Senju Tobirama, I Will Dig Up Your Grave and Whip Your Corpse!

"How dare you! What does a six-year-old brat like you know?!"

Fugaku, shocked and enraged, berated him sharply, while secretly thinking to himself: Fortunately, the future of the Uchiha won't fall into the hands of such a radical faction, or in a few years, they'll be heading for ruin!

Just as the other elders were about to reprimand him, a sound of a cane tapping on the wooden floor echoed from a corner.

"Thump."

All eyes quieted down and turned uniformly towards that corner.

Sitting there was Uchiha Setsuna!

A ruthless man who dared to assassinate the Second Hokage! Even though he was now suffering from an old illness and his heroic days were behind him, no one dared to underestimate his authority!

Uchiha Setsuna coldly swept his gaze over the elders, who were now as silent as cicadas in winter, and let out a dismissive snort.

Seeing everyone lower their heads, he then turned his gaze towards Sen, who was preparing to leave, and slowly spoke:

"Brat, you're interesting. You remind me of your grandfather!"

Sen turned back upon hearing the voice and carefully observed this legendary figure.

Uchiha Setsuna, if he hadn't failed in his assassination attempt on Senju Tobirama back then and been imprisoned for a full ten years, the position of Uchiha clan leader would undoubtedly have been his.

If he had rallied them, the hawk faction's talented youths within the clan would have undoubtedly flocked to his banner.

Alas, even heroes grow old.

At this moment, Uchiha Setsuna needed to rely on his cane just to stand up.

He leaned on his cane, shakily got to his feet, and without even looking at the current clan head, directly stated:

"Since this young fellow doesn't want to join Fugaku's team, I, an old man, will mentor the descendant of an old friend. There should be no problem with that, right?"

Uchiha Sōgaku dared not utter a single word of refusal and quickly bowed, saying, "Everything will be as Setsuna-senpai arranges."

Uchiha Setsuna no longer paid attention to him and slowly walked towards the main door. As he passed Sen, he left behind only three words: "Follow me."

Sen, filled with curiosity about the "grandfather" who had just been mentioned, silently followed.

The two arrived at a small courtyard. The courtyard was pitifully small, with almost no extra space beyond a reception hall.

The two guards standing at the entrance seemed somewhat "luxurious" and out of place.

It was hard to imagine that the residence of a Great Elder would be so simple.

The two sat down in the courtyard. After attendants served tea and the guards withdrew, Uchiha Setsuna slowly began to speak, his voice carrying a hint of weariness:

"There are some things I originally didn't want to bring up again. But seeing your performance today, I am very gratified. I thought the backbone of our Uchiha had long been broken by those people."

Sen, who already admired the elder's courage, felt his good impression grow even stronger upon seeing his modest dwelling.

A Great Elder who was not greedy for power and who dared to fight was a rarity among the Uchiha clan.

"You mentioned my grandfather just now, could you elaborate?" Sen asked.

A flicker of sharpness flashed in Uchiha Setsuna's cloudy eyes, as if returning to those glorious years:

"You know I attacked Senju Tobirama back then, right?" Seeing Sen nod, he continued, "When the sneak attack failed, I should have been executed. But it was your grandfather, my best brother, who stepped forward and took full responsibility, saying he was the mastermind. That's how I escaped death and was only sentenced to imprisonment."

Sen's heart stirred; he hadn't expected such a hidden truth.

Recalling the incident, Uchiha Setsuna's face was filled with anger, and his voice began to tremble:

"Do you think that hypocrite Senju Tobirama would let it go at that? During the more than ten years I was imprisoned, my son, my daughter, all sacrificed in so-called 'missions'! My only grandson was also inexplicably bitten to death by a poisonous snake!"

He slammed the table, and his final words resounded like thunder in Sen's mind: "Not a single person involved in that operation back then escaped unscathed! Including your parents, they all died in a damned 'accidental mission'!"

The amount of information was overwhelming. Even though Sen had only a vague impression of his parents in this world, it took him a long time to digest this earth-shattering secret.

But he quickly grasped the key point: could all of this be mere coincidence?

After all, sacrifices were common when ninjas carried out missions.

He tentatively asked, "Senior, how can you be sure... that all of this is true?"

Uchiha Setsuna picked up his teacup, forcibly suppressing his anger:

"At first, I also thought it was a coincidence. But when Sarutobi Hiruzen, that brat, released me, he actually said to me with fake sympathy, 'I'm truly sorry so many things have happened.' Wasn't that an implicit confession?"

He put down the teacup, his eyes full of self-mockery and sorrow: "Moreover, the fact that they dared to let me out is the best evidence. Because they felt that this old bone of mine could no longer... threaten them."

Sen fell silent.

Considering Senju Tobirama's hatred for the Uchiha, and the political maneuvering Sarutobi Hiruzen needed to win hearts and minds upon taking office, it was highly probable that all of this was true.

"Then..."

Seeing Sen's solemn expression, Uchiha Setsuna interrupted him, patted his shoulder, and said, "It's all in the past. Don't carry all the pressure on yourself; it will crush you."

Sen's face was grave, as his goals were indeed rather complex:

"Then should I find some time to dig up Senju Tobirama and desecrate his grave?"

"Pfft--cough cough!"

Uchiha Setsuna spat out a mouthful of tea, and the hand patting Sen's shoulder froze mid-air.

A few seconds later, he burst into earth-shattering laughter:

"Hahaha! Good kid! You really dare to say that!"

After laughing, he shook his head with satisfaction. "I don't expect you to actually do it. However, since you are the descendant of an old friend, if you need anything with your training, this old bone can still help you."

After all, the other party was only six years old. So-called "school geniuses" were nothing more than carp leaping over the dragon gate –

Most were fleeting like the epiphyllum, how many could truly become dragons?

Uchiha Setsuna didn't know the other party's thoughts and immediately seized the opportunity. "What I need most right now is ninjutsu. The clan's ninjutsu scrolls are too expensive. I've saved for so long, and I've only learned the Great Fireball.

Also, I want to find a strong person to spar with to gain practical combat experience."

This was his real goal: to find someone to fight against and earn rewards from the system's entries!

Uchiha Setsuna listened and, without thinking, untied a token from his waist and casually tossed it onto the table.

He then shouted towards the door, and a guard immediately walked in.

"This is my guard, Uchiha Hikaru. He's quite skilled within the clan. If you need to spar in the future, feel free to come find him anytime."

Uchiha Setsuna looked at the ancient token on the table, his heart burning with excitement. This was the Great Elder's token!

With it, let alone learning a few ninjutsu, even if you said you wanted to burn down the Hokage building, people would stop and consider it.

Looking at Uchiha Hikaru, he was only about thirty years old, with eyes as calm as a knife, and wearing a neat security force uniform. Being the Great Elder's personal guard, his strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.

"You two, spar a bit so I can see." Uchiha Setsuna became interested.

Uchiha Setsuna knew this was a test for him and, without any stage fright, walked into the courtyard with Uchiha Hikaru.

Uchiha Hikaru took his stance and said calmly, "When you're ready, let's begin. It's just a test, don't worry about winning or losing."

In his opinion, this was just a sparring session. The opponent was only a six-year-old student, barely reaching his waist. How strong could he be?

At this moment, Uchiha Setsuna nodded. Now was not the time to play the role of a weakling.

"Boom!"

Chakra erupted from his feet, and he shot out like a cannonball, leaving a shallow pit in the sand!

Uchiha Hikaru's eyebrows shot up. This speed was already comparable to an ordinary Genin!

However, what surprised him even more was yet to come.

Uchiha Setsuna's punches were powerful, each carrying a wind that tore through the air. When he occasionally blocked a punch head-on, his entire arm would go numb from the impact.

How much chakra and stamina did this kid have to support such a fierce barrage of attacks?

Uchiha Setsuna was also frustrated.

He relied on his abundant chakra, using a large amount with every attack. This was his tried-and-true method against others, but now, Uchiha Hikaru seemed to easily defuse them all, his attacks sinking into him like a stone into the sea.

It seemed he had to take a risky gamble.