Yan Uchiha was utterly numb.
Good grief!
Wasn't this approach a little too crude?
Swearing on the Uchiha's reputation—what exactly did you have to back that up?
The Uchiha's reputation was already in the gutter. Didn't you know that?
Now he finally understood how this bunch had run the police force into the ground.
He drew a breath before speaking, looking utterly speechless.
"Yeah, brilliant!"
"Considering how you run things, the police force hasn't fallen apart yet. That's certainly worth celebrating."
"You... every last one of you is a real talent!"
Uchiha Tekka's face darkened on the spot.
He wasn't stupid.
He heard the barbs in Jin Uchiha's words loud and clear.
But...
He was only following orders. Fugaku was the one giving them!
"Well, Elder Yan." Tekka looked helpless. "Could you go handle it yourself?"
Yan Uchiha nodded.
There was no helping it.
Since he'd accepted the position, he had to do the work.
He didn't even dare direct them from a distance.
With the brains this Uchiha bunch had, who knew what other trouble they might cause?
Fine. I'll deal with it.
"Itachi, keep practicing."
"I'm going to look around the police force. Head straight home when you're done training."
"If there's anything you can't figure out, come find me later."
Yan Uchiha left him with those instructions.
He had complete confidence in Itachi. The boy would never slack off.
Quite the opposite.
He was more worried that the kid would secretly train extra and ruin his body.
After a few brief instructions, he followed Tekka straight to the police force.
By then, all hell had broken loose outside its entrance.
A dense crowd of villagers had gathered there, led by the thief's parents, who were wailing through tears and snot.
"Our boy has always been honest and