How could Hiashi not understand Hizashi's thoughts? He had a child of his own now. Though she was only a girl, she was still his first child.
"Let's wait a little longer. There's still some time before the Three-Tails revives. We'll see if an opportunity comes up in the meantime.
Don't rush! Even if something happens to Shinkō, I'll do my best to stall things on Neji's end."
"Thank you, Brother!"
With Uchiha Yan locked up, Genji having obtained the intelligence, and Danzo waiting, the Shinobi World seemed to have suddenly become peaceful.
Even Kumogakure began to quiet down. For some unknown reason, they were merely staying on guard and no longer attacking.
But faced with this situation, the shrewd old Ōnoki kept feeling that something was wrong. Yet the people he sent out to gather intelligence found nothing unusual.
Locked in a pitch-black cell, Uchiha Yan had no idea how much time had passed. He only felt that he was going mad.
"Have you all gone mute? Say something! Please, say something to me!"
"Where's that bastard Hiruzen Sarutobi? Tell him to get his ass over here! I'll rip his head off and kick it around like a ball!"
"Genma, want to know about the Fourth Hokage's son? I'll tell you!"
"Do you know Otsutsuki Toneri? He has the Tenseigan! He can slice the moon in half with a single swing of his sword. Don't you want to know about the Tenseigan?
If nothing else, I can teach you Flying Thunder God! Spatial balance can be trained, and so can sensory perception.
Have you all gone mute? Why do you listen to every word that damned monkey says? It's not like I've escaped.
Aaaaaah..."
At that moment, Uchiha Yan's resentment erupted. The Sharingan in his eyes spun rapidly, soon