Not, Who's the Hokage?

Everyone was staring at the Uchiha Clan?

Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Itachi's expressions shifted slightly. What did that mean? Just how many people were watching the Uchiha Clan?

Right now, the relationship between the Uchiha Clan and the village was already extremely sensitive.

If they made even more enemies, it would undoubtedly have an even worse impact on the Uchiha Clan.

"Hyuga Hiashi, what exactly do you know?"

Uchiha Fugaku could no longer hold back and couldn't help asking:

"What do you mean by 'the entire Konoha is staring at the Uchiha Clan'?"

He looked out the window, feeling as if countless dangers lurked beneath the bright sunlight, as though any move from the Uchiha Clan would cause countless enemies to spring forth and annihilate them.

Countless thoughts tangled in Fugaku's mind, like a mess of black threads leaving him utterly confused.

The Hyuga Clan possessed the Byakugan and were unquestionably the vanguard scouts. As the clan head, his words could never be baseless!

Thinking of this.

His heart was completely unsettled.

"It's just the literal meaning."

Hyuga Hiashi was very satisfied with Uchiha Fugaku's current panic, as if this could erase the shame of his earlier defeat to Uchiha Siming.

The corner of his mouth curled slightly, but he spoke with a righteous tone:

"Don't overthink it, Clan Head Fugaku. It's not just the Uchiha Clan—even our Hyuga Clan is under everyone's watch in the village. As major clans, we naturally have to set an example."

His words were cloaked in moral authority.

Uchiha Fugaku curled his lip.

Damn it!

That same sanctimonious talk again. What he hated most was the Hyuga Clan's hypocritical face, but... Hyuga Hiashi's words definitely had deeper meaning!

What was it!

The more he thought, the angrier he got, wishing he could hit Hiashi with an Illusion Technique right now!

"Heh."

At that moment, Uchiha Siming let out a sneer from the side, as if he'd heard something ridiculous.

"Isn't it just Shimura Danzō planning to target our Uchiha Clan? Why doesn't he come out himself?"

"Hiashi, you've been used as a pawn, and you're proud of it?"

He looked at him like he was an idiot.

For real.

If Fugaku actually got angry, a Mangekyo would take you out. Used as a chess piece by Shimura Danzō, and you're still grinning like a fool.

"???"

Hyuga Hiashi's expression turned horrified, his face suddenly changing as his heart pounded wildly.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I never said that."

No way.

Was Uchiha Siming possessed?

How did he know everything!

Hyuga Hiashi fled in panic, but his reaction made Fugaku and the others instantly understand—oh, so it really was related to Shimura Danzō.

"Ahem."

Hiruzen Sarutobi coughed twice, finding it absurd. Hyuga Hiashi had struck first, nearly driving Uchiha Fugaku mad, but then Uchiha Siming stepped in and shut Hiashi down completely.

Mm!

Sure enough, Siming had high political acumen!

He coughed again: "Since that's the case, let's end this here. Everyone, go back!"

He'd watched long enough and was tired, okay.

"Yes, Lord Hokage."

Uchiha Fugaku breathed a sigh of relief. Finally over. He looked at Siming with gratitude in his eyes—if not for him, he didn't know how far today's situation might have spiraled out of control.

Then he saw Siming walk over to Hiruzen Sarutobi and speak:

"Wait a moment, Lord Hokage."

Fugaku's heart immediately jumped!

Siming's gaze met Hiruzen Sarutobi's directly: "Third Lord, you've always asked us about the Will of Fire. Today, I want to ask you—what is your Will of Fire?"

As he spoke, he pressed his palms together.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was completely dumbfounded: "???"

Wait.

Was the world upside down?

He.

Hiruzen Sarutobi of Konoha, the Ninja Hero! Was actually being questioned about the Will of Fire by a fifteen-year-old Uchiha brat? It was just that, for some reason, the moment he saw Siming clasp his hands together, his heart started pounding. Before, he always clasped his hands behind his back.

This time, why was he clasping them in front of everyone?

"Siming, who's the Hokage here, you or me? But since you asked, I can tell you clearly."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he ground his teeth:

"I will uphold the Will of Fire with my own life. When the village is in danger, I will protect Konoha with my life, just like the Fourth Hokage!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze was firm, without any hesitation, completely from the heart.

"Then what if you had to kill Orochimaru?"

"..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze froze, as if he had returned to the decades-old past. For a moment, he found it hard to answer.

"Let me rephrase."

Uchiha Siming continued:

"What if, say, the one who betrays the village later is Shimura Danzō, and you had to kill Shimura Danzō?"

A fatal blow.

It struck straight into the depths of Hiruzen Sarutobi's heart. His breathing suddenly became short, his murky eyes flickered, and he could no longer answer with the same firm will as before.

Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Itachi beside him were stunned, their eyes darting to the window.

Bro.

You dare to ask, and we don't even dare to listen!

At the same time, a hint of satisfaction rose in Uchiha Fugaku's heart. Heaven knew what the Uchiha Clan had been reduced to over the years under Shimura Danzō's oppression—framed, bullied, even forced to move.

Now they were being pushed to the point of rebellion.

But today, the inarticulate Uchiha Clan finally had a spokesperson as fierce as an eagle!

Fugaku felt as if he had seen the light!

"Hokage-sama, if that day ever comes, I hope you make the right choice."

Uchiha Siming finished speaking, lowered his clasped hands, and strode out of the Uchiha compound with large steps. Fugaku and Itachi exchanged a glance and quickly followed behind, feeling like students who hadn't even graduated from the ninja academy in Siming's presence.

In a daze.

Fugaku had an illusion: "Itachi, don't you think Siming seems more like the Uchiha Clan's leader?"

"Don't say that, Father."

Uchiha Itachi was silent for a moment. He had felt that way for a long time; his taciturn father was really not fit to be the clan leader.

Otherwise, he himself might have been almost led astray.

Looking at his son's pained expression, Fugaku fell silent.

Damn.

His dignity as a father seemed to have shattered.

Inside the Hokage's office.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze drifted, his murky eyes trembling slightly, as if caught in a whirlpool of memories.

"No, I won't let the same thing happen again. Back then, with Orochimaru, I just... slipped up for a moment."

On the other side.

Uchiha Siming didn't go straight home. He bought a bunch of food and headed to a shabby two-story building.

He hadn't forgotten he still had a mission.

[Mission: Help Naruto establish correct values.]

[Mission Reward: One Random Draw.]

A figure from the Anbu in the shadows let out a sharp screech, appearing instantly in front of Uchiha Siming, as alert as if facing a criminal:

"Uchiha Siming, what are you doing now?! Don't you know the Uchiha Clan isn't allowed near the Nine-Tails?!"

"Go play somewhere else!"

Uchiha Siming's eyes shifted, a crimson flash passing through.

The Anbu fell into a dazed confusion and walked away on his own.

"I'm teaching a kid from my own village, and I need to report to you?"