"Sasuke, I can reattach your left hand and even enhance your strength," Otsutsuki Sakura changed the subject, "If you want to protect your world in the future more effectively, you must strengthen yourself. Can you really continue to fend off the invasion of the Otsutsuki Clan with an arm missing?"
Future Sasuke asked, "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. The Otsutsuki Clan is a race in the universe; there can't be just three or four of them," Otsutsuki Sakura said indifferently.
"Konoha has a new generation; Boruto and the others will grow up," said future Sasuke.
"That requires time, but do you have it?" Otsutsuki Sakura retorted.
Future Sasuke's right hand grabbed the Kusanagi Sword, and after hesitating for quite some time, he finally slowly put it down.
"Alright, you win, but can you tell me how you plan to transplant a left arm for me? Are you going to use the First Hokage's cells to cultivate one for me?"
