Besides, was he that bad?
He was an Elite Jōnin now, all right!
"Dad, if you're unhappy, go find Yan. Why are you taking it out on me?"
He only dared to think that. How could he possibly say it out loud?
Otherwise, he would be getting more than just a flick on the forehead from his dad.
His parents would definitely team up for a mixed doubles beating. He would not be able to run even if he tried.
Seeing how dejected his father looked, Uchiha Yan could not help laughing. He deliberately rubbed salt in the wound.
"Not that I'm saying this, Dad, but those signature ninjutsu you keep tucked away really aren't much."
"You don't even have a single S-rank one. They're not worth looking at."
"You're an Uchiha clan higher-up, you know. Isn't that embarrassing?"
"This Nintaijutsu of mine was developed from Sister Tsunade's Monster Strength Technique. It's who knows how many times stronger than that thing."
"It's at least above S-rank. Are you sure you don't want to learn it?"
Come to think of it, Uchiha Yan had been somewhat puzzled himself.
Back when he had brought out the Foundation-Building Medicinal Bath formula, he had not even managed to exchange it for the right to learn an S-rank ninjutsu or secret technique.
He had genuinely thought he was not qualified.
But over the past few years, as he gradually learned more about the situation, he realized that was not the case at all.
The Uchiha Clan simply did not have many S-rank ninjutsu or secret techniques left.
Most of the powerful ones had been lost over the generations.
The few that remained were all S-rank secret techniques or Forbidden Techniques tied to the Sharingan.
Those were things he could not touch at present.
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