Madara Uchiha's figure flickered in and out of sight among the crowd as he desperately chased after Uchiha Tama's procession.
Visits from the Clan Leader's honored guests were fairly common in the Uchiha Clan, so no one noticed anything unusual.
Madara Uchiha, on the other hand, rather roughly shoved aside the people standing in his path.
Yet by the time Madara Uchiha caught up with Uchiha Tama, the palanquin had already been carried into his family's courtyard.
His expression icy, Madara Uchiha stepped onto the stairs before the entrance.
Only then did he discover that the bearers had already set the palanquin down.
The silver-haired girl he remembered had already stepped out.
In the twilight, Yanbai turned sideways.
His face was faintly pale, like the gleam of snow.
Even the most striking beauties one encountered in everyday life always had something that grounded them in reality, but with Yanbai, all anyone could perceive was "beauty" itself.
The formerly peaceful courtyard seemed to undergo a subtle change the instant Yanbai appeared.
In the lush courtyard, the green plants strained to lift their heads. Within a few short seconds, they seemed to be eagerly absorbing the energy they needed to sprout and grow.
Every plant and animal awakened at that moment, and the wind carried their greetings.
The breeze from above lifted the hem of Yanbai's clothes, making the entire courtyard look like a landscape painting.
An indescribable aura swept toward Madara Uchiha from Yanbai's direction.
It made him shiver involuntarily.
Under Madara Uchiha's stubborn gaze, Yanbai suddenly turned his head.
"Long time no see, Madara..."
He spoke softly.
But as Madara Uchiha stared at Yanbai's face, he suddenly froze.
At that moment, Yanbai's eyes were still the same red as before, but within those flame-like eyes lurked a demonic darkness, along