Neither Amado nor the Masked Man had imagined that Meihui Uzumaki could be so ridiculously powerful. He could already use space itself to place marks on people.
If they let him keep growing, how much worse would it get? The real problem was that he seemed to have no bottlenecks at all. He just kept getting stronger.
But that was hardly something Amado could afford to worry about now. He and the Masked Man were completely under Meihui Uzumaki's control, unable to move their own bodies.
After taking control of the surrounding space and the two men before him, Meihui dispelled the Rasengan in his hand.
"Let's talk, Amado. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."
As Meihui spoke, he jerked his chin toward the Masked Man beside Amado.
Amado knew the inevitable had finally arrived. He had intended to keep this secret forever, but Meihui Uzumaki hardly looked like someone he could fool. If he didn't tell the truth today, he would suffer badly even if he survived.
Especially since Meihui kept moving closer as he spoke. Amado was terrified, afraid Meihui might accidentally finish him off.
"Bro, bro, don't kill me!"
Seeing how afraid Amado was of dying, Meihui stopped messing with him. Killing someone so talented, then bringing him back with Impure World Reincarnation to work for him, would be such a hassle. Though after reincarnation, he wouldn't need to eat or drink... Huh, why does that sound more tempting the longer I think about it?
Meihui immediately snuffed out that dangerous thought and motioned for Amado to calm down before speaking.
"Sigh. It's actually just as you suspect."
Meihui's eyes widened when he heard that.
What? This guy really is Obito's son?
Though he was shocked inside, Meihui still had to put on an