"That's right. Generally, I focused on observing. As for getting my hands dirty, I did indeed take the lives of several outsiders."
Uchiha Nobuhiko did not waste time over Chiba's question and answered directly.
Though this had opened up another line of conversation, it did not matter. He could sense the difference in the flow of time inside and outside this space. During the time they had spent talking, only an instant had passed outside.
If that instant could make his plan fail, then his plan had been far too dangerous to begin with. Failure would be no great loss.
He was a Reincarnator. He was not afraid of failure.
Besides, Taki Chiba was now in the palm of his hand. Perhaps others, after learning Taki Chiba's identity, would find him extraordinarily special and terrifying. Of course, Taki Chiba was indeed worthy of fear, but now that his life and death rested in his own hands, Uchiha Nobuhiko did not find him particularly special or frightening.
He was merely the most special among those special outsiders who had died by his hand.
The most special, yes, but in essence, he was still like those other outsiders.
He was someone Uchiha Nobuhiko would kill.
Previously, Taki Chiba had called this attitude arrogance. But so what if it was arrogance? He had the right to be arrogant! This was another truth he had learned after being reincarnated so many times.
The weak would always be prey to the strong! The strong truly could do whatever they pleased.
As for those tales of the weak defeating the strong, they were merely cases where the weak only appeared strong, and the strong only appeared weak! So what if he answered? So what if he opened another line of conversation?
What could stalling him for