Detecting them was simply impossible, and Uchiha Yin had also allowed himself a rare moment of relaxation, paying little attention to whether anyone might seize the chance to infiltrate.
Obito Uchiha watched White Zetsu in the crowd and had Black Zetsu relay the message.
After receiving the message, White Zetsu raised his eyes and looked toward a spot in midair.
Though he could see nothing there, he could still sense fluctuations of chakra.
The familiar pattern was unmistakably Obito Uchiha's.
The three reached an understanding in secret. White Zetsu remained motionless among the crowd, looking just like one of the villagers, with no intention of moving.
Obito Uchiha, meanwhile, went straight to the Hokage's office.
Although Minato Namikaze was quite powerful himself, he had no way of detecting Space-Time Ninjutsu like Obito Uchiha's.
Minato Namikaze rubbed the spot between his eyebrows, looking weary and irritated, and tilted his head back slightly. "Whew, being Hokage really is exhausting!"
As he spoke, he turned his head to look downstairs. Watching the lively crowd, he could not help feeling deeply envious.
But the thought passed in an instant, for Minato Namikaze truly loved Konoha.
Even if it meant suffering and exhaustion, he would press forward fearlessly as long as it benefited Konoha.
At that thought, Minato Namikaze smiled slightly and prepared to turn back to his work.
At that very instant, Minato Namikaze suddenly sensed a ripple of spatial distortion inside the room.
Minato Namikaze looked over in shock. The air twisted, and a masked figure in a robe appeared out of nowhere before him. The sight was truly frightening.
Minato Namikaze immediately forced himself to relax and asked warily, "Who are you?"
Obito Uchiha seemed to find the question very amusing and laughed without restraint.
"Who we are doesn't matter. What matters