"What?" The moment those words were spoken, the entire hall fell deathly silent. Everyone froze, looking at one another, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.
"How have we ever looked down on you?" A member of the Uchiha Reflective Hardliners frowned tightly, staring fixedly at Uchiha Chuan as he asked in a low voice.
Uchiha Chuan remained calm, the corners of his lips curling faintly with barely concealed mockery. "Konoha is nothing more than a drop in the ocean in the Shinobi World. It is pitifully small. If it were not deliberately enlarged on a map, you probably would not even be able to find it."
"Could it be that you want to become the daimyo of the Land of Fire, Uchiha Chuan?" someone in the crowd cried out, their voice full of disbelief.
As soon as the words fell, quite a few Uchiha clan members' eyes lit up as they shouted excitedly, "Uchiha Chuan, if you want to become the daimyo of the Land of Fire, I support you!"
However, Uchiha Chuan merely shook his head lightly, a disdainful curve appearing on his lips. "The Land of Fire is too small."
"What? The Land of Fire is still too small? Does that mean your goal is the same as Madara Uchiha's—to unite the Shinobi World?" At that moment, cries of shock rose one after another, accompanied by endless gasps. Everyone stared at Uchiha Chuan in horror, as though looking at a madman.
Yet Uchiha Chuan remained composed. "No. What I mean is that the Shinobi World is not that big either."
"What? Even the Shinobi World is too small? Then what do you mean, Uchiha Chuan?" Everyone was utterly bewildered. For a moment, the entire venue was silent as a grave, and Uchiha Chuan's words had left them