"What's going on?! What happened?! Why are there bodies from the guard force here?!"
"Itachi! Who is he? An enemy?"
"Look at his eyes!"
"Those eyes look just like the Sharingan! Could he be one of our clansmen who was lost outside?"
A group of Uchiha ninja arrived and saw the corpses on the ground, still freshly dead. Their eyes immediately fell on Uchiha Jobu. Then they all moved to stand beside Itachi Uchiha, watching him with wary, interrogating gazes.
Uchiha Jobu looked at these Uchiha clansmen. Sure enough, not a single one looked familiar. At most, he could pick out two or three faces that resembled Uchiha clansmen he had once met.
But compared to the Uchiha of the Warring States Era, the Uchiha before him were utterly insignificant. The vast majority were only at Chunin level, with merely One-Tomoe or Two-Tomoe Sharingan. Only one member of the patrol possessed a Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
The strongest eye-technique clan that had once intimidated the Ninja World had now declined to the point where even Three-Tomoe Sharingan were scarce. No wonder Itachi Uchiha had been able to slaughter the entire clan on the night of the massacre and wipe out the Uchiha for Konoha by himself.
"You should address me as Ancestor. Judging by seniority, none of you have the right to look at me like that. Understand?"
"Ancestor?! What kind of joke is that?!"
"Forget who he is for now. Capture him first, then hand him over to the clan head for judgment. So many people are dead—we can't just leave this unexplained!"
"Fine! Itachi, work with me. We'll capture this man together. First..."
Before anyone could make a move, Itachi Uchiha shook his head at the person beside him and said, "If you had learned the Chakra Sensing Technique, or