Looking at the unconscious Obito before him, Uchiha Chen felt somewhat wistful.
"Is that it... is that it..."
"I hadn't even started trying, and you were already down. You're really not much..."
Uchiha Chen's smug tone practically begged for a beating.
It was worth having laid the groundwork half a year in advance.
Just like that, the guy who should theoretically have been the hardest to capture had been dealt with so easily by Uchiha Chen. Next up was Black Zetsu.
"Damn it, this guy already knew Obito's identity. The Sharingan he got from Hatake Kakashi was a trap."
Black Zetsu easily saw through all the preparations Uchiha Chen had made from the situation at the scene.
A chill ran through him, followed by overwhelming fear.
"How did he know about all this? And what else does he know?"
"Madara's plan has most likely been exposed long ago. He definitely has an intelligence source I know nothing about."
"A Mangekyo Sharingan?"
"But according to Obito's memories, his ability was clearly Kamui?"
"Otherwise, Obito's lower body wouldn't have been shredded apart by spatial power."
"There must be some secret here that I don't know."
The more Zetsu thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed. This man had them completely wrapped around his finger.
He never dared let his gaze fall on Uchiha Chen, afraid that the other man would sense him and take his life.
Because of that, he missed the best opportunity to strike back.
Though even if he had counterattacked, it would have been futile. But people always held intense curiosity and confidence toward things they had never tested. Without trying, they would never be willing to accept it.
Still unaware of everything, Black Zetsu was secretly relieved. "Good thing I abandoned White Zetsu's body earlier."
"As long