At night, on the road to the Shimura Clan.
Bieshu Feifan once again felt that Hiruzen Sarutobi really was a conniving bastard.
If he hadn't sent people to sing and dance, Danzo wouldn't have been distracted, breaking off his dream and waking him.
Bieshu Feifan also sighed inwardly. Though his ocular power was strong, his genjutsu was still too simplistic.
It looked like he would have to pay the Uchiha a visit sometime.
At the very least, Uchiha Ji's mastery of genjutsu far surpassed Bieshu Feifan's.
Bieshu Feifan walked along, taking on Danzo's appearance, and soon reached the Shimura Clan's compound.
His brow immediately furrowed.
The Shimura Clan was actually just a small clan.
They lived in a relatively remote location and didn't look particularly wealthy.
Bieshu Feifan had barely reached the entrance when he encountered an old gatekeeper.
"Advisor, what brings you home today?"
Bieshu Feifan looked at the stooped old man before him without answering.
He simply reached out, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.
Before the old man knew what was happening, his eyes met Bieshu Feifan's.
A short while later, Bieshu Feifan had obtained every impression the old man had of Danzo within the genjutsu space.
Setting down the unconscious old man, Bieshu Feifan strode into Danzo's home.
From the old man, Bieshu Feifan had learned something.
There weren't many members of the Shimura Clan, and even fewer shinobi.
So Bieshu Feifan threw caution to the wind and strode into Danzo's home.
"Minions, your boss is back!"
With the real Danzo absent, Bieshu Feifan had nothing to worry about.
Hearing his shout, the Shimura clanspeople came out to look at Bieshu Feifan.
Why was Danzo being so ostentatious today?
Some grew suspicious and approached to check whether he was genuine.
Then Bieshu Feifan glared at