Danzo gritted his teeth. "Shinji Uchiha, how dare you—"
Being a prisoner, with his life and death in the hands of the Uchiha, was something he had never imagined before. Yet now, this absurd scenario was unfolding openly before everyone's eyes.
Shinji said coolly, "Taking back the Sharingan that belongs to the Uchiha Clan is already so hard for you to accept?"
Danzo roared, "It's mine!"
Shisui's right eye was the trump card he had relied on to turn the tables. Now Shinji had taken it from him with ease. How could he possibly accept that?
"Is that so?" Shinji paused, then said, "Then you'd better get used to it soon, because before long, I'll take away everything you think belongs to you, one thing at a time!"
At the sight of Shinji's cold expression, Danzo's anger was instantly replaced by a fear that cut even deeper.
Because he now understood how Shinji intended to deal with him.
Wasn't this method of cornering someone step by step, leaving them nowhere to retreat until they could only flip the table, then wiping them out root and branch in the name of justice, exactly what he had done to the Uchiha Clan back then?
Glancing at Shisui's Mangekyō Sharingan in his hand, Shinji took out a small nutrient tank and placed the eye inside.
After putting it away, Shinji glanced at Danzo's right arm, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.
Danzo was horrified. "What are you going to do?"
Shinji said coolly, "If I remember correctly, you also transplanted a large number of our Uchiha Clan's Sharingan into your right arm! You're a prisoner who colluded with Orochimaru, so you have no right to possess these Sharingan. I'm temporarily confiscating them on behalf of the village."
"No!"
Danzo let out a