged from the shadows: "I've heard that the Sarutobi clan produced 1772 million Genin-level explosive tags and 671 million Chunin-level explosive tags during the war, selling them for a total of 236.8 billion ryo! This money was directly diverted by Hiruzen Sarutobi from the Daimyo's war funds!"

The crowd erupted in chaos.

Someone roared, "They're sucking our blood!"

Someone shouted, "We must get an explanation!"

Soon, angry people began to gather in front of the Hokage Building, their shouts growing louder and louder.

......

Inside the Hokage's office, the air seemed to solidify.

"Tens of thousands of people have besieged the Hokage Building... This is the second time!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi's pipe had long since gone out, with gray tobacco shreds scattered on the table.

His fingers trembled slightly, his knuckles turned white, and he gripped a crumpled copy of "Konoha's Tumor Clan Ranking" tightly.

Koharu's face was ashen, her lips trembling: "The news... can't be suppressed anymore. Now even the children in the village are singing songs that mock us..."

Mitokado Homura's glasses reflected a cold light as he kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve: "The Uchiha...it must be the Uchiha pulling the strings behind the scenes! They want to use public opinion to force us to step down!"

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

A Sarutobi clansman stumbled in, knelt on one knee, and cried out urgently, "Clan leader! Something's happened in the shopping district... the shopping district!"

"Calm down... don't panic... explain clearly!" Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly stood up, the chair scraping against the floor with a screeching sound.

The Sarutobi clansman's voice trembled: "All the shops of the four major clans have been smashed! Some people led a boycott, even throwing kunai and explosive tags into the shops! Now all the shops are closed, even our Sarutobi clan's shop has been splashed with red paint and written..."

"What does it say?" Hiruzen Sarutobi's voice was terrifyingly low.

"...It says...bloodsucking worms...leaf tumors..."

The office was deathly silent.

Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly closed his eyes. He felt a wave of dizziness and thought to himself... If Danzo were still alive... If something happened... he could be used as a scapegoat.

He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse: "This can't go on... We have to talk to Fugaku Uchiha... He wants the Hokage position, so we'll give it to him... You should also give up your advisor and elder positions..."

Upon hearing that they were to relinquish their positions as advisors and elders, Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado also stood up.

"Sarutobi... there's no need to give up... the position of advisor elder!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed deeply, feeling utterly exhausted: "Foolish... Don't you understand yet... The Uchiha are trying to wipe us out... We're almost dead... and you still want power... You're utterly foolish..."

They had grown up together since childhood and were now all over 50 years old. They had never seen Hiruzen Sarutobi so angry and so powerless. They were momentarily flustered and dared not continue speaking.

"I... used reverse spirit communication... to inform Asuma... and have him tell the Daimyo... that our four families must pledge allegiance to him... this is our only way to survive..."