Uchiha Zhu Yan glanced over the scroll and found it filled with notes on Sealing Jutsu.
"Father, I've barely studied Sealing Jutsu."
Uchiha Hono shot his son a look. "Sealing Jutsu is a powerful art far beyond the five basic Nature Transformation Ninjutsu. No one but a genius could master it.
"Some special Sealing Jutsu even touch on Causality and the very nature of Rules.
"Even if I taught you, you wouldn't learn them. I didn't begin to grasp some Sealing Jutsu until after I turned thirty."
Uchiha Zhu Yan left the tent, unable to hide his disappointment and hurt.
His father had given Uchiha Ling scrolls containing over a thousand Ninjutsu, and Zhu Yan hadn't minded. They were the Uchiha Clan's gift to a Ninjutsu genius.
His father had given Uchiha Ling the Naraka Sword, and Zhu Yan hadn't minded that either.
The Naraka Sword held immense significance. It represented the Uchiha Clan's glory from the Warring States era, and the weight of its history was more than he could bear.
But when his father gave Uchiha Ling the contract scroll for Black Boss and the other Ninja Cats, Zhu Yan couldn't stomach it.
He had helped his father raise those Ninja Cats. Why hadn't his father let him sign a contract with Black Boss and the others?
To Black Boss and the rest, he had been nothing more than a humble litter-box cleaner. They had never thought there was anything special about him.
And now his father had gone out of his way to offer Uchiha Ling his notes on Sealing Jutsu.
Zhu Yan found that even harder to accept. What father passed everything on to a nine-year-old boy like Uchiha Ling instead of his own son?
Zhu Yan went to Uchiha Ling's tent. "Uchiha Ling, my father