Hearing the venomous threats from underground, Chenshu Senju casually picked at his ear.
Regret?
That old snake should empty out everything in his gut before making threats again.
Chenshu Senju casually tossed the Kusanagi Sword stained with his blood into the system space, then turned toward Konoha's serious criminal interrogation room.
Since that bastard Orochimaru had mentioned Sasuke, there was no time like the present to go give the Uchiha Clan's sole remaining descendant some proper "guidance."
Konoha's serious criminal interrogation room was located in the deepest part of the Hokage Building's lowest level.
The instant the iron door opened, a damp, moldy chill rushed out to meet him.
Sasuke Uchiha was tightly bound to an interrogation chair with specially made chakra chains, deep red blood marks carved into his wrists and ankles.
He felt like killing himself right now.
The deafening demonic sound of those high-powered loudspeakers, along with the mocking laughter and pointing of hundreds of villagers, still replayed frantically in his mind.
It was over. The Uchiha Clan's cold, imposing dignity, built up over decades, had been utterly ruined by him in a single night.
He did not even dare close his eyes. Every time he did, he saw red banners with yellow lettering flying everywhere.
Hearing footsteps, Sasuke abruptly raised his head. His scarlet double-tomoe Sharingan were bloodshot as he stared furiously at Chenshu Senju entering the room.
"Chenshu Senju! I'll kill you!"
"I'll gouge out your eyes and skin you alive!"
Sasuke struggled like a rabid dog, making the refined steel chakra chains rattle violently.
With both hands in his pockets, Chenshu Senju walked up to Sasuke, a mocking sneer curling across his lips.
"Stop yelling. Even if you scream yourself hoarse, that busted gong of a voice can't match the surround-sound effect of those