The Great Elder slammed a hand onto the table. "Third! You've gone too far! I know you want to groom Mirai as your successor, but have you considered that no matter how strong he is, if Root mobilizes in full force, there's an eighty or ninety percent chance that he..."
A flash of light streaked past, and a longsword was already resting against the Great Elder's neck. At that moment, the Third Elder held a teacup in one hand and a sword in the other, looking distinctly displeased.
"How many times have I told you not to raise your voice at me? What was the last reason you spoke to me that loudly again?"
"Crack!" The Great Elder slightly twisted his neck. "And how many times have I told you not to put a blade to my neck? Otherwise, I'll want to take your life at any moment!"
A bolt of lightning flashed through the room, while the Jonin outside could not help sighing. "They're fighting again."
Half an hour later, the Third Elder's newly repaired house had once again become a pile of rubble. The Third Elder and the Great Elder stood amid the ruins, panting heavily. The Third Elder's face was filled with impatience. "What exactly did you come to see me for?"
Seeing the impatience on the Third Elder's face, the Great Elder finally sighed. "To tell you the truth, Mao Yihua is Mao Zhihua's daughter. I only found out recently."
"Crack!" The Third Elder abruptly crushed the hilt of the longsword in his hand. "You said Mao Yihua is Mao Zhihua's daughter? Then who's her father? Based on Mao Yihua's age... wasn't that exactly when Mao Zhihua disappeared..."
The Great Elder nodded lightly. "And now Mao Yihua bears the Hyuga name. She's also very close to