The night passed uneventfully.
The next day arrived.
Yechen slept until he woke naturally.
By the time he opened his eyes, the sun was already above the roof.
Sitting up and looking through the window at the bright sunshine outside, Yechen stretched.
Only after a while did he get out of bed and head to the bathroom to wash up.
Then he changed into casual clothes and left home.
Once outside, he turned a corner. Just as he left the residential area, Yechen heard the lively cries of vendors.
He looked up to see a bustling street ahead, lined on both sides with stalls and shops selling all kinds of food and daily necessities.
The pedestrians were not just members of the Uchiha Clan. Many other villagers had come here to stroll around as well.
This was completely different from what he remembered.
In the past, the Uchiha and the village had been like fire and water. The clan had been extremely insular and was already under Anbu surveillance.
Now, however, the two sides got along quite well.
Naturally, there were reasons for this.
In this lifetime, thanks to Yechen's intervention, the Nine-Tails' Rampage had not caused much damage to the village.
On top of that, Uchiha Fugaku had acted decisively, sending Uchiha shinobi out early to intercept the invading enemies.
They had also lent a hand when the villagers were in the greatest danger. Having felt the Uchiha's sincerity, the villagers naturally harbored fewer misgivings.
Moreover, Danzo, that troublemaker, had been dealt with early on. Without him stirring things up behind the scenes, the Uchiha Clan had not been forcibly relocated away from the village's central district.
As the two sides interacted more, their relationship naturally grew warmer.
With Minato Namikaze and Uchiha Fugaku also encouraging this, some of