"I never thought you'd come."
Itachi took a deep breath as well. He had originally planned to use someone else's authority to see if he could save his little brothers, but now that the real tiger had arrived, there was no need to go through all that trouble.
"I was worried about you. I never expected something this big to happen. It really had me worried."
Seeing that Itachi was still in decent shape, Shisui finally let out a sigh of relief.
With the trail markers he and Itachi had agreed on beforehand, along with the secret sentries and intelligence network the Uchiha Clan had deliberately placed throughout the area, he had received plenty of help.
He had rushed here day and night, practically risking his life, and only after extracting the relevant information from those Sunagakure ninjas had he finally reached the scene.
"That must have been hard on you."
"Come on, I treat you like my own son, okay? Of course I'd worry about you."
Having finally found the chance to throw those words back at him, Itachi could only smile helplessly. Still, he truly owed Shisui this time, and there was nothing he could say about it.
Five days. As long as brothers understood one another, that was enough.
Yet their conversation completely ignored these elite Sunagakure Anbu.
It was as if they were not even there.
"You people... don't go too far."
One of the nearby Anbu experts gritted his teeth, drew a ninja blade from his back, and charged forward. As a fellow Anbu elite, he refused to believe he was inferior to these Konoha trash. Even if he had only barely reached the level of a Jonin—
Didn't they have two senior fighters on their side? Three against one: they could quickly take down