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Fortunately, everything had changed.
From the mont Gensou appeared, the scattered mbers of the Hagoromo clan would be reunited into a single entity.
This was the prestige and charisma of the strongest clan leader in a thousand years. After learning all the current details of the Hagoromo clan from Muteni and reclaiming authority without a ripple of emotion, Gensou looked at the elderly Muteni and thought of soone, a flash of sadness quickly buried deep in his heart. He sighed slightly:
"The clan mbers from back then, now you're the only one left."
Muteni remained silent. After a mont, he spoke in a dry tone, "Moving and separating the clan wasn't easy. Throughout the long process, sickness and killing always take their toll." During the Warring States period, the lifespan of ninjas was already short.
Even in the early days of the ninja villages, due to the impact of the Warring States period, many ninjas whose bodies were injured and vitality severely depleted couldn't enjoy a few years of peace before succumbing to illness.
To live as long as the Konoha elders did, besides substantial dical support, the most crucial aspect was living a life of luxury and comfort.
The Hagoromo clan's relocation naturally wasn't peaceful, involving plenty of bloodshed and violence.
"Speaking of which, the Uchiha clan also played a significant role in our relocation," Muteni added.
Gensou had a brief understanding of this from Samui before, but the specifics were better known by Muteni, who had experienced it firsthand.
Muteni explained, "After all, the Uchiha and Hagoromo clans were allies for many years. Even though contact diminished after Konoha's establishnt, the friendship remained. Moreover, there were frequent intermarriages between the two clans. Although we didn't ask for help during the relocation, the Uchiha clan still sent so ninjas to assist us."
"Did Konoha know about this?" Gensou asked.
Muteni shook his head, "No. The Uchiha sent people in secret."
Gensou understood now.
One had to admit, the Uchiha, though proud and seemingly difficult to get along with, were trustworthy as friends.
If it were anyone else, their enthusiasm to help the Hagoromo clan would have made Muteni and others suspicious.
But the Uchiha? If they coveted sothing, they would seize it by force, not by deceit.
Moreover, large clans always acted based on interest.
However, due to the Sharingan's nature, the Uchiha often let emotions override everything.
Just like secretly helping the Hagoromo clan without Konoha's permission.
If Konoha had discovered this, the Uchiha's political situation in the village would have worsened.
The reason the Uchiha still did this wasn't for profit, but because of the longstanding friendship and intermarriage, and the fact that there were Uchiha mbers married into the Hagoromo clan.
For instance, Muteni's wife's maiden na was Uchiha.
"Clan Leader, the young man you brought back this ti is the current Uchiha orphan, Sasuke, right? What do you plan to do with him?" Rembering his wife's secret pinch, Muteni cautiously asked.
Seeing through Muteni's expression, Gensou waved his hand, "Don't worry, you won't have to kneel on a washboard when you go ho."
Samui, who represented the Hagoromo branch in the Land of Lightning, had unreservedly shared the fact that Muteni was afraid of his wife when discussing the current state of the Hagoromo clan.
"Sasuke is not a prisoner here. Your wife and the others can visit him if they want."
As he said this, Gensou's face held a look of surprise.
Just like a butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon causing a hurricane in Texas.
The dispersion and continued developnt of the Hagoromo clan had brought about significant butterfly effects.
For instance, in the murderous year when the Uchiha clan was exterminated, so mbers sensed sothing was wrong and, out of caution, secretly contacted the old Hagoromo clan's dark lines, faking death certificates for a few Uchiha mbers and smuggling them out of the village to this place.
"What was that Uchiha person's na?" Gensou asked.
"Uchiha Setsuna!"
Muteni answered with deep nostalgia.
"He was the one who suggested assisting the Hagoromo clan and personally ca to escort us!"
On the streets of the Village of Locks.
Sasuke, hands in his pockets, followed Hanare with a bored expression as they strolled.
If he could, he would prefer to be training rather than wandering around this village, which
was similar to Konoha but much smaller and less prosperous.
But Gensou was different from Kakashi or even Orochimaru.
He had no choice but to follow his orders.
Others might hold grudges in their hearts.
Although Sasuke was rebellious, he willingly obeyed those who could truly make him submit.
Uh... in Sasuke's eyes, Kakashi was average in ability.
As for Orochimaru, he had chosen to follow him.
After walking a while, Hanare seed to receive so instruction and led Sasuke away from
the bustling street to a quiet mansion.
Sasuke looked around and casually asked, "Why bring here?"
Hanare approached the gate, raised her right hand, and made an inviting gesture, "Soone
inside wants to see you."
"See ?"
Not worried about encountering danger on Gensou's turf, Sasuke didn't hesitate, crossing the
gate and following Hanare to a room.
"Go ahead, there's a surprise waiting for you inside."
Knowing Sasuke's background, Hanare pointed to the door, indicating for Sasuke to enter
alone.
Glancing at Hanare's pretty smiling face, Sasuke, not wanting to overthink, walked up to the door. Just as he was about to push it open, for so reason, his hand paused, feeling a bit
anxious.
He couldn't explain why he felt this way.
But with Hanare watching him closely, Sasuke didn't want to show hesitation.
With a cold snort in his heart, he pushed the door open firmly.
Creak~~ The door's old, squeaky sound echoed.
Stepping inside, Sasuke found the room much darker.
He didn't mind and looked ahead, spotting an elderly woman with black hair, exuding a
familiar aura, sitting in the main seat, gazing at him kindly.
Not just the elderly woman.
Sasuke noticed about a dozen young n and won with black hair and black eyes standing
beside her-no elders, no children.
Unlike the elderly woman's kindness, their gazes varied.
Excitent, relief, pity, and even hatred.
Sasuke didn't know these people and didn't understand their complex looks.
Until the elderly woman in the main seat, with an elegant and dignified posture, spoke kindly
to Sasuke: "Child, welco ho."
As her voice fell.
Everyone, including the elderly woman, closed their eyes.
In the next mont.
Pairs of bright red Sharingan eyes opened in the darkness, shining brilliantly.
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