"Thank you for not killing me."
After the leader of the Dark Group was supported by a subordinate and left, the remaining member of the Dark Group walked over and bowed to Huang.
Huang looked at him curiously and smiled." You're quite interesting. What's your name?"”
"Farewell!"
The Dark Group spat out a sentence. They didn't answer, nor did they take off their masks. They used a Blink Spell and disappeared.
What a personality!
After watching the few Dark Forces leave, Huang turned around and opened his Three Hook Jade Eyes to look at a spot on the rock wall.
At the place where the clan's watchmen were.
"If you're not a Uchiha, then you can die.”
"Don't misunderstand, my name is Uchiha Dooma. The patriarch has something to discuss with you! I was ordered to come and find you. I didn't see anything.”
Uchiha Dooma opened his hands and walked out from the shadow of the rock wall.
The scene he had just witnessed had shattered his understanding of saber techniques.
If it was someone from another family, they would still have a chance of winning against such an opponent.
However, when Huang revealed his Three Hook Jade Shura Eyes, he immediately knew that he had no chance.
Therefore, he walked out obediently and surrendered to Huang.
"Patriarch is looking for me? Lead the way!"
Huang put away his sword. He knew that the person who gave him the money was here.
…………
At the center of Uchiha's base.
Uchiha Dooma walked in front while Huang followed behind him, looking around as if nothing had happened.
The pine tree climbed up a four-meter-wide stone staircase, with no end in sight.
Some unknown flowers and plants were blooming under the pine trees.
There were no fallen leaves on the flat steps. The huge green stone slabs were connected together, revealing a heavy sense of history.
After walking past the stone steps, a tall mahogany divine door appeared in front of them. Behind the divine door was a huge empty space surrounded by a few small houses.
In front of him was a tall wooden building with four to five stone steps at the entrance.
There was a huge Uchiha clan emblem above the door.
"Is this the temple where Uchiha worships his ancestors? It's much more luxurious than the place I live in. Those who could live inside were all higher-ups of the family!”
Huang muttered. The place where the dead lived was better than the living.
Every day, there were people who cleaned and offered sacrifices on time.
The entire public rental house was not even as big as this courtyard, not to mention the small hill that was designated as the center.
Upon entering the ancestral hall, Huang realized that he was not alone.
There were already dozens of clansmen sitting in the hall.
Huang glanced at Uchiha Dooma and found that he had already shrunk back into the crowd.
Just now, he said that Fu Yue had summoned him. It should be a lie. Whose orders did he follow? Uchiha's higher-ups? Or Mu Ye?
Deception or betrayal?
Huang hated liars and traitors the most!
Uchiha's corrupted upper echelons, the culprit who led the ordinary clansmen to perish together.
Huang was very vengeful!
"One."
The name of Doma was crossed out.
There were at least 40 to 50 people in the hall.
In just a short while, several unfriendly gazes swept past.
Huang was a little conspicuous by standing at the door, so he walked to a corner and sat down.
"Huh? Trash…"
Just as he sat down, a contemptuous voice came from beside him.
"Get lost, don't sit with me! Trash."
A man in a black robe with a hedgehog-like hairstyle and a scar across half of his face was looking at Huang with disdain.
Huang ignored him, and the man's face turned red with anger.
This person was also holding a long saber in his hand.
He was a swordsman?
No, it wasn't.
They were just ninjas who knew sword techniques.
In this world, only swordsmen remained among the warriors.
Ninjas were tools whose main purpose was to complete missions.
Huang sat in the same place without saying a word. He took off his sword and leaned it against his shoulder.
He thought, Two.
The rotten Uchiha always needed fresh blood to change!
Huang noticed from the corner of his eye that Uchiha Doma was talking to a clansman beside him, and the clansman quickly ran out.
Just as Huang was considering whether he should follow them out, someone in front of him suddenly turned around and said,"
"Brother, don't mind it? There are many fellows in the clan who have bad tempers. Don't lower yourself to his level.”
Huang then realized that the person sitting in front of him was a fatty.
This fellow had used his special black armor to squeeze all his flesh into a ball. It was very uncomfortable to look at. Then, he used his windbreaker to cover it up, successfully deceiving everyone present.
He turned around and revealed his true face.
However, he was the only one beside this fatty.
"Are you from the Qiu Dao clan?"
Huang asked.
This was the Uchiha Gathering. How could someone from the Akito Clan sneak in?
"Nonsense, I'm Uchiha's alright!”
Fatty argued.
As the two of them spoke, many clansmen cast disdainful looks at them.
Fatty seemed to be immune to these gazes. He smiled at Huang and said,"Looking at you, you're not well-liked either.”
"How did you know?"
"You came in after that bastard from the Earth, and no one greeted you after that. Everyone who sits in this corner is similar. My name is Uchiha Maru. I'm from the intelligence department.”
"Intelligence department? The family has an intelligence department?"
Huang asked. He had always been at the periphery of the clan. This was his first time entering the clan's center. He did not know a single person here and did not know much about the inside story.
"Right, you don't know? They probably didn't have a spiritual beast yet. He didn't know how they did it, but the clan's Jounin probably had a Ninja Cat to pass on information.”
The plump man muttered. He didn't expect that there would be people who didn't have a spiritual beast.
Huang smiled and said nothing, revealing a mysterious aura.
"Then don't talk nonsense later. Recently, the clansmen have become more and more dissatisfied with the village. You're still so young. Don't get picked!”
"Draw? What for?"
Huang's eyes flashed as he asked.
This fatty's intelligence department knew a lot of insider information.
"I'm not sure. Some time ago, the clan lost quite a number of clansmen in a mission. It should be that the clan leader plans to make trouble for the third generation Naruto. In any case, I feel that the possibility of winning against the village is very small. If this stalemate continued, it would lead to greater conflict sooner or later.”
"Damn fatty, shut up!"
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out. A clansman in front of the fatty suddenly stood up and punched the round fatty.
Huang's expression did not change. With a shake of his hand, the hilt of his sword flew out to block the fist. Half of the blade was still in the scabbard.
"It's rude to interrupt someone.”
Huang warned coldly.
He could tell that the fatty in front of him should belong to the extremely rare type of rational person.
He was so fat and yet he was still a Jounin. He must have some ability.
Yes, this was an intuition.
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