Creaaak~
At a certain mont, the sound of a door scraping against the floor echoed.
The door to the reception room was pushed aside, and a figure walked straight in.
Seeing who it was, the Uchiha servant who had been standing silently like a statue imdiately stepped forward, bowed, and greeted, "Clan Leader!"
Indeed, the person who had entered was none other than Uchiha Fugaku.
Fugaku's gaze didn't linger on the servant. He simply raised his hand, motioning for the servant to leave.
Understanding the signal, the Uchiha clan mber wisely exited the room.
Tap, tap, tap~
Uchiha Fugaku walked a few steps to the front of the reception room and sat at the main seat.
He picked up a teacup, poured himself so tea, took a light sip, and then silently gazed at Seii.
At that mont, Seii was still imrsed in his training.
It wasn't that Seii hadn't noticed Fugaku's entrance. Rather, his experint had reached a critical phase, and he was on the verge of breaking through a key barrier. He simply couldn't afford to let the opportunity slip away.
So, he pretended not to notice Fugaku, instead focusing all his attention on controlling the Yang Release chakra in his body to ticulously strengthen his organs and cells.
Before long, a minute passed, and Seii finally opened his eyes.
At that very mont, Uchiha Fugaku spoke.
"So, how did it go?"
Hearing this, Seii turned to look at the clan leader, pretending he had just noticed him. He quickly stood and greeted, "Clan Leader!"
Seeing Seii stand, Fugaku extended his hand in a calming motion and said, "Sit down."
"Yes, Clan Leader!"
Seii responded and returned to the chair on the right side.
After Seii sat back down, Fugaku continued, "You seed so focused earlier. The results must be promising, right?"
"Yes," Seii nodded. "I figured out a few things."
Seii wasn't lying. Just monts ago, he had used the knowledge from a book to improve the efficiency of using Mystical Palm Technique for body enhancent by 10%.
While 10% might seem insignificant, it was just the beginning.
His instincts told him that if he continued down this path, he might eventually double or even triple the overall efficiency.
Of course, such improvents couldn't be achieved overnight.
But Seii was confident that he could shorten the ti required for the next stage of body enhancent by one-third.
That would be a significant breakthrough.
After all, as his constitution attribute continued to improve, each transformation now took several months to reach the critical point.
A reduction by one-third ant saving a month or two, which wasn't a small gain.
As Seii reflected on his progress, Fugaku spoke again.
However, instead of delving deeper into Seii's "harvest" or offering advice on his training, Fugaku shifted the topic.
First, Fugaku spoke about Seii's late parents, praising their contributions to the clan and lanting their untily deaths. Then, he inquired about Seii's life during that period.
It was all typical, casual conversation.
Seii wasn't in a hurry and engaged in the back-and-forth, answering Fugaku's questions without giving too much away.
While the exchange seed aningless on the surface, it was actually an opportunity for Fugaku to gauge Seii's temperant, attitude toward the clan, and overall disposition.
This was precisely what Fugaku wanted to observe.
He believed that while Seii was powerful, he was ultimately just a teenager who had spent two or three years on the battlefield. With a life consud by fighting, Seii had little exposure to social interactions or worldly matters.
Considering Seii's reclusive personality and obsession with training, Fugaku thought his own experience and insight would easily allow him to read the boy like an open book.
What Fugaku didn't know was that the youthful body before him housed the soul of an adult.
In his previous life, though Seii had been an ordinary office worker without any bureaucratic experience, he had lived for over 20 years.
Moreover, with the internet being so prevalent and entertainnt dia so abundant in his past life, even if he hadn't "eaten pork," he had certainly seen pigs run.
In short, Seii was more than capable of handling Fugaku's probing questions.
Most importantly, Seii's confidence stemd from his absolute strength, ensuring he didn't fear making mistakes or upsetting anyone.
As he often reminded himself: if worst cos to worst, flip the table.
Thus, after all his subtle probing, Fugaku still couldn't extract any significant information from Seii.
Finally, Fugaku abandoned his attempts and shifted the conversation to Danzo.
He first spoke about Danzo's questionable behavior, expressing his suspicion that Danzo was involved in the disappearance of several Uchiha ninja.
Then, Fugaku directly asked if Seii had experienced any targeted actions from Danzo.
Naturally, Seii wasn't going to reveal the truth. He shook his head and denied it outright.
"No, I haven't encountered anything like that."
Seeing Seii's calm deanor, Fugaku stopped beating around the bush and bluntly asked, "Was Danzo's death related to you?"
Clearly, Fugaku had already confird Danzo's death and uncovered the reasons behind the conflict between Seii and the ANBU.
Hearing this, Seii feigned shock and exclaid, "What? Elder Danzo is dead? Who did it?"
"Wait, are you asking if I killed him?"
"That's impossible!"
Seii shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum.
Fugaku watched his performance with a stoic expression.
When Seii finished, Fugaku asked, "Then why did you refuse to leave with the ANBU?"
"They didn't have the proper paperwork," Seii replied earnestly.
Upon hearing the sa response again, Uchiha Fugaku rubbed his temples. He could now see that Seii was determined to play the rogue to the very end.
The reception room fell into silence.
After a long pause, Uchiha Fugaku sighed and said, "Since you have already refused the Third Hokage's summons, then leave this matter alone. I will handle the negotiations with him."
Hearing this, Seii glanced at Fugaku with slight surprise.
He hadn't expected the clan leader to take responsibility for this matter, especially after he had shown such an uncooperative attitude.
It seed that, as the head of the Uchiha clan, Fugaku did have so sense of duty.
Well, it made sense. If he was able to earn the trust of most Uchiha shinobi, there had to be sothing noteworthy about him. Otherwise, why would he have beco the clan leader in the first place?
Just as Seii thought the conversation was over and was preparing to leave, Uchiha Fugaku suddenly spoke again.
"Have you awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan?"
As he spoke, his Sharingan activated, revealing three tomoe.
Instantly, an imnse pressure bore down on Seii.
His ocular power was far stronger than any other three-tomoe Sharingan user Seii had ever encountered.
However, compared to the power provided by the Mangekyō Sharingan, it was still lacking.
At this mont, Seii was almost certain that Fugaku had not awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Unless he awakened it in the coming years—or during the night of the clan's massacre—then this Schr??dinger's box had now been opened by him.
Various thoughts flashed through Seii's mind in an instant. As that oppressive spiritual pressure weighed down on him, his body instinctively reacted—his own Sharingan activated, also revealing three tomoe.
Moreover, his ocular power was faintly superior to Fugaku's.
He had deliberately displayed this level of power to both conceal his Mangekyō Sharingan and to leave Fugaku with a glimr of hope.
As the Uchiha clan leader, Seii believed that Fugaku understood the imnse significance of a Mangekyō Sharingan to the clan.
With that hope, even if the Hokage faction continued to apply pressure, Fugaku would grit his teeth and endure.
Thus, the two stared each other down for a full three seconds before simultaneously deactivating their Sharingan.
Uchiha Fugaku looked deeply at Seii and said, "It's late. Go back and rest."
"Yes, Clan Leader," Seii responded respectfully, as if nothing had happened, then turned and left.
However, as he turned away, he caught a glimpse of the wall behind Uchiha Fugaku from the corner of his eye.
Tap, tap, tap...
Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Seii's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.
A mont later, Uchiha Fugaku finally spoke.
"Co out."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wall that Seii had glanced at earlier suddenly slid open, and a small figure stepped out.
With soft black hair, the child appeared to be around four or five years old. His face was still youthful, but his deanor carried a hint of maturity beyond his years.
Who else could it be but Uchiha Itachi?
He walked into the reception room, looked in the direction Seii had left, and asked, "Father, was he the one who killed the person?"
"What do you think?"
Instead of answering, Uchiha Fugaku threw the question back at him.
Itachi pondered for a mont before saying, "I think that even if he wasn't the one who did it, he was definitely involved."
"Exactly."
Uchiha Fugaku nodded approvingly before answering, "He was definitely the one who killed them."
"Why?"
Itachi asked, confused.
"You don't know this man well enough," Fugaku explained. "If you ever read his profile, you'd see that he is soone who strongly believes in individual strength. He's also extrely patient."
"People like him, when faced with trouble, always rely on their own power first.
"If their strength isn't enough, they will endure in silence until they are strong enough to solve the problem themselves. They almost never seek external help—they only trust in themselves."
"And I just received so intelligence: over the past two years, Danzo has made multiple attempts against him and another Uchiha shinobi."
"That's why I'm certain—he was the one who did it. Right now, he has the strength to pull it off."
There was no denying that Uchiha Fugaku's analysis of Seii was quite accurate.
Seii indeed only trusted himself.
Or, to be more precise, he only believed in his own power.
That was why he never sought external help.
For example, in this situation, if he had persuaded Uchiha Shisui to join him, the fight could have been settled without even needing to activate the Mangekyō Sharingan. ?????? ?????????? ??????????????s ?????? ??????????s?????? ???? novel??ire
But he wouldn't do that.
He would rather take the risk of exposing his Mangekyō Sharingan than rely on anyone else. That was just who he was.
Itachi, however, noticed sothing else in his father's words—another person had also been targeted by Danzo.
He imdiately asked, "Why couldn't the two of them have worked together? If the other person was also targeted by Danzo, wouldn't that make them allies? Wouldn't that increase their chances?"
"They wouldn't," Fugaku replied without hesitation. "The other person is completely different from him. That man loves the village even more and respects rules and order above all else.
"Because of that, they would never work together."
"Rules and order...?"
Itachi's eyes lit up upon hearing those words. He quickly asked, "Father, who is this person?"
Seeing his son's eager expression, Uchiha Fugaku imdiately understood what he was thinking.
After a mont of thought, he decided not to hide it.
"He is Uchiha Shisui. He's only a few years older than you. Perhaps, when he has ti, you could seek him out."
Uchiha Fugaku and his son continued their discussion, unaware that Seii had already left.
At that mont, he was walking ho.
However, before he could reach his house, he encountered soone else.
It wasn't Uchiha Shisui.
Instead, it was soone he had t just a few days ago—Uchiha Jiren.
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