Military Police Force!

Li did not resist, merely nodding faintly. He did not regret killing that ninja, nor did he feel he had done anything wrong. To be killed was simply a result of the opponent's insufficient ability; there was no one else to blame. If he had been the one to die today, Li would not have harbored hatred toward that ninja, because everything that happens is ultimately a result of one's own lack of capability.

"Wait, this has nothing to do with Li! That ninja wanted to kill me, and Li only killed him to save me!" Kushina had finally snapped out of her shock. Seeing Li being apprehended, she ignored her fear and hurriedly pleaded his case.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Right or wrong will be decided by the department head once we reach the Military Police Force!" The two members of the Uchiha Clan glanced coldly at Kushina, feeling deeply uneasy. If not for this brat, Li would never have killed anyone. Although the Uchiha Clan held great power in Konoha, killing a Konoha ninja in broad daylight within the village would be difficult to explain to the Third Hokage, and it might bring unnecessary trouble upon the Uchiha Clan.

"But...!"

"Enough, Kushina, say no more. I am the one who killed him, and this has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, I will be fine!" Li did not want Kushina to worry, so he offered a faint smile.

Kushina was not foolish; she naturally knew Li was only saying that to put her at ease. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, she saw Li shake his head slightly. His eyes, now reverted to black, held an inexplicable meaning. Perhaps others could not understand it, but for some reason, Kushina did. Li was saying that he did not regret what he had done.

In the end, Kushina watched helplessly as Li was taken away by the two Uchiha clansmen, the dead ninja's body carried off as well. Kushina was left ignored, standing there in a daze, not knowing what to do. Having just arrived in Konoha, Li was the only person she knew. Even if she wanted to seek help, she had nowhere to turn.

"Right, I'll go find Uchiha Mikoto!" Kushina suddenly remembered the girl who loved to follow Li around. Without further delay, she headed toward the Uchiha Clan compound.

"Li, what is the meaning of this? Why would you suddenly kill someone in Konoha?"

Inside the Military Police Force, Uchiha Hao, the department head, glared at Li with a dark expression. Other matters might be manageable, but murder was different. Even a prince is punished like a commoner for breaking the law; no matter how powerful the Uchiha Clan was, they did not want to clash with the entirety of Konoha. Now that Li had killed a Konoha ninja, if the victim's family went to the Third Hokage to make a scene, Li would certainly face punishment.

"Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. I wanted to kill him earlier when he insulted the Uchiha Clan as trash, but considering his youth, I intended to just teach him a lesson. I never expected him to be so foolish as to attempt a sneak attack on Kushina..."

"You killed a Konoha person for the sake of an outsider? What kind of behavior is this? You are the number one genius of our Uchiha Clan; you could have as many friends as you want. Why would you do such a thing for someone like that?" Before Li could finish, Uchiha Hao angrily interrupted him.

"Because he was my enemy. Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. I spared him, yet he tried to ambush Kushina. This incident made me realize deeply that as long as someone is an enemy, they must be thoroughly eradicated. Even if they were once a comrade, if they dare to become my enemy, I will not hold back!" Li snorted coldly, his eyes turning blood-red. The Two-Tomoe Sharingan manifested automatically with his emotions as he stared coldly at Uchiha Hao.

"Two-Tomoe?" Seeing Li's eyes, Uchiha Hao gasped, his heart filled with shock. Awakening the Two-Tomoe Sharingan at only six years old—what kind of genius was this? One had to realize that among the six or seven hundred members of the Uchiha Clan, only about three hundred had awakened their eyes. There were only a dozen or so with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, and only a little over a hundred with the Two-Tomoe Sharingan. The disparity was immense. Furthermore, the youngest members to awaken the Two-Tomoe Sharingan were at least fifteen, with some as old as thirty. This showed just how difficult it was to awaken the Sharingan and how much harder it was to evolve it. Yet, this six-year-old child had completed a journey that took others at least a decade...

I must protect him, even if it means falling out with the Third Hokage! After the shock subsided, this thought took root in Uchiha Hao's mind. Li was the most gifted member in the history of the Uchiha Clan; even Madara Uchiha in his youth was slightly inferior. If Li were allowed to grow, the Uchiha Clan's restoration to the glory of the Warring States period would be within reach. Once that happened, without a powerhouse like Hashirama Senju to block their path, Konoha would be theirs for the taking.

However, Li's final words also weighed on Uchiha Hao. Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself? Enemies must be thoroughly eradicated? Even if they were once comrades, one should not hold back? Who taught him these things?

Could it be that his parents' death left him with trauma? Uchiha Hao couldn't help but recall how indifferent Li had been a year ago when he heard the news of his parents' death. The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Most children would cry and scream upon hearing of their parents' death, but Li hadn't said a word, nor had he shown any sign of grief. There were only two possibilities: either Li had no feelings for his parents, or he was in a state of extreme grief. Uchiha Hao believed it was the latter.

Thinking of Li's parents, Uchiha Hao felt a wave of guilt. If he hadn't been so headstrong back then, they wouldn't have fallen into an enemy ambush, and Li's parents wouldn't have died in battle.

"Li, do you hate those who killed your parents?" Uchiha Hao asked after a moment of hesitation.

"No," Li replied, shaking his head without a second thought.

"Why? They killed your own flesh and blood!" Uchiha Hao narrowed his eyes, asking in disbelief.

Li looked up at Uchiha Hao, his black pupils calm. After a long silence, Li spoke: "All injustice is caused by one's own insufficient ability. My parents died because they weren't strong enough. That was their own fault. As their child, my responsibility is to help them correct their mistakes. How, then, could there be any room for hatred?"

Did he truly not hate them? Li did not know. He didn't have much affection for the parents of this world. Born into such a prominent clan, his parents prioritized the clan's honor above all else and had invested little love in him. He had spent most of his time alone at home, raised by a nanny. On the other hand, he was indeed born of them, and the blood connection could not be changed. When he first heard the news of their deaths, he had felt a sense of desolation, but that realization had surfaced in his mind instantly. At that moment, Li became even more certain that only power was the capital for survival, and ability was the most important thing.