The Konoha Military Police Force.
In the warden's office, Shimura Danzō welcomed his most revered Lord Hokage.
Shimura Danzō had grown accustomed to pushing himself harder every day. Still single even now, he had devoted his entire life to Konoha.
And now, as Shimura Danzō grew older, he still spent every day either working or on his way to work.
Looking at the silver-haired youth sitting calmly in his private reception room, Shimura Danzō felt somewhat at a loss.
Yanbai had personally told Shimura Danzō that the silver-haired youth inside was none other than the reincarnation of Madara Uchiha, one of Konoha's founding powerhouses.
Shimura Danzō believed him.
Given Yanbai's position, he had no reason to lie to Shimura Danzō.
Besides, the very first time he saw that beautiful silver-haired youth, Shimura Danzō had felt a terror from which there was no escape.
That terrifying presence was an overwhelming power that humans had no means of confronting.
It was like a magnificent natural disaster.
Ordinary people would flee at once when they encountered one.
But if that natural disaster also possessed a beauty that bewitched the heart, even as they realized it would claim their lives, they would be too captivated by its magnificent appearance to move.
Perhaps that was what it meant to take one look and embark on a road of no return.
Shimura Danzō's face was full of unease.
Beside him stood Yanbai, radiant as the bright moon.
With his silky silver hair, marble-like skin, a figure that concealed tremendous power, and beauty beyond that of mortals, he could no longer be called human.
Standing beside this peerless, godlike beauty, Shimura Danzō had not stopped trembling.
Only after Yanbai finished explaining did that change.
Shimura Danzō then cautiously asked, "...Hmm? His behavior has been very unusual ever