The pressure to get married was getting ridiculous.
Meixin frowned. "Wait until you're eighteen? Plenty of people marry at fifteen. By the time you're eighteen, Mikoto will be thirty! She'll be an old maid!"
Yan spread his hands, utterly unconcerned. "What's the worry? We've all practiced the Innate Qi Refinement Art. We've got long lives ahead of us."
"Even fifty years from now, Mikoto will still look eighteen."
"Mom, haven't you noticed you're looking more radiant yourself? You haven't aged a bit."
One day, their whole family would live forever without aging.
What did seven or eight years matter?
"Hm?"
Uchiha Meixin paused and touched her face. "Really? I hadn't noticed."
Uchiha Yan curled his lip and rolled his eyes. "You expect me to believe that?"
What woman didn't care about her looks?
What a load of nonsense.
"You really do look younger, darling!"
Beside her, Uchiha Senichi immediately took his wife's hand and praised her with an ingratiating smile.
"Darling, you're so sweet~"
The sudden display of affection caught Yan off guard.
Across the table, Uchiha Hao gazed at Kyoko and smiled. "Kyoko, you look younger every day too. Your skin's gotten much nicer."
"Really, Hao?"
"Of course!"
Watching the two couples shower each other with affection, Uchiha Yan wolfed down the rest of his rice, stood up, and headed for the door. "I'm done! You four enjoy yourselves!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already dashed out of the courtyard.
"Hahaha!"
"Hehehe!"
All four people inside burst out laughing.
Teasing Uchiha Yan really was fun.
Deep underground at Root headquarters.
"Hiruzen Sarutobi, you were the one who took things this far. Don't blame me for turning on you."
"Go! Bring me Hashirama's cells!"
Danzo sneered and ordered Yamanaka Fū to fetch them.
He also had Dove bring