Fugaku was utterly stunned.
As Yan Uchiha's words poured into his ears, his mind went blank.
Straightening out the Uchiha—he could understand that.
But changing the law?
What good would that do?
Wasn't that a thankless waste of effort?
He truly couldn't understand it.
Uchiha Fugaku had been clan head for years, and he had spent plenty of time as Head of the Military Police Force too.
Of course he knew that the Konoha Military Police Force held the authority to amend laws.
But he had never taken it seriously. He had glanced over it once and promptly forgotten about it.
Now he genuinely couldn't see what there was to work with.
Still, he had learned enough about Yan Uchiha's temperament to know that if he said something so bluntly, there had to be something Fugaku hadn't figured out.
If he didn't understand, he had to ask. He could swallow that much pride.
At that thought, he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Jin, stop beating around the bush."
"What do we stand to gain from changing the law?"
"At a time like this, is it really worth going out of our way to do it?"
In Fugaku's mind, if an Uchiha took the Hokage's seat,
then he wouldn't mind spending some effort revising the laws to make life better for Konoha's ordinary people.
But that wasn't their situation now.
The Uchiha and Konoha High Command were already locked in a vicious fight to the death.
Who had time for this?
He simply couldn't understand what Jin Uchiha could possibly do with such a seemingly useless power.
Yan Uchiha's expression barely changed.
He merely glanced at Fugaku with an indescribable look in his eyes, then sighed before speaking.
"When a single shinobi clan controls the entire Iron Mine business, sooner or later