Nohibi's voice is muffled because half of his face is swollen and his speech is a bit unclear.
Fugaku opened his mouth and held the pen in the air. He was stunned for three seconds and finally couldn't help but speak with a dry voice.
"Where are you talking to?"
Hearing the sound, Nohibi slowly turned his neck, and the cervical vertebrae made a soft "crack" sound.
Since his eyelids were so swollen that only a tiny gap remained, he struggled to adjust the focus of his vision.
After turning around in a small circle for about five seconds, I finally locked onto the blurry figure sitting behind the desk.
Nohibi moved two steps without saying a word, readjusted his position, and once again aimed at Fugaku and assumed a deep posture.
Fugaku frowned as he looked at the squadron leader who looked like he had been run over by a ferocious beast.
"Nohibi, how did you get this look on your face? Who dares to beat the squadron leader Security Force into such a virtuous person in Konoha?"
Nohibi froze.
The miserable scene of being chased by Mikoto all the way flashed uncontrollably in his mind.
He is one of the elites who opened Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
He was beaten so hard by an angry housewife that he was unable to fight back and his teeth were all over the floor.
Shameful.
How embarrassing!
But he is the number one horse boy of "Night Faction" and the chief minister who will assist the heavenly hero to usurp the throne in the future!
How can you show your cowardice in front of this old patriarch who is about to be eliminated?
So, Nohibi forced himself to stand up straight, although this action made the muscles on his face twitch painfully due to the stretch.
He raised his bruised face, his tone was low and extremely aloof.
"This is the only thing I don't want to tell you..."
[Ding! Negative Emotion Points from Uchiha Fugaku, +666!]
Fugaku's face turned dark at that time.
Not only is this guy blind, but his brain is completely broken, right?!
I don't want to say that you are pretending to be generous and sacrificial to anyone!
Fugaku completely gave up the idea of exploring the truth with a mentally ill person, and waved his hands extremely tiredly.
"Okay, forget it if you don't want to say it. You're not at home to recuperate and reflect in the middle of the night. Why are you here?"
Nohibi immediately recalled that as a core member of "Night Faction", he endured the humiliation and shouldered the burden of coming to report the news.
He endured the pain at the corner of his mouth, straightened his back, lowered his voice, and spoke mysteriously.
"Clan leader, someone is here as a guest. Do you want to... go and receive him?"
Fugaku As soon as he heard this, the anger that had just subsided came back up again, and he slapped the pen in his hand directly on the table.
Most of the people who came to visit his home in the middle of the night were Elder and Elder!
Every time he comes here, he will definitely get bad results. Either he will be forced to join the Hawk faction team, or he will be biased toward the dove side.
Or just complaining about insufficient funding, which is all a lot of sterile political nonsense.
He was almost vomiting blood after working overtime today and had a lot of unfinished business. How could he have time to serve those old immortals?
Fugaku pointed to the door with a firm tone, leaving no room for negotiation.
"No! I still have a lot of work, please tell him... let them go back and come back during the day tomorrow, now get out!"
Nohibi nodded simply and responded.
"Oh."
Then, he turned around very obediently, dragged his limping leg, and prepared to move out without any hesitation.
Looking at Nohibi's extremely decisive back, Fugaku felt a pain in his balls, and the irritability in his heart was replaced by a more complex emotion.
No.
If we just drive Nohibi away, this lunatic will turn around and talk nonsense in front of Elder, adding fuel to the fire and saying that he is arrogant and refuses to see her.
This will definitely cause a lot of internal conflicts, and tomorrow the clan will definitely be in another bloody storm.
As a clan leader who needs to balance the forces of all parties, he must do superficial things.
Fugaku sighed helplessly, his voice softened by three points, and he stretched out his hand to stop the other party.
"Forget it... When you come back, please explain clearly first who is the guest?"
Nohibi stopped.
He didn't look back, still facing Fugaku, and said four words in a calm tone.
"Hatake Sakumo."
At this time, Fugaku's mind was full of how to deal with the two difficult Elder.
Coupled with the exhaustion from endless spinning, his mind could no longer move.
At this time, he was full of irritability and just wanted to send the person away quickly.
I didn't even realize what Nohibi was talking about.
So Fugaku waved his hand and blurted out in the same tone as if he was calling Delia.
"I know, no see! You can get out now."
Nohibi responded again, "Oh."
Without any hesitation, he took another step.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Nohibi's hand has already touched the door handle of the office door and is about to pull it open.
Behind the desk, there was a crisp "click" sound.
Fugaku The brush that was grasped by his fingertips just hit the open file in a daze, causing ink to splash everywhere.
Wait, what did this idiot say just now?
Hatake...Sakumo?!
White Fang of the Leaf?!
What is he doing at Uchiha compound?!
In what capacity in the middle of the night?!
Damn it!!!
Fugaku The hairs all over his body stood on end at this moment, and his scalp exploded instantly!
He suddenly jumped up from his chair.
His knees hit the solid wood table legs with a thud, making a muffled sound.
He didn't even care about the severe pain and looked at the disappearing figure at the door.
He let out a low roar with all his strength.
"Wait a minute!!!"
"Who did you just talk about?!"
Nohibi's hand is still on the door handle.
He was interrupted and turned his head very speechlessly and impatiently.
Through the slits of his eyes that were swollen and purple, he looked at Fugaku's frightened face, with pale face, violent sweat, and trembling pupils.
Nohibi is madly despised in his heart.
Haha.
Is this the psychological quality?
He is as shocked as if he has lost his mind. He yells so loudly at the most trivial matter. How can he have the calm demeanor that a leader of a clan should have?
How to match the noble leader Uchiha?
Sure enough, the sooner the position of clan leader is handed over to Mr. Ye, who remains unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai, the better!
Nohibi patiently repeated the words in a clear and calm tone.
"White Fang of the Leaf, Hatake Sakumo."
Boom!
Fugaku's head buzzed.
His complexion had turned from pale to ashen, and then to the color of pig liver.
He bolted out from behind the desk in one swift motion, not even bothering to knock over the chair.
He rushed to the door and grabbed Nohibi's shoulders.
"White Fang of the Leaf Why did Uchiha compound come to us in the middle of the night?! When did he come?!"
Fugaku asked hurriedly, his breathing was trembling, and all the saliva sprayed onto Nohibi's swollen face.
Nohibi lowered his head and thought.
I sat cross-legged in the puddle in the yard, like a retarded person, and spent a full twenty minutes doing the decryption.
Then Mikoto came back from shopping for groceries and beat himself up unilaterally for ten minutes.
Add it all up...
Nohibi lowered his head and replied seriously, "About thirty minutes ago."
[Ding! Ultimate Breakdown Points from Uchiha Fugaku, +1000!]
[Ding! Values-Shattering Points from Uchiha Fugaku, +1500!]
As if Fugaku was struck by lightning, the hand holding Nohibi's shoulder suddenly released.
He staggered half a step back and hit the back of the chair behind him heavily.
He stared at Nohibi with wide eyes, trying several times but still unable to breathe.
White Fang of the Leaf, the top boss in the village who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people, came to Uchiha compound with unknown political intentions.
As a result, I haven't arrived yet in thirty minutes?!
This is a top-notch political and diplomatic accident!
If this reaches Third Hokage's ears, wouldn't it be Uchiha Clan's serious provocation to the village's top management?!
Fugaku completely broke his defense. He grabbed Nohibi by the collar and roared hysterically.
"Thirty minutes ago?! People arrived half an hour ago, why the hell didn't you come and notify me earlier!!!"
Facing the clan leader's incompetent and furious roar, Nohibi wiped the spittle off his face without changing his expression.
The humiliating image of him sitting in a puddle Hand Seals and then being smashed with vegetables by a housewife once again appeared in his mind.
He looked away awkwardly and looked at the load-bearing column next to him.
Nohibi took a deep breath, and his tone returned to that mysterious and helpless tone again.
"This is the only thing... I don't want to tell you..."
Fugaku:"???"