Uchiha Tekka was utterly stunned.
After Yan Uchiha laid the truth bare, Tekka felt as though he had wasted all these years.
Something as trivial as catching a thief had all these twists and schemes behind it.
Goosebumps rose over his skin, wave after wave.
He had never been able to figure out why the Konoha Military Police Force worked itself to death, yet its reputation got worse every year.
Now it all made sense.
Those bastards at the top had been working behind the scenes to destroy the Uchiha all along.
Cold sweat trickled down his temples, and he trembled uncontrollably.
"So that's how it is!" Uchiha Tekka's eyes widened until they were nearly bloodshot.
"Those bastards in the village leadership used such filthy tricks against the Uchiha."
"No wonder our reputation went to hell so quickly."
"Elder Jin, I understand everything now."
"From now on, my life is yours to command. It's all for the Uchiha!"
That was just how straightforward the Uchiha were.
He had sided with the Radical Faction purely because he could not stand the Moderate Faction's spinelessness.
But what had come of it over the years?
Uchiha Setsuna did nothing but run his mouth all day, without a damn thing to show for it.
The Uchiha's position in the village had not improved one bit.
He had long been seething with anger at that old bastard Uchiha Setsuna.
He had stayed put only because there was no other path to choose.
Now things were different.
Yan Uchiha's sudden rise had shown him another way forward.
The Mangekyō Sharingan was indeed the trump card passed down by the Uchiha's ancestors. That went without saying.
What really won him over was Jin Uchiha's mind.
From something so insignificant, he had immediately smelled trouble and dug out