Uchiha Was Bound to Rise!

Obito's Mangekyo pressure had barely receded when the entire Naka Shrine fell so silent that a needle dropping would have been audible.

The next second, the whole place exploded!

Hawk faction or Dove faction, who cared? These Red-Eyed Zealots were like starving wolves that had not eaten meat in centuries, howling as they lunged toward the center.

In the blink of an eye, Obito was packed in tight, surrounded three layers deep inside and out.

Obito was instantly dumbfounded.

Those Mangekyo eyes that had just been so arrogantly domineering were now wide as startled quails.

He was squeezed so hard that he did not even know where the broken branch he had been using as a cane had flown off to. His legs went weak, and instinctively, he tried to shrink toward Ye.

But Ye had long since been forcibly shoved outside the circle by those crazed fans.

Obito watched helplessly as Ye's back grew farther and farther away, trembling in despair.

Before he could even cry "Help," several huge black hands slammed down hard on his shoulders.

"Obito!"

A Hawk faction uncle practically pressed his face against Obito's nose, his eyes glowing green. "When exactly did you awaken those eyes?!"

Another clansman squeezed in like a wild bull, spittle flying everywhere.

"Obito! Your parents passed early, so follow me from now on! My family may not be rich, but I guarantee you will never lack cultivation resources!"

"Give it a rest!"

Someone beside him elbowed him away.

"You have the nerve to mention those two leaky tile-roofed shacks of yours? Obito, come to my house! I'll offer the clan's inherited secret techniques to you with both hands!"

[Ding! Guard-Break Points from Obito Uchiha's terror, +4200!]

Ye leaned against a pillar on the outskirts, nearly laughing out loud.