That night, because the training ground was packed today, Sasuke had waited a long time before it was finally his turn. Still, having a fairly skilled jonin guide him in Fire Release training had produced excellent results.
Unfortunately, he still hadn't been able to train with Naruto today. That disappointed him greatly. Naruto was starting to feel like his brother—always too busy to train with him.
When Sasuke arrived at the entrance to the clan compound, he discovered that the street was completely deserted. Usually, Uncle Teshao would always be sitting outside the general store.
Curious, Sasuke went over for a look, but his eyes suddenly widened. The pungent stench of blood made him want to vomit, while the bodies of Uncle Teshao and Aunt Jing filled him with fear.
Sasuke backed away step by step, then fled toward home as if running for his life. Along the way, that nauseating smell of blood lingered beneath his nose, and he seemed to hear the sounds of fighting and slaughter coming from afar.
Sasuke ignored everything else. He only wanted to get home as quickly as possible and tell his parents what had happened to Uncle Teshao and the others.
When he reached the door, he panicked and shoved it open as he rushed inside.
"Dad! Mom! There's so much blood outside! Uncle Teshao and Aunt Jing, they..."
Before he could finish speaking, the moment he pushed open the door, the pungent smell of blood hit him head-on.
Sasuke stared blankly ahead, unable to believe what he was seeing.
The once simple and tidy living room had been stained with blood. His father lay sprawled on the floor, blood continuously flowing from his body.
And his most beloved brother stood in the middle of the room, holding a long blade, bathed