When Itachi entered the Uchiha clan, he rushed home without stopping to stop his father before the coup began.
When he had a choice, he had to at least protect his family.
Erit was ecstatic, especially when he saw that person.
Zhishui should not be dead yet.
Everything that had been falling vertically should have a chance to turn around!
Ever since he became a double agent for Koba and Uchiha, he had been tossing and turning in the dark.
At this final moment, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared.
Even if he still had to bear the responsibility in the future, he wanted to hold on to this trace of hope as much as possible.
Itachi still remembered the promise he made with Uchiha, but that was the person he contacted in private.
He wanted to hide this from Asuke, so he didn't mention it just now. The two of them dealing with so many people should be their limit.
After dissuading his father, he wanted to stop Uchiha himself.
This was all he could do.
Hatake Aosuke watched as Weitake's figure quickly disappeared before he put the mask back on his face.
After looking around, he dragged a stone table that was used for resting nearby to the front gate of the Uchiha clan and moved a chair over.
Aokuke sat down on the chair and looked at Zhi Shui.
"How is it?"
"Do you have the feeling that I'm the one who opened this road and planted this tree? If you want to pass through here, do you want to leave behind money to buy the road?”
Aosuke made a handsome gesture with his chin and raised his eyebrows at Zhishui.
Zhi Shui looked at his face and could barely make out that the blindfold moved. He guessed that he might have raised his eyebrows.
This string of words also left Zhi Shui at a loss.
Qigu Aosuke would often say some strange words. He spoke very quickly and had a certain rhythm.
He felt that this guy was very suitable to be a rapper.
Although Zhi Shui did not quite understand what he meant, he was already a level 10 expert in perfunctory words.
He nodded at Qigu Aosuke and commented.
"Not bad, it feels good."
The smile on Qimu Aoseke's face instantly widened, and his hand seemed to inadvertently point in a direction within the clans-ground.
Aosuke was already very familiar with using his six eyes to detect the enemy's situation.
Due to the limited range, he could not sense every inch of the Uchiha Clan's land.
However, as long as it caused some chaos among the people, the others would definitely join in.
"Yuxi! Go, Zhishui!"
"Take out their attitude of pursuing you relentlessly and deal with them!”
Zhi Shui could not help but chuckle, and his figure quickly disappeared from where he was.
Within a few minutes, a few loud bangs rang out from the place where Asuke had pointed.
Then, thick smoke billowed out of Uchiha's clan.
It was obvious that they had already started to get into a heated relationship.
Hatake Aosuke stared at the curtains with Uchiha's fan pattern on both sides. The breeze gently blew the two curtains.
"Please stop the coup. There are other ways to resolve the conflict!”
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Weasel knelt down in front of Fu Yue and said with a firm expression.
"No matter what, please do not leave the clans-land!”
All the clansmen in the room fell into silence, as if everyone had stopped breathing.
Fugawa hesitated for a moment. Weasel had never been a supporter of the coup.
However, before Itachi was confident, he never showed any obvious signs of protest.
Now that the coup was imminent, it was not like Weasel to suddenly stand up and protest.
Unless…he really had a solution to this problem.
Fuyue trusted Itachi enough. If it was the method that Itachi had decided on, it might really be able to turn the tide.
However, in this situation, he could not be too obvious.
After all, Weasel's identity and evaluation in the tribe were somewhat complicated.
Everyone in the room was staring at Fuyue and Weasel. They were not only looking at their family matters, but also Fuyue's family matters.
Fu Yue's every move would bring different opinions to the clan.
The clan had already broken their promise to Weasel. Even if it was just for show, as the clan leader, he had to convince everyone.
With a crisp sound, a palm print appeared on Weasel's face.
Fu Yue's hands trembled slightly as he berated Weasel.
"Why did you come back here?"
The pairs of eyes that were watching the show stared at the father and son in front of them with faint mockery.
The inaudible whispers were like flies around him.
Weasel had long understood that the people of his clan were already rotten and could not be saved.
He also knew better than anyone how difficult it was for his father as the clan leader. Even if his father was unwilling to do something, the clan members would watch and force him to do it.
Weasel lowered his eyes and said without even raising his head.
"Please don't go out."
"No matter what, please don't go out tonight.”
Weasel's every move was undoubtedly stimulating the radical faction in the tribe.
"Traitor!"
"You traitor! After Zhishui died, I felt that I couldn't trust this guy anymore!”
"Since you're unwilling, then we'll have to go out!”
The fanatical and radical faction that yearned for war immediately shouted.
Accompanied by the cheers of the radical party, a series of explosions suddenly came from outside the house.
The smell of gunpowder spread along with the airflow. The radical party instantly rose up and almost immediately determined that it was the betrayal of Itachi and the others.
Then, they swarmed out like a swarm of bees.
Fuyue and Mikoto were left behind to keep an eye on Weasel, in case he tipped off the village.
Only women, children, and some non-fanatics were left in the room.
In the brightly lit room, everyone was silent, waiting for the night to pass as soon as possible.
The crowd split into two teams after they left the door. A small group was responsible for checking the location of the explosion.
The other portion rushed straight for the entrance of the clan.
However, a group of people blocked the door and saw a strange man wearing a mask sitting in the middle of the door.
Under the pale moonlight, he sat at the entrance of the Uchiha clan.
It was as if he wanted to stop all of them by himself.
They had thought that Weasel would bring them all kinds of enemies, but it should not be just one person.
He was tall and slim, looking to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.
The noise instantly fell silent, and the crowd stopped as if someone had pressed the stop button.
The stone table seemed to have completely divided the inside and outside into two parts.
Aosuke exchanged glances with the crowd that had suddenly quieted down for a second. He tilted his head playfully and spoke in a straightforward manner.
"Oh! There are so many people. I didn't know that Uchiha had so many people.”
"However, didn't I tell you not to come out when fighting seven people alone?”
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