Uchiha Training Ground.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Several shuriken flew out from the grass, shooting at the man standing guard atop a tree trunk from behind.
Swish!
Thunk, thunk!
In the blink of an eye, the man vanished, and the shuriken embedded themselves in the tree trunk.
Clang!
Shisui Uchiha instantly appeared behind Itachi Uchiha, his sword pressed against his neck.
"You lost."
Itachi Uchiha's eyes shifted.
His body slowly distorted.
"You let your guard down, Brother Shisui." Itachi's kunai pressed against Shisui's back.
Shisui's eyes were filled with praise.
Poof!
He turned into a log.
Itachi froze in surprise.
Whoosh, whoosh!
In that brief moment of distraction, a wire trap bound his entire body, leaving him unable to move.
Swoosh!
Shisui crouched on a tree trunk and smiled at Itachi. "Congratulations on joining the ANBU. Whether it's Genjutsu, Taijutsu, or ninjutsu, you've already surpassed me at your age!"
"You're too modest, Brother Shisui. I still have a long way to go."
Itachi did not take it seriously. The strongest Uchiha at present was still Shisui Uchiha.
He still had a long road ahead of him.
Itachi and Shisui leaned against a large boulder, eating sweets as they smiled at the Naka River flowing before them.
"Brother Shisui, can the family's situation really not be eased any further?"
After enjoying the peace for a while, Itachi finally asked.
During this period, the radicals within the clan had become increasingly active, which worried him. The older he grew, the higher his status became, and the more he understood, the more he felt that the current situation was dire.
"I'm afraid not. Although I've done my best to serve as a buffer between the clan and the village,
the clan elders do not agree with my approach.
They want to obtain power within