Uchiha Madara did not answer that question. It was as if he could listen if Yuan wanted to talk, but it did not matter if he did not.
Seeing that Uchiha Madara remained silent, Yuan said nothing further either. The two simply sat there in silence until Uchiha Madara was finally the first to lose patience.
"What story?"
Yuan swallowed what was in his mouth before continuing, "It isn't a good story, really. Since you're sure you want to hear it, I'll just tell you the important parts."
"Do you remember the old woman you met not long ago? The old person sitting dazed in the corner of that butcher's shop."
Uchiha Madara: "?"
Honestly, he did not remember. Unless necessary, he only retained the vague impression that such a person existed. If Yuan had not brought it up, he would not even have remembered whether that person was male or female.
Seeing that Uchiha Madara did not respond, Yuan did not mind and continued on his own. "That old person had two children. One of them died..."
A half-second of silence.
"What about the other one?"
"The other one died too. And if nothing unexpected happened, that old person is probably dead by now as well."
"..." For a moment, Uchiha Madara did not know what to say. He was telling a story, and all the protagonists were dead?
Yuan tossed another small piece of dried meat into his mouth. "The first to die was the old person's eldest son. He was not much older, probably around seven. The younger one was around six..."
An old person, with children only six or seven years old? Was it a coincidence? Although Uchiha Madara had doubts, he chose not to interrupt Yuan. It was only a story, and he could judge