Chapter 708: But Lian Ye really calls Tuan Zang like that…

"Hashirama, I've been waiting for you forever."

Late at night, in the mountains.

Madara Uchiha leaned against a tree, his tone gentle as he looked at his close friend.

The bright moonlight poured down, reflecting Madara's handsome face.

Senju Hashirama had been delayed earlier, and arriving fashionably late, he noticed the smile at his friend's mouth corner and was momentarily stunned.

Madara was no longer the cold, perpetually sour‑faced friend he used to be.

It seems time and environment truly can change a person.

In the past, Madara had no one around him, but now he is accompanied by many.

He, Lian Ye, Quan Nai, and I'm not sure whether Feijian counts…

"Why are you staring at me?"

Madara Uchiha noticed his friend constantly staring at him and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

What is Hashirama doing now?

Senju Hashirama snapped back to attention at the words, scratching his head a bit embarrassedly.

"Haha, it's nothing..."

He wouldn't dare admit that he had just been thinking how much you've changed over the years!

"Alright, let's find a cave to stay in."

Madara Uchiha saw that it was getting late and stopped lingering over the matter.

Senju Hashirama nodded at the suggestion and hurried to follow his friend.

His heart was a little excited.

Great! He could live in a cave with Madara again!

Even after many years, he still couldn't forget the decades they lived together.

If possible, he wishes time could stay at this moment forever!

"Do you want to eat Grilled Fish?"

Madara Uchiha passed by the riverbank, then suddenly turned around to ask.

Senju Hashirama was lost in memories of their past life, and didn't expect Madara to suddenly stop and turn; a moment's inattention caused the two to bump into each other.

"What are you doing, you guy?"

Madara Uchiha's face darkened, his tone not very pleasant.

His Height wasn't as tall as Hashirama's, and he didn't lift his head when turning.

Resulting in his forehead hitting the bridge of Hashirama's nose...

"Hahaha, sorry, I just spaced out."

Senju Hashirama felt a bit embarrassed; he truly hadn't intentionally walked without looking at the road.

Who would have known Madara, walking fine, would suddenly stop!

He can't be blamed for this!

Suddenly, he felt a warm sensation between his nostrils.

Senju Hashirama instinctively touched his nose and found his palm soaked with fresh blood.

It turned out to be a nosebleed.

"Madara, your forehead is too hard!"

He simply sniffed, and the nosebleed stopped quickly.

Madara Uchiha: "..."

Fine, given the other's nosebleed, he decided not to dwell on what just happened.

Anyway, that guy is never easy on anyone all day.

"Wash your face; it's all blood."

Madara Uchiha said that, then began catching fish.

He originally wanted to ask Hashirama's opinion, but now it seemed unnecessary.

He will make Grilled Fish; eat it if you like!

Senju Hashirama smiled at the sight, squatted by the river to clean his nosebleed.

Soon, the two packed up and found a cave to stay in.

By the campfire, Madara Uchiha carefully grilled the fish, while Senju Hashirama sat opposite, silently watching.

"Madara, are we really not going out to have a look?"

When they arrived in this timeline, they found themselves in a deep forest; the two had been staying in the woods for several days with no plans to leave.

Senju Hashirama, worried Madara might be bored, asked for his opinion.

"Not interested."

Madara Uchiha shook his head; he knew everything he needed to know.

Indeed, there was no need to go out to assess the situation.

Having that time, they'd rather stay in the forest for a while, and leave this timeline when the moment is right.

It just so happened they hadn't lived in the mountains for a long time.

Mainly it's the feeling of being undisturbed, fully relaxed.

In the past, although they sometimes lived in caves, Quan Nai and Feijian stayed in nearby tents.

There was never the atmosphere of the two of them being together!

"Hehehe..."

Senju Hashirama heard it and chuckled foolishly; in truth he also didn't want to go out.

Since Madara's thoughts were the same as his, they decided to stay in the forest.

The two slowly ate Grilled Fish, chatting here and there.

After the meal, Senju Hashirama used Wood Release to create two wooden beds, and the two lay on them to rest.

In the latter part of the night, the sound of fighting came from afar.

Senju Hashirama and Madara Uchiha opened their eyes at the same time, yet they stayed in bed with no mind for the spectacle.

They just hoped the combatants would leave; they didn't want to meddle, and they were savoring the hard‑won peace, not wanting some trivial matter to spoil their mood.

The fighting sounds quickly faded.

Just as the two closed their eyes again, preparing to wash up and sleep,

a footstep rang from outside the cave!

Senju Hashirama and Madara Uchiha simultaneously sat up, their gazes falling on the entrance.

Soon, a blood‑splattered white‑haired youth entered, clutching his injured arm.

"Feijian?!"

The moment Senju Hashirama saw the newcomer, he was stunned and blurted out instinctively.

The Qianshou Feijian, looking about twelve or thirteen, was also taken aback by the presence of others in the cave.

Because his injuries were severe, his bodily functions were declining.

After the battle he only wanted a place to treat his wounds, so he hadn't sensed anyone inside the cave at all.

Otherwise he wouldn't have come in.

Most importantly, the cave not only had people inside, but those people even called his name!

"Who are you?!"

Qianshou Feijian, ignoring his injuries, gripped his Tachi and stared warily at the two.

In his current condition, if the other side were hostile, he might meet his end here.

Madara Uchiha said nothing and simply lay back on the bed.

How unlucky—they had all tucked themselves into a corner, yet Qianshou Feijian still lingered like a restless spirit.

Senju Hashirama noticed his close friend's actions, smiled, and said,

"We mean you no harm; we are just staying in this cave to escape the war. If you don't mind, you can stay here until your wounds heal and then leave."

In the past, Qianshou Feijian would never have agreed.

He isn't the type to entrust his own life to others.

Yet looking at Senju Hashirama before him, he vaguely saw his older brother grown up, and inexplicably nodded without refusing.

To be honest, Qianshou Feijian regretted his nod the moment it left his lips.

What on earth was he doing just now…

He actually agreed to convalesce in a stranger's cave!

If the other party harbored ill intent, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Haha, then you can sleep in my bed tonight; my friend and I will just squeeze together."

Senju Hashirama didn't notice Feijian's expression, but cheerfully handed the bed over to Feijian.

They then lay on Madara's bed.

Madara Uchiha: "……"

Hashirama, what the hell is this bastard doing!

Letting Qianshou Feijian stay in the cave to heal is one thing, but giving his own bed to him and then crowding onto the same bed—

"Madara, we'll make do for one night, and remake a bed tomorrow."

"Bastard, don't call me with such disgusting terms!"

Madara Uchiha instantly flared up, kicking Senju Hashirama off the bed.

"Disgusting?"

Senju Hashirama rubbed his butt, clearly feeling aggrieved, and said,

"But Lian Ye calls Tuan Cang that way…"

He didn't want to reveal his identity in front of Feijian, so he planned to use a different name before Feijian.

He just didn't expect Madara's reaction to be that big…

Qianshou Feijian, who was staunching his wound, instinctively overreacted.

"You keep going, you don't need to worry about me!"

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ps: I rested a whole day yesterday; did you miss me! I really didn't have any drafts, otherwise I wouldn't have taken leave, eee…