Uchiha Nami

"During this time, I hope you can keep the Land of Waves villagers quiet and prevent them from spreading this news."

As Mingyou spoke, his gaze turned icy. "Otherwise, it will surely bring death upon you."

In truth, Mingyou knew very well that it would be impossible to completely silence everyone.

There would always be loose-lipped people who would reveal that the Uchiha had arrived.

Relatively speaking, it was only a matter of time before this news spread.

But the Uchiha Clan desperately needed a place where they could gain a foothold.

As a clan possessing the Sharingan, a Kekkei Genkai, they had now left the powerful nation of Konoha.

They would inevitably be watched by the other nations and become a coveted prize in everyone's eyes.

"N-Ninja-sama, rest assured, I will do exactly as you say."

Frightened limp by Mingyou's imposing aura, Tazuna collapsed to the ground, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

With a smile on his face, Mingyou stepped forward and pulled Tazuna to his feet with one hand.

"Mr. Tazuna, don't be so afraid. I'm not some bloodthirsty demon."

"On the contrary, my clan and I will protect your safety from now on."

"You only need to do as I say."

"I understand. Please rest assured." Tazuna repeatedly bowed, still deeply afraid of Mingyou.

Mingyou nodded slightly. "All right, wait here for a moment."

As soon as he spoke, the space before Mingyou twisted and rippled, and a pitch-black spatial rift emerged.

"Father, you can all come out now. We're safe for the moment."

Before Tazuna's astonished eyes, something as strange as a magic trick unfolded.

One figure after another emerged from that pitch-black spatial rift.

About five or six minutes later, the previously empty edge of the island was packed with more than two hundred people.

Quite a few of them were even wearing Konoha ninja forehead protectors.

"Mingyou, where is this place?"

Uchiha Mikoto stepped forward, took hold of Mingyou's arm, and asked.

Mingyou smiled faintly. "Mom, this is the Land of Waves."

"Brother, Mom, why did we come to the Land of Waves? Aren't we people of Konoha?"

Young Sasuke walked over to Mikoto's side and looked at Mingyou with confusion written all over his face.

Fugaku's expression darkened as he shot Sasuke a glare. "Sasuke, you are never to mention Konoha again. We no longer have any connection to Konoha."

"Even if we do, it will only be as enemies."

"Huh? Why is that—" Before Sasuke could finish, Mikoto covered his mouth.

Mikoto swept her gaze around the area and suggested, "With so many clan members, shouldn't we find somewhere to settle down and rest?"

Mingyou walked over to Tazuna and asked, "Mr. Tazuna, do you have anywhere suitable to recommend?"

"My clan and I can't be too spread out. It would be best if we could stay in the same large compound."

With danger liable to arrive at any moment, Mingyou had to keep the Uchiha clan members as concentrated as possible. That way, even if they had to flee, they would have time to do so.

Tazuna's eyes shifted as he smiled. "Ninja-sama, if you don't mind, you can stay at my house for the time being."

"I can gather people and build you a house as soon as possible, providing you with a proper place to live."

"Oh? All right, then. Lead the way." Mingyou nodded slightly and headed toward the road ahead of the island.

And so, led by Tazuna, they made their way deeper into the Land of Waves.

After observing the area along the way, Mingyou finally understood why Tazuna had arranged for them to stay at his home.

Because of the exploitation of the capitalist Gato, most of the Land of Waves' residents were poor and destitute.

Moreover, the houses were built crudely and cramped. Finding a place that could accommodate more than two hundred people was truly not easy.

Tazuna's home was not very large either, merely a two-story wooden house.

But by sleeping on the floor, they could barely squeeze in over two hundred people.

"Mingyou, the road ahead will only grow more difficult. We should make plans in advance."

Outside the wooden house, Fugaku sat on the steps and voiced his thoughts.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

Mingyou turned toward Fugaku, puzzled.

Fugaku sighed and said gravely, "We brought nothing with us when we fled this time. The first thing we need to solve is the clan members' food and drink."

"Second, news of the Uchiha's escape will probably soon spread throughout the entire ninja world."

"By then, aside from Konoha hunting us down, the other nations will likely have their eyes on us as well."

"After all, the Uchiha's Sharingan is an extremely tempting prize to those ninjas."

Mingyou nodded. "I know all that."

"Dad, have you ever considered establishing a nation that belongs to our Uchiha? Then no one would dare set their sights on us again."

Fugaku was slightly startled. "Oh? What do you have in mind?"

Scratching his head, Mingyou smiled and said slowly, "Well... I haven't thought through the specific plan yet."

"I just think the Land of Waves is a country without ninjas, and it is surrounded by the sea on all sides, easy to defend and hard to attack. It is very suitable for us to settle in and develop."

"As long as we can put down roots here, establish a ninja village in the Land of Waves, and gradually train new blood, things will definitely get better and better in the future."

Fugaku stood stunned for a long while. As he looked at the son he had once not thought highly of, his eyes were full of appreciation.

"Hahahaha."

"Excellent, Mingyou. This father of yours misjudged you back then. You are the future hope of our Uchiha Clan."

"But fortunately, at the moment when the Uchiha faced life and death, I chose to place all my bets on you."

"Now it seems that, as clan head, I finally did at least one thing right."

Fugaku suddenly patted Mingyou on the shoulder and laughed. "Mingyou, having a son like you is the pride of my life."

"Hehe, Dad, don't say that." Mingyou scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

He had grown used to being overlooked in the past. Now that Fugaku suddenly valued him so highly, he felt somewhat unable to adapt.

"The clan head is right. Mingyou is the pride of our Uchiha."

At that moment, Elder Soki also walked out of the house and strode toward Mingyou with a hearty laugh.

A girl followed at his side. She wore an Uchiha qipao, her jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. Her cheeks were faintly flushed, and she gazed at Mingyou with a shy expression.

Mingyou knew this girl as well. She was Elder Soki's granddaughter, the most beautiful and most talented girl among the Uchiha's younger generation.

At only twelve years old, she had already awakened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

Seeing the girl standing there blankly, Elder Soki gently pushed her shoulder and urged, "Nami, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and say hello."

"Brother Mingyou." Nami greeted him softly, then immediately lowered her head shyly.