Madara Uchiha said expressionlessly, "I lack love too, so I'm easily fooled too."
Yanbai: "..."
What the hell did he mean, easily fooled...?
Was he settling old scores?
But Yanbai had clearly explained why they couldn't get married. Madara Uchiha should have understood.
So what was Madara Uchiha referring to?
Yanbai covered his face, his head aching, and said helplessly, "Madara, stop it. I'm talking about how the Old Woman might use Sasori to experiment with 'love.'"
"I just don't know whether they'll become lovers, mother and son, or grandmother and grandson..."
"But I think they're more likely to become lovers."
Madara Uchiha looked at Yanbai resentfully without saying a word.
Madara's silence made Yanbai feel worse than his old, hot-tempered complaints ever had.
The two remained silent for a long while.
Only then did Madara Uchiha say mildly, "So you want to expose the Old Woman to get Sasori out of danger? To keep him from being deceived?"
"I'm hesitating," Yanbai said gloomily.
"You're hesitating over whether to make Sasori see the Old Woman's true colors?" Madara Uchiha's face was expressionless, but his question was exceptionally earnest.
"No, I'm hesitating over how to intervene," Yanbai said honestly.
"So you never considered letting them carry on? You just haven't figured out how to stop them yet." Madara Uchiha couldn't help laughing.
"Yes." Yanbai nodded.
"Don't stop them." The corners of Madara Uchiha's lips curved upward coldly, as though echoing the desolation in his heart.
Yanbai looked bewildered. "Why?"
"I remember an ancient saying from the Dōjutsu World: 'You are not a fish. How do you know the joy of fish?' 'You are not me. How do you know I don't know the joy of fish?'" Madara Uchiha looked at Yanbai.
Hearing this, Yanbai sank into thought.
Madara Uchiha continued, "Those