Zhengye left the meeting room expressionlessly with Fugaku, Shisui, and Inabi.
The three followed behind Zhengye, hardly daring to breathe.
After returning to the clan grounds, Zhengye passed by Uchiha Hand-Burn's shop.
"Uncle Hand-Burn, give me ten flatbreads."
"Sure thing!" Hand-Burn swiftly packed up the flatbreads and handed them to Zhengye.
Zhengye took a few for himself, then casually handed the rest to Shisui behind him.
"You must be hungry. Have something to tide you over."
Shisui carefully checked Zhengye's expression before accepting the flatbreads and sharing them with Fugaku and the others.
"What a damn waste of time, holding that meeting."
Grumbling under his breath, Zhengye stacked two flatbreads together and took a bite.
"Senior Zhengye."
After Itachi in the clan learned that they had returned, he came looking for them as well.
"Come on, let's go to the meeting room first."
After greeting him, Zhengye brought the clan's Mangekyo users with him.
The meeting room was silent, with only the sound of Zhengye chewing.
Shisui, Fugaku, Inabi, and Itachi each held a flatbread, but none of them ate.
They simply stared blankly as Zhengye ate heartily.
"What are you staring for? Aren't you hungry?" Zhengye asked curiously.
"Zhengye, aren't you angry?"
Fugaku was especially curious. Given Zhengye's age and what had happened, he should have been burning with rage.
Yet Zhengye showed no sign of anger at all. He even had the mood to chew on flatbread.
By now, Shisui had already told Itachi about the outcome, and he too was curious about what Zhengye was thinking.
Zhengye chuckled softly and said calmly, "No matter the circumstances, never let your emotions enter into your decisions."
"Even when you encounter injustice, you can express anger, but don't express yourself angrily."
"Besides, I was already somewhat prepared for today's