Uchiha Fugaku's pupils contracted as he stood there. Rather than leave, he frowned in thought for a moment, then sat down again opposite the man he found so strange.
"The Uchiha will be wiped out? Don't joke about something like that."
"Namikaze Suimei!"
Doflamingo merely smiled. "As the clan head, as a leader, can you still not see it?"
"The appearance of the Nine-Tails has already put your entire clan under intense scrutiny, and then there are the ambitions within the Uchiha."
"The conflict between you and Konoha has become irreconcilable!"
"It's only a matter of time before war breaks out!"
After a pause, Donquixote Doflamingo fixed his gaze on the man across from him.
"If you're smart enough, you should start finding ways for your clan to survive right now."
Uchiha Fugaku's expression darkened, his brows tightly furrowed.
"And cooperating with the Namikaze Clan is your way out."
"Above all, you must abandon your old ways of thinking and your mercy. Only by listening to my advice can you lead the Uchiha Clan to survival."
Doflamingo smiled faintly.
"By making a move against the daimyo?"
Uchiha Fugaku knitted his brows.
"That's just one option."
Doflamingo smiled.
Uchiha Fugaku looked grim. After a long silence, he finally gritted his teeth and looked up at the other man.
"Let's hear it!"
At the same time, in Kirigakure, in the Land of Water.
Two figures, one tall and one short, walked down the street with their heads lowered, their heads and bodies covered in tattered robes.
"The atmosphere on the street seems very wrong, Teacher."
The shorter figure spoke in a low voice.
"This is Kirigakure. Of course the atmosphere is much worse than Konoha's."
River spoke evenly.
The two walked along one side of the road, leaving the middle to others