Akatsuki's New Recruits, the Terror of a Weakened Itachi!

"Help me... You have your own motives, don't you?"

Uchiha Itachi glanced at Tobi's spiritual form, his tone filled with disdain. "Back then, we each had our own purposes. You don't need to keep bringing it up!"

"Cough, cough, cough."

Uchiha Itachi was clearly already very weak. Even speaking through his controlled spiritual form, he kept coughing.

"Tsk, tsk. I was just joking. No need to take it so seriously!" Tobi spread his hands, though his words still carried a teasing edge.

He seemed quite dissatisfied with Uchiha Itachi's unappreciative response and continued to mock him.

"Itachi, hasn't your body recovered yet? A few days ago, I told you where Tsunade, the Medical Ninja, was!" Zetsu, with his two-petaled Venus Flytrap Mouth, looked at Itachi and spoke in confusion.

At the same time,

as he looked at Itachi, there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

Upon hearing Zetsu's words, the others looked at Uchiha Itachi with even greater astonishment, along with a hint of amusement.

"She can't cure me!" Uchiha Itachi did not hide his current condition. After all, the members of Akatsuki were neither weak nor foolish. No one would believe any excuse he came up with.

Rather than that, he might as well tell the truth.

"Oh, oh. Itachi, your illness seems pretty serious~" Tobi rubbed his chin, his tone still somewhat mocking. Yet his single eye continued to scrutinize Uchiha Itachi with curiosity.

Judging from his tone, Uchiha Itachi seemed as though he would not last much longer.

"I won't die just yet!" Uchiha Itachi naturally noticed Tobi's assessing gaze. He met Tobi's eye without yielding in the slightest.

At that moment, the Sharingan of both men stood out with exceptional clarity.

"Tch~~ You're nothing but a weakened cripple. How did you even get into