Chapter 527

"The Ninja World is so big; it's perfectly normal to have one or two people who look alike."

Just as Uchiha Izuna was frowning and pondering, Uchiha Gin, who had popped out of nowhere, patted him on the shoulder with a calm expression.

"For example, there's an actor named WYZ who looks 80% like me. Last time I went to the capital of the Land of Fire, it caused quite a misunderstanding. The main road was blocked solid, and the female onlookers, regardless of race or age, all convulsed until they fainted. After the chaos subsided, the ground on both sides of the main road was as wet as if it had rained heavily..."

"Big Cousin, that's enough."

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Distracted by Uchiha Gin, Uchiha Izuna didn't continue to delve into why the old man in front of him looked so familiar. Perhaps, as his big cousin said, he was just an ordinary person who looked very similar.

After all, that old man in his memory had sacrificed himself more than twenty years ago.

The elderly official from the Land of Waves, who was Uchiha Miao in simple disguise, exchanged a look with Uchiha Gin in the crowd without a trace, which counted as a greeting.

"Everyone, please follow me."

In the merchant team following Uchiha Miao, Uchiha Izuna, who always felt uncomfortable in his heart, asked his son beside him in a low voice.

"Fuyao, who is this old man?"

"Father, he is Master Sanshui, the National Teacher of the Land of Waves. He is a big shot in this country, second only to one and above ten thousand."

Due to close contact with the high-level officials of the Land of Waves in recent years, Uchiha Fuyao had made friends with many reasonable dignitaries, including the steady old man in front.

"National Teacher?"

Uchiha Izuna raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, not expecting the Daimyo of the Land of Waves to value their Uchiha Merchant Group so much that even the National Teacher was sent to welcome them.

"That's right, Master Sanshui is a wise elder. Not only is he knowledgeable, but he is also good at invention and creation. Many of the technologies in the Land of Waves came from his hands."

While speaking, a rare look of respect appeared on Uchiha Fuyao's face; it could be seen that he truly respected Master Sanshui.

"I didn't expect there to be two people in the world who look so alike."

Since the other party was the National Teacher of the Land of Waves, he must have nothing to do with Uchiha Miao, who died of illness in his memory.

Moreover, even if Elder Miao hadn't died of illness, he couldn't have lived until now; after all, no one can escape the ravages of time.

Soon, the group was brought into the towering and imposing Daimyo's mansion. Witnessing the golden and brilliant interior of the Daimyo's mansion, the look of amazement on Uchiha Izuna's face only increased.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how rich is this Land of Waves? The decoration is even more imposing than the Daimyo's mansion in the Land of Fire."

Uchiha Izuna complained sourly, forcibly pulling his gaze away from the golden walls beside him.

"Add one more charge to that old pervert: rich and unkind!"

While speaking, Uchiha Miao, who was leading the way, stopped in front of a large door. The two guards at the door saw this and immediately opened the door.

"The Daimyo only summons the three of you; others, please go to the side hall to rest."

Uchiha Miao stood at the door, his gaze sweeping over Uchiha Gin and the other two, and he spoke softly.

"Lord Izuna!"

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. You have traveled a long way, so you should also rest."

Signaling his clansmen behind him not to be excited, Uchiha Izuna shook his head and waved for them to leave first.

"Father, please stand up for me later!"

With his father as his backing, Uchiha Fuyao, stepping into the Daimyo's reception room again, swept away his previous caution and begged Uchiha Izuna to avenge him with a face full of eagerness.

"Clack!"

"Boom! ~"

As soon as they stepped in, they heard several loud noises in their ears. Uchiha Izuna's heart tightened, and he immediately struck a defensive posture.

"Be careful!"

As a result, the next moment, colorful ribbons fell from the sky. Uchiha Izuna looked at the ribbons of different colors at his feet, his face full of confusion.

"Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome..."

Before he could ask, the Land of Waves welcome team, which had been waiting in the reception room for a long time, drilled out. Seeing the welcome banner held high by everyone, Uchiha Izuna, who was shocked in his heart, frowned at this situation.

What kind of act is this?

"Fuyao, is this how people in the Land of Waves greet others?"

"No, it was very normal when I came before!"

Uchiha Fuyao, who was also frightened by the Land of Waves welcome team, turned his head and replied with a confused face.

Although he had been here many times, he had never encountered this kind of formation.

"Everyone, don't worry, this is a welcome party arranged by the Daimyo. Please take your seats."

Just as everyone was suspicious, the old man who had just led the way appeared like a ghost. Uchiha Izuna then discovered that a sumptuous banquet had already been set up in the reception room, with all kinds of delicacies.

"You guys are..."

Uchiha Izuna frowned tightly. For some reason, he always felt that the Land of Waves residents who came to welcome them had a sense of familiarity.

"Little Cousin, hurry up! The food is about to get cold~"

But before he could voice the doubts in his heart, a voice interrupted his thoughts. Uchiha Gin, who had sat at the table at some point, was urgently urging him to take his seat.

There was no other way; Uchiha Izuna had to suppress the doubts in his heart first, preparing to investigate carefully after dealing with the Daimyo of the Land of Waves.

"The Daimyo arrives!"

Just after sitting at the table for a while, several guards surrounded a round old man and walked in. Uchiha Izuna's gaze condensed, and the long-hidden killing intent appeared.

Good job, you old pervert, you finally showed your face!

"Eh?"

Uchiha Tajima, who was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of father and son recognizing each other, keenly felt a killing intent aimed at him. The expression on his smiling face stalled, and a trace of man-eating red light flashed in his tightly squinted eyes.

"Greetings, Daimyo~"

Uchiha Miao, disguised as the National Teacher, spoke first, and the people around followed. The sound of greetings one after another was endless.

"Lord Daimyo, I hope you are well."

The silent merchant group members appeared extremely abrupt among them. Uchiha Fuyao thought twice and still stepped forward to bow and salute. Uchiha Izuna did not follow suit; instead, he stared with a pair of scarlet eyes, curiously examining the old man who exuded an inexplicably familiar aura.

As for Uchiha Gin, he didn't even stand up and was still struggling to fight the food on the table, not forgetting his original intention because of his uncle's appearance.

"If you guys don't eat this Eight-Treasure Rice, I'm going to eat it~"

"Little Brother Fuyao, it's been a while since we last met; I really miss you."

Uchiha Tajima stepped forward with a smile, grabbed Uchiha Fuyao's hand very familiarly, and was overly enthusiastic.

"Uh..."

Being touched by such a greasy stranger, Uchiha Fuyao's self-restraint was enough to show that he didn't lose his temper on the spot.

Without a trace, he pulled his hand out of the Daimyo's fat hand, took a step back, and stood beside his father.

"Father, did you see that?"

The overly fiery gaze of the Daimyo of the Land of Waves made him feel uncomfortable. He had to prove to Uchiha Izuna that he was not lying; he had indeed been molested by the Daimyo of the Land of Waves.

"I saw it. I will avenge you now."

Although he had doubts, it was more important to get back at him for his son.

Uchiha Izuna immediately stepped forward, blocking between Uchiha Fuyao and the greasy Daimyo of the Land of Waves, looking down at the round old man in front of him with scarlet eyes.

"Hmph! So you're the old pervert who took advantage of my son?"

"Ha?"

On the other side, looking at his second son blocking in front of him, Uchiha Tajima didn't know how to explain it to the other party, and was speechless for a while. As a result, before he could speak, the other party's arrogant voice fell into his ears.

"Say that again, kid."

"Don't think you're amazing just because you're a Daimyo. If you provoke our Uchiha, you've kicked an iron plate."

Uchiha Izuna didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. For such an ordinary person who thought too highly of himself, one look could teach him to turn over a new leaf and be a new person.

The cold and obscure pupil power poured out instantly. He wanted to let the old pervert who coveted his son taste what extreme fear is.

"Regret your fate of not having a Sharingan!"

Uchiha Izuna, with a proud face, did not use his full strength. No matter how hateful the old pervert in front of him was, he was ultimately just an ordinary person with no power to truss a chicken; a small punishment would suffice.

"Father, just warn him a little; don't hurt his life."

Uchiha Fuyao behind him sensed the overflow of terrifying pupil power and instantly became nervous. The Land of Waves was an important partner of their Uchiha Merchant Group, and there was still a lot of capital not recovered. If they tore their faces with the Land of Waves now, the money their merchant group invested would be wasted.

"I have a sense of proportion."

Uchiha Izuna said without looking back, and Uchiha Fuyao let out a long sigh of relief.

"This is truly a case of fatherly kindness and filial piety~"

Uchiha Gin, who witnessed all this, chewed the sweet Eight-Treasure Rice in large mouthfuls, his gaze wandering back and forth between the father and son who were staring at each other for a while, and shook his head quite helplessly.

"Eh? Why hasn't the genjutsu taken effect yet?"

Uchiha Izuna, who used genjutsu with his Sharingan, blinked his dry eyes with some doubt after staring for a long time.

Even an ordinary Jonin couldn't last more than ten seconds under his genjutsu. Why did this white-haired, fat old man in front of him have no reaction at all?

"Father, are you okay?"

His son's questioning made Uchiha Izuna lose face, so he immediately increased the value of his pupil power again.

"Damn it, call me Daddy quickly!"

That's right, Uchiha Izuna, this rebellious son who defied the heavens, wanted to use the genjutsu power of the Sharingan to make the Daimyo of the Land of Waves call him Daddy in public to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Baka yaro! You rebellious son!"

As soon as the words fell, Uchiha Tajima, who was secretly using pupil power to resist the other party's genjutsu invasion, had blue veins bulging on his forehead. Powerful pupil power poured out, swallowing Uchiha Izuna, who had a look of astonishment.

"You are..."

A second before the surprise appeared on his face, the light in Uchiha Izuna's eyes suddenly extinguished. From those dim pupils, it could be seen that he had fallen into a genjutsu.

"Father!"

Uchiha Fuyao saw this and immediately flashed in front of Uchiha Izuna. Looking at his father's lost eyes, the alarm bells in his heart rang loudly. He backhanded and pulled out a kunai hidden in his sleeve, looking around with a guarded face.

"You ghost-playing guy, show yourself quickly!"

He would rather believe that someone was hiding in the dark and sneak-attacking his father than suspect that the round old man in front of him was the culprit behind Uchiha Izuna falling into a genjutsu.

"Relax, relax, don't be excited. Put the weapon away; it's not good to hurt the flowers and plants."

Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared beside the guarded Uchiha Fuyao. Uchiha Gin, holding half a bowl of Eight-Treasure Rice, comforted him with a smile, showing no tension at all.

"Big Cousin, Father, he..."

Uchiha Fuyao had no time to think about how Uchiha Gin touched his side. His palms holding the kunai were overflowing with sweat, and bean-sized beads of sweat hung on his forehead due to his tense emotions.

"This kid is asking for it; it's good to let him suffer a little."

Raising his hand to pat his big nephew on the shoulder, Uchiha Gin turned his head to look at Uchiha Izuna, who had no eyes, with an expression of hatred for iron not becoming steel.

"Big Cousin, you've also fallen into a genjutsu, right?"

Looking at Uchiha Gin, who was acting abnormally, Uchiha Fuyao only felt despair in his heart. The enemy lurking in the dark was truly capable, actually hypnotizing others without him knowing.

"Maybe this world is a genjutsu itself."

Uchiha Gin shook his head, swallowed the Eight-Treasure Rice in his hand in a few bites, then turned to look at the round old man with an unhappy face, and teased with a smile in the corners of his eyes.

"Uncle, are you surprised? Are you unexpected?"

"This brat, relying on his Mangekyo Sharingan to be so careless—it's fortunate he met me. If it were a real enemy, his kidneys would probably be gouged out."

Uchiha Tajima, who had completely shed his disguise, curled his lips, his gaze falling on his most beloved son, his eyes full of heartache.

He didn't expect that after he left, this kid hadn't made any progress. He had told him long ago to treat every enemy equally, otherwise, it would be a matter of time before he capsized in the gutter.

"You... you know each other?"

Uchiha Fuyao, who was still in the dark, looked at the two who were familiar with each other in surprise. After a short period of confusion, he asked in an uncertain voice.

"Fuyao, let me introduce you. He is your father's father."

Uchiha Gin turned his head upon hearing this, pulled Uchiha Fuyao over, pointed to the slightly angry old man in front of him, and introduced him thoughtfully.

"Ha? Didn't my grandfather sacrifice himself before I was born?"

Hearing this news for the first time, Uchiha Fuyao was full of disbelief. Although he had never met his grandfather, he had heard many heroic deeds of this previous clan leader from his elders.

Let's put it this way: if there were no grandfather, there would be no Uchiha Fuyao.

Uh... putting it this way, it seems there really is no problem.

After revealing his identity, Uchiha Tajima no longer concealed it. He closed his eyes and opened them, and the aura unique to the Sharingan was revealed. It was actually the peak of Kage level.

"A mere brat from the Senju family, how could he kill this old man? If it weren't for the sake of your big uncle at the time, how could I have chosen to fake my death and escape?" (End of chapter)