"Since you can't see reality clearly, I'll help you see it."
He felt the grip around his neck tightening. With just a slight squeeze, those hands could snap his neck!
Death loomed before him, but unfortunately, he could not even say a word. He tried to resist Uchiha Yuu's left hand, only to be knocked unconscious by a chop to the neck and thrown to the ground like a dead dog.
Looking at the Uchiha clan members who were furious but dared not speak, Yuu had lost the last of his patience. He snorted and said:
"If anyone has an issue with this match, come find me. I'll let him know the price of disrespecting the Uchiha Clan's honor!"
Compared to gentle and benevolent methods, Uchiha Yuu preferred iron-fisted suppression. These people needed to understand that not everyone would accompany them in their struggle for power. It was time to wake them from their dreams!
The Sharingan he displayed represented Uchiha Yuu's strength. At that moment, whether they belonged to the Moderate Faction or the Hawk Faction, anyone who met his Sharingan felt their soul tremble and could not help lowering their head.
Along with the Uchiha clan member lying on the ground, dead or alive unknown, no one dared to take that crucial step.
"You trash can't even get past me, yet you want to fight for the clan head's position! I'm helping you see yourselves clearly now. Power has swept you away until you lost yourselves. Stay quiet!"
His rebukes echoed through the area. Some people flushed red from his words, but none had the courage to take that crucial step. They had chosen to put forward two men to duel, yet after the result was decided, they still wanted to play tricks. Now, they had to bear