"Heh, what a fine show this is."
Obito Uchiha appeared where Itachi Uchiha had been squatting moments ago.
With his arms folded across his chest, he silently watched what Itachi Uchiha was doing.
In only a short while, Itachi Uchiha's face and body had already been splattered with blood. Strands of blood hanging from his face slid down his cheeks, making those scarlet Sharingan look even more sinister.
Knock, knock, knock!
Covered in blood, Itachi Uchiha walked out of a courtyard and knocked on the neighboring door.
"Is Xiao Yue back?"
A delighted voice came from the other side of the door.
The door was quickly opened, and a kindly smiling face slowly appeared. The old woman's cheerful smile first froze when she saw Itachi Uchiha, then she cried out in alarm upon noticing the blood covering him.
"Itachi! Why are you covered in so much blood?"
"Are you hurt? Come in quickly, we have medicine for injuries at home."
The old woman immediately stepped aside to let Itachi Uchiha in, then turned around to call for her husband to fetch the medicine.
But just as she turned around, a longsword pierced through her chest.
The old woman blankly looked at the short length of blade protruding from her chest. It was covered in blood and gleamed with a cold glint beneath the moonlight. She wanted to warn her husband, but blood had already surged up from her throat, choking off her voice.
Before falling, the old woman struggled to turn her head, wanting one last look at the true culprit who had killed her. Yet all she saw were those emotionless Sharingan in the shadows.
Thank goodness Xiao Yue hadn't come back yet.
"Wife!"
A cry rang out as an old man emerged from the room, staring blankly at