"What is it?"
As concise as ever, Uchiha Madara did not even raise his eyelids.
"It's about Higashino Shinichi!"
White Zetsu spoke with a grin, unable to conceal the excitement in its voice.
Uchiha Madara sighed inwardly. Just as expected.
To be honest, he had never understood why White Zetsu cared so much about that boy named Higashino Shinichi.
Every time it returned from gathering intelligence, it always reported news about him first, as though it were something of immense importance.
But after all these years, Uchiha Madara had grown accustomed to it.
From his initial annoyance and impatience to his current attitude of listening without much concern.
After all, in this pitch-black underground cavern, there was nothing else to do besides stare blankly into space and reminisce about the past.
"Speak."
"Higashino Shinichi is going to establish a society soon, in a few days..." White Zetsu began excitedly, but suddenly stopped halfway through. As though it had remembered something even more amusing, it deliberately drew out its words and smiled meaningfully. "Oh, right, Lord Madara. These past few days, I saw your name written on lots of notices along Konoha's streets."
Hm?
Uchiha Madara finally raised his eyelids.
His name had appeared on Konoha's streets?
Written on public notice boards?
How was that possible?
Ever since the day he left Konoha, his name had been deliberately downplayed and avoided by Konoha's officials, quietly erased from nearly every public record.
He was not in textbooks, not on memorials. Even the history of how he and Hashirama had founded Konoha together had long since been blurred into a vague outline through generations of silence and evasion.
Even Uchiha descendants now spoke his name as though treading on thin ice, let alone plastering it across street notices.
And now it could actually