Chapter 4: Offering Unwarranted Courtesy

After dinner.

Lian Ye walked toward his own room without saying a word.

Perhaps it's the Original Body's personality at fault; Lian Ye can't grovel to Feijian like that.

On the contrary, he instinctively despises the other…

After all, the Original Body's parents were killed by the Senju Clan!

The hatred between them is precisely the root of the two clans' war.

Feijian's face went black, and he said coldly, "Uchiha Xiao Gui, can't you wash the dishes?"

Lian Ye waved his hand indifferently, not even turning his head, and said, "Uncle, your cooking is that terrible, and you still want me to wash the dishes? Dream on!"

Feijian instantly flared up, losing his usual composure, and shouted, "Uchiha Xiao Gui, what do you mean!"

He admitted his cooking wasn't great, but it wasn't that terrible; this Uchiha Xiao Gui was definitely picking a fight on purpose!

The Uchiha Clan guys are the most detestable, and even Uchiha Xiao Gui is no exception!

Lian Ye turned his head, looking at the other's raging expression, and said wordlessly, "Fine, fine, I'll wash the dishes today." His tone was like coaxing a child.

He said it offhand, why is he getting so worked up?

They're already grown adults, yet they still can't control their temper…

Feijian: "???"

He stared blankly as Lian Ye carried the dishes from the table toward the kitchen, his mind repeatedly replaying Lian Ye's words.

After a while, he finally came to his senses, embarrassedly watching Lian Ye's small figure bustling in the kitchen.

Feijian thought, was I just comforted by a Uchiha Xiao Gui just now?!

The sink was a bit high, and Lian Ye's height was a pitiful 1.2 m, so he couldn't reach it without standing on a chair to wash the dishes properly.

That's the real reason he didn't want to wash the dishes…

Lian Ye finished washing the dishes, wiped his hands with a towel, and walked into the living room.

At that moment, Feijian was pretentiously looking at the book in his hands.

Seeing Lian Ye arrive, he didn't even look up and said, "Once you're done, you can go back to your room."

Lian Ye ignored him, curled his lip, and disdainfully said:

"Bai Mao Da Shu, your cooking skills are beyond description; from now on I'll cook, and you wash the dishes."

Feijian lifted his head, looked at Lian Ye, his eyes full of doubt.

"You can actually cook?"

Just recently this kid claimed he couldn't cook, and now he says he'll cook.

Heh, truly the Uchiha Clan's Uchiha Xiao Gui!

Really good at playing mind games!

"I hadn't planned to cook… but I have no choice; your food is just too terrible, so I have to do it." Lian Ye sighed.

Feijian's cooking was indeed poor, even worse than his.

"Fine, I don't like chili peppers," Feijian said. "From now on, no chili in the dishes."

"Who's to say? I'll put chili, eat it or not." Lian Ye curled his lip and walked toward his room.

Feijian's mouth twitched as he watched Lian Ye's departing back, fuming greatly.

"Damned Uchiha Xiao Gui!"

If it weren't for the older brother's pressure, would he have taken in this Uchiha Xiao Gui?

"No, he must persuade the older brother!"

As the words fell, Feijian's figure instantly vanished from the spot.

After Lian Ye returned to his room, he didn't rush to cultivate.

Having just finished eating, he needed a moment; he lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"My life was fine… how did Feijian end up adopting me?" Lian Ye said with a melancholy face.

He truly couldn't understand why those Uchiha guys would agree to this.

As a Transmigrator, Lian Ye knew that the war between the Uchiha and the Senju had lasted for over a thousand years, beginning in the Asura and Indra eras.

Against that backdrop, the Uchiha still agreed to be taken in by the Senju.

That's absurd, isn't it?

Even though Feijian wouldn't attack Lian Ye, he disliked this constantly monitored life.

With Feijian's old man's strength, spying on Lian Ye would be a piece of cake.

The thought of a future life with no privacy made Lian Ye feel a bit depressed.

"Fine, never mind, take it one step at a time."

Lian Ye rolled off the bed, sat cross‑legged on the floor, and began refining chakra.

As long as his own strength is sufficient, no one can trouble him.

With that thought, he threw himself wholeheartedly into the refinement.

Although Lian Ye is only six, his chakra volume already far exceeds that of same‑age Uchiha; if there were Ninjutsu to learn now, he would already be starting.

Lian Ye estimates that with his current chakra, releasing two C‑rank Ninjutsu is still easy.

He traversed the Ninja World without a system, relying solely on his own effort.

Perhaps because he's a Transmigrator, Lian Ye's physical and mental energy are far stronger than peers', and with an adult's soul, he naturally understands the importance of strength.

His demand for strength isn't high; having enough to protect himself is sufficient.

After Senju Hashirama's death, the first Ninja World War broke out shortly thereafter; even someone as strong as Feijian would die in that war, let alone Lian Ye…

The Uchiha are Konoha's great clan; if war truly erupts, they can't stay out of it and must charge into the front lines.

Not to mention that Lian Ye also has the status of being Qianshou Feijian's adopted son.

By then, even if he doesn't want to go, he'll be forced onto the battlefield.

Unless Lian Ye is a useless person with no ninja talent at all, who can only be an ordinary human.

The reality is that Lian Ye's ninja talent far exceeds his peers; as long as he works hard at cultivation, becoming a Jonin is practically a foregone conclusion, and even reaching Shadow-level isn't impossible.

Thinking that, Lian Ye cultivated even more earnestly.

We've already damn time‑traveled, and it's a god‑handed start; not training this talent would be a waste!

Not to mention punching Huiye—what about kicking?

When Qianshou Feijian returns, dejected and hanging his head, it will already be midnight.

Seeing the despondent hue on his face, one can tell the outcome without even thinking.

He argued with his older brother in the Hokage Office for several hours, his lips almost worn to the point of tearing.

But the older brother simply wouldn't relent, stubbornly demanding that he take care of Lian Ye until adulthood…

Qianshou Feijian felt as if the sky itself had collapsed.

In the afternoon, after only a short time with that Uchiha Xiao Gui, he was half‑dead with anger; the thought of having to spend another ten‑plus years with the guy made his breathing feel difficult.

"Damn little brat, I'm not doing well, and you don't think you'll be fine either!"

Qianshou Feijian's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something, and a mad grin spread across his face.

At a glance, there's nothing left to hold back.

He looked toward Lian Ye's room, saw the light still on, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

He entered the kitchen, and after a short while carried a cup of milk to Lian Ye's door, "Kid, open the door quickly!"

Lian Ye was cultivating inside, and upon hearing Qianshou Feijian's words, his face showed confusion.

At this late hour, what does Qianshou Feijian want from him?

With confusion, he opened the door.

He saw Qianshou Feijian holding a cup of hot milk in his hand, handing the milk to Lian Ye, "Finish the milk and rest early."

Lian Ye was a bit bewildered, not knowing what Qianshou Feijian was up to, why he would suddenly bring him milk; could it be that his conscience had awakened?

He instinctively took the milk and said thank you.

"Drink it quickly, I'll take the cup back," Qianshou Feijian urged.

Lian Ye said nothing, gulped down the milk, then returned the cup to him.

Qianshou Feijian took the cup and reminded, "Rest early."

Having said that, he turned and left.

Lian Ye watched Qianshou Feijian's departing back, his face puzzled: "What the heck is this old guy up to now?"

Offering unsolicited kindness, it's either treachery or theft.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out Qianshou Feijian's purpose.

Finally, he shook his head and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Maybe Qianshou Feijian's conscience had awakened…

Not long after Lian Ye fell asleep, Qianshou Feijian's figure appeared outside the window, revealing a faint, meaningful smile.

"Hehe, damn little brat!"