Chapter 227: You Have a Strange Aura

What should I have for breakfast?

The water in the sink gurgled as Lian Ye mechanically washed the last bowl, his mind pondering what to eat for breakfast.

A faint scent of dish soap lingered in the kitchen.

Ever since Qianshou Feijian, that old kid, became Hokage, the dishwashing has practically fallen on his shoulders.

Lian Ye planned to finish washing the dishes and then make breakfast.

Suddenly, his movement froze, and the bowl in his hand nearly slipped.

A chill crawled up his spine—

Someone was watching him from behind.

There must be someone at the door!

Who would dare intrude into the Hokage's home?

And he only just realized the approach now; the visitor is probably hostile!

Lian Ye spun around sharply, activating his Three Tomoe Sharingan, ready for battle.

Anyone who dares sneak into the Hokage's house in Konoha Village surely doesn't need an introduction, right?

They're probably assassins sent by another village!

The war barely ended, and these guys still haven't changed their murderous ways.

At the doorway stood two tall figures, sunlight streaming from behind them, casting long shadows on the floor.

The man on the left had long black hair, wore a black robe, and his black eyes stared at him calmly.

—Madara Uchiha!

The moment Lian Ye saw him, he instantly recognized Madara's identity.

Although, in the true sense, this was their first meeting, he still recognized the other's identity at a glance.

In his Original Body, he had only glimpsed Madara a few times at the Orphanage, and by the time he crossed over, Madara was already close to defecting.

The tall man on the right, with long hair and a gentle, weary smile, was it Senju Hashirama or someone else?

Lian Ye hadn't expected Uncle Hashirama could actually locate Madara Uchiha...

The Ninja World is vast, yet it only took two years—truly a testament to the blood ties between brothers.

"Uncle Hashirama... Lord Ban?!" Lian Ye's pupils suddenly contracted, his voice caught in his throat.

Konoha's Fake Death duo actually returned together.

Could Senju Hashirama have successfully persuaded Madara Uchiha to abandon the Moon's Eye project?

"Yo, Lian Ye!" Hashirama waved cheerfully, "Madara and I happened to pass by Konoha and thought we'd drop by to see you."

Hashirama scratched his head, laughing awkwardly: "Ahaha, long time no see, Lian Ye. You've grown a lot."

"Uncle Hashirama, it's true we haven't met in a long while," Lian Ye nodded in agreement.

Uncle Hashirama faked his death and left, and no word came after; those who didn't know assumed he died out there.

Two years passed without even a reply—truly generous of Senju Hashirama!

Shuihu Ayi lives in constant fear each day, never knowing whether her husband is still alive.

Madara Uchiha said nothing, merely appraising the boy before him with his indifferent eyes.

Is this the Uchiha child adopted by Feijian?

From this, it seems Hashirama didn't deceive him, and Feijian truly didn't mistreat him.

Only unclear where Feijian took him last night.

He didn't return until it was almost dawn...

Lian Ye felt Madara's gaze like that of a powerful beast, exuding an aura that warned strangers to stay away, making his whole body uneasy, every hair standing on end.

Is this really Madara Uchiha?

The pressure is truly overwhelming!

If Senju Hashirama weren't still standing here, he would worry Madara might strike him at any moment.

Now he finally understands why Qianshou Feijian is wary of Madara Uchiha.

That old kid would never allow such a powerful Uchiha to leave his watch.

After all, no one knows what he might do.

But Lian Ye knows that Feijian's distrust is what caused Madara Uchiha's disappointment with Konoha.

From any standpoint, this makes sense.

Madara Uchiha narrowed his eyes, "Kid, have you had enough of looking?"

His voice was deep and resonant, yet carried undeniable authority.

The kid's gaze had been fixed on him from the start, for how long now, without moving his eyes away.

"Sorry, Lord Ban," Lian Ye quickly averted his gaze, having been lost in thought and not noticing it.

"Hahaha, Madara, don't be angry; Lian Ye probably hasn't seen you in ages, which is why he's so flustered," Hashirama cheerfully tried to smooth things over.

As he said that, he laughed and patted Madara's shoulder, but Madara brushed it off, forcing him to sheepishly withdraw his hand.

Lian Ye turned his head away, pretending not to have seen the scene.

"Kid..." Madara Uchiha looked down at Lian Ye from above, then furrowed his brow: "You have a strange aura about you."

He couldn't tell why Lian Ye gave him the impression of not being a pure-blood Uchiha.

The feeling made him oddly uneasy, as if facing Qianshou Feijian.

If he hadn't just seen Lian Ye activate his Sharingan, he would have doubted the kid's Uchiha identity.

"Maybe it's... the dish soap scent?" Lian Ye pointed at the sink, explaining, "I just washed a lot of bowls..."

Senju Hashirama suddenly burst out laughing: "Madara, since when did you become interested in household chores?"

Madara Uchiha's mouth twitched; the two weren't talking about the same thing, and Hashirama ran over to join the fun.

He was only curious, with no intention of digging deeper.

It should be because he's spent a long time with Feijian, and has absorbed some of his aura.

Moreover, whether this kid's bloodline is pure or not has nothing to do with him; as long as it's not a cross between Senju and Uchiha, it's fine.

After a brief catch‑up, Senju Hashirama finally revealed the purpose of this trip…

"Lian Ye, I haven't tasted your cooking in ages; today make us a feast."

He has been thinking about Lian Ye's cooking for a long time.

Now that he's found Ban, he can bring his close friend back to try it.

He believes Ban will like Lian Ye's cooking.

After all, even Feijian can't stop praising his cooking!

"No problem, uncle." Lian Ye replied.

He thought Senju Hashirama and Madara Uchiha had some big matter for him.

Should I just cook for them together then?

Being a chef is what I'm best at.

Hashirama patted Ban's shoulder, smiling with his eyes narrowed to a slit, "Ban, you're in for a treat today."

Come to think of it, Ban hasn't tasted Lian Ye's cooking yet.

I can't wait to see his expression when he finally gets to eat the delicacy!

"Bored." Ban brushed away Hashirama's outstretched hand, snorted coldly: "Ninjas pursue power, not these trivialities."

What kind of delicacy hasn't he eaten over the years? He didn't even listen to Hashirama's words…

Those words were reminding Lian Ye that becoming stronger is the most important thing for a ninja.

"Lord Ban is right." Lian Ye naturally understood Ban's hint, smiled and said, "Please both of you wait in the living room for a moment; the meal will be ready soon."

"Ban, let's not disturb Lian Ye while he's cooking." Hashirama led Ban to the living room.

He now just wants to eat Lian Ye's dishes as quickly as possible.

Madara Uchiha just entered the living room, casually scanning the room's furnishings, and suddenly noticed the Wuku placed on the table.

His indifferent expression changed for the first time.