"Did you see that?"
An Uchiha watched the two villagers leave in high spirits and chuckled. "Same result, yet those two villagers are now filled with gratitude toward the Uchiha."
"Why?" another Uchiha asked curiously. "Hyōmaru, wouldn't it have saved more time if you'd helped him find his things from the start?"
"Wrong, completely wrong!"
Uchiha Hyōmaru sneered. "This comes down to one word."
"What word?"
"Cheap!"
"What does that mean?"
That Uchiha looked even more confused.
"Hmph! You don't understand? Then think it over slowly." Uchiha Hyōmaru snorted. "Once you figure it out, you'll understand why Lord Kazuna uses me instead of you."
"Lord Kazuna beat you up before!"
"That was Lord Kazuna teaching me ninjutsu!"
"Lord Kazuna beat you until you cried!"
"Bullshit, I was moved!"
"Oh!" the Uchiha said with a smile. "So moved that you cried your eyes out and wailed for your parents, huh?"
"Hahaha!" The other Uchiha burst into laughter.
"Damn it!" Uchiha Hyōmaru cursed furiously.
The Uchiha had begun to change.
They had become lazier than before.
They rarely handled practical matters anymore.
Yet their reputation kept rising.
It was a very peculiar process.
The Uchiha of the past had been arrogant, sharp-tongued, and provocative in both word and deed. Whenever they fought, they often beat people severely.
When they arrested someone, they showed no mercy at all. If you committed an offense, they arrested you.
Plead for mercy?
Who the hell were you?
Why should I do you a favor? Keep talking nonsense, and I'll arrest you too!
Cry?
What good would crying do? Even if you cried yourself to death, I'd still arrest you!
Thus, dissatisfied and even hateful gazes began to gather around the Uchiha.
The Uchiha did not care in the slightest.
Did the proud Uchiha need your