A Dad Obsessed with Bragging

News that the Clan Head had paid a personal visit once again sent the entire Uchiha Clan Compound into an uproar.

"Did you hear? The Clan Head went to Uchiha Retsu's house in person yesterday!" "Seriously? That's quite an honor!"

For a time, Uchiha Retsu became a celebrity in the clan. Wherever he went, everyone greeted him, warmly calling him "Brother Retsu."

Retsu had been grinning from ear to ear these past few days, bringing up his son wherever he went.

"Oh, my Uchiha Rìtiān really isn't anything special. He just awakened his Sharingan at five, that's all." "The Clan Head visited in person? Oh, he just stopped by for a bit and had a couple of cups of ice cream."

Watching his dad show off like this left Uchiha Rìtiān speechless. It's just awakening the Sharingan, isn't it? Does he really have to brag about it everywhere? He finally saw it: his dad looked honest and simple, but he was actually a closet show-off.

That morning, Retsu wiped his mouth after breakfast and prepared to head out.

Uchiha Rìtiān couldn't help asking, "Dad, where are you going now?"

Retsu chuckled. "I'm going to look around the training ground and chat with some old friends."

Uchiha Rìtiān: "..." Chat? More like show off!

"Dad, can't you give it a rest? Don't you get tired of going out and talking about it every day?"

Retsu put on a stern face. "What do you know? My son is this amazing. What's wrong with his dad being a little proud?"

Uchiha Rìtiān: "..." Fine, you're proud, so you're right.

Retsu swaggered out. What Uchiha Rìtiān didn't know was that his dad's constant bragging had already upset certain people.

Beside the training ground, a middle-aged man with a brutish face was sneering. His name was Uchiha Tiexiong, a Jonin in the clan. He was fairly capable but narrow-minded, and he couldn't stand anyone being better off than him.

"Hmph, what does Uchiha Retsu have to be so smug about? His son just awakened the Sharingan, didn't he? He acts like he awakened it himself," Tiexiong snorted. "Awakened it at five? Who knows if that's even true? Maybe he used some crooked method."

As he spoke, Retsu strode over, calling out from a distance, "Tiexiong! What are you all chatting about so enthusiastically?"

Tiexiong forced a smile. "Nothing, just chatting."

Retsu chuckled. "Tiexiong, I heard your son awakened his Sharingan last month too? Congratulations!"

Tiexiong felt pleased with himself, but spoke modestly. "Oh, he only awakened it at seven. He can't compare to your Uchiha Rìtiān."

He had expected Retsu to offer a few modest words, but instead, Retsu simply nodded. "That's true. My Uchiha Rìtiān really is a little more impressive. Awakening it at five—he's the only one in all of Uchiha history! Haha!"

Tiexiong: "..." He felt as though the words had caught in his throat.

Tiexiong's expression soured, and he said sarcastically, "Impressive, sure. I just wonder whether it's true. We never heard anything about your Uchiha Rìtiān having talent before, and then he suddenly awakened his Sharingan. Quite a surprise."

Retsu immediately flared up. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you saying my son's awakening is fake?"

"I never said that." Tiexiong shrugged. "Some people might just have gotten ridiculously lucky. Nothing but a fluke."

"You're asking for a beating!" Retsu rolled up his sleeves and was about to attack, but the people beside him hurriedly held him back.

Retsu shook with anger. "Uchiha Tiexiong, do you dare make a bet? Let your son fight mine! If my son wins, you apologize to me! If my son loses, I'll never brag again!"

Tiexiong's eyes lit up. His son was seven and had awakened his Sharingan six months ago. His Taijutsu and Ninjutsu were both decent. Uchiha Rìtiān was only five. Even with his Sharingan awakened, how strong could he be?

"Fine! You've got a bet!" Tiexiong immediately agreed.

A crowd followed to watch the fun, marching toward Uchiha Rìtiān's house.

Uchiha Rìtiān was at home working on a new ice cream flavor when he suddenly heard a commotion outside. He stepped out to look, and good grief, there was a huge throng of people.

"Dad, what's going on?" Uchiha Rìtiān looked bewildered.

Retsu immediately said, "Uchiha Rìtiān, come here! Have a fight with Uncle Tiexiong's son! Show him whether you've got real ability!"

Uchiha Rìtiān: "..." So my dad went out bragging, made a bet with someone, and now I have to fight? Dad, aren't you just making trouble for me?

Tiexiong called behind him, "Feng, come out! Have a little 'spar' with your junior, Uchiha Rìtiān!"

A boy of about seven stepped out, looking arrogant. He was Tiexiong's son, Uchiha Feng.

Uchiha Feng sized Uchiha Rìtiān up and said disdainfully, "So you're the one? Awakened the Sharingan at five? Sounds like hot air to me."

Uchiha Rìtiān picked at his ear, not bothering to respond. Someone like this wasn't even fit to carry his shoes.

Seeing him remain silent, Uchiha Feng thought he was afraid and grew even smugger. "What? Too scared to talk? I knew it. Awakening it at five? It has to be fake."

Uchiha Rìtiān rolled his eyes. "Who are you? Do I know you? Go back wherever you came from and stop bothering me while I'm making ice cream."

Uchiha Feng's face darkened. "You dare look down on me?"

"So what if I do? Going to bite me?"

"You're asking to die!" Uchiha Feng charged at him with an angry roar, throwing a punch at Uchiha Rìtiān's face.

Uchiha Rìtiān easily sidestepped it. Uchiha Feng's punch missed, making him even angrier, and he launched a fierce barrage of punches and kicks.

As though taking a leisurely stroll, Uchiha Rìtiān easily dodged every attack. What a joke. Even Uchiha Shō was no match for him, let alone Uchiha Feng.

After fighting for ages, Uchiha Feng hadn't even touched the hem of Uchiha Rìtiān's clothes. Panting with exhaustion, he said, "You... stop dodging if you've got the guts!"

Uchiha Rìtiān yawned. "Stop dodging? Stand still and let you hit me? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Uchiha Feng's face flushed red with anger, and he suddenly shouted, "Don't think you're the only one with the Sharingan!" His eyes turned red, a single tomoe spinning within them-the one-tomoe Sharingan!

The onlookers exclaimed, "Feng awakened his Sharingan too!" "Uchiha Rìtiān's in trouble now..."

Tiexiong looked smug. "Well? My son isn't bad either, is he? He awakened it at seven, but his foundation is solid!"

Retsu was a little worried. "Uchiha Rìtiān, be careful!"

Uchiha Rìtiān yawned and said lazily, "Did you finish your homework before coming out to fight? You're already picking up bad habits at your age, arranging fights like other people?"

Uchiha Feng trembled with rage and charged again with his Sharingan activated.

But the outcome was already decided. Uchiha Rìtiān activated his Sharingan too and easily ran circles around Uchiha Feng. Within a few exchanges, he spotted an opening and sent him flying with a kick.

Thud! Uchiha Feng landed face-first in the dirt and couldn't get up for a long while.

Everyone fell silent. Tiexiong's smile froze on his face.

Uchiha Rìtiān dusted off his hands, looking disdainful. "You came looking for trouble with that little ability? Go home and practice for a few more years."

Uchiha Feng climbed to his feet, so humiliated and furious that he was nearly in tears.

Tiexiong's face was livid. "You..."

Uchiha Rìtiān glanced at him. "What? You want to fight me too? Sure, but I'm afraid people will say I'm bullying my elders."

Tiexiong trembled with rage, but he really didn't dare attack. There was no glory in beating a five-year-old, and losing would be even more humiliating.

Tiexiong gritted his teeth, grabbed his son, and left.

Uchiha Rìtiān called after him, "Hey! You haven't apologized to my dad yet!"

Tiexiong stopped in his tracks, his face alternating between green and white. After struggling for a long while, he finally forced out, "Sorry!" Then he left without looking back.

Retsu burst into smug laughter. "Did you hear that? He apologized! Haha! My son really is amazing!"

Uchiha Rìtiān rolled his eyes. "Dad, could you stop making so much trouble from now on?"

Retsu put on a stern face. "How is this making trouble? I'm defending my son's reputation!"

Uchiha Rìtiān: "..." Fine, whatever you say is right.

The people around them laughed and chatted, all praising Uchiha Rìtiān's ability. Uchiha Rìtiān exchanged a few perfunctory words and went back inside. He hadn't taken such a minor character to heart at all.

What he didn't know, however, was that just after he went inside, a dark figure appeared silently on his roof.

The dark figure looked down from above, an unfathomable gleam in his eyes. "Awakened the Sharingan at five... and defeated Uchiha Feng... Interesting. Very interesting."

The dark figure's voice was low and hoarse, carrying an eerie hint of laughter. "Then let me see just how far you can grow..."

A breeze swept past, and the dark figure vanished in an instant, as though he had never appeared.

Inside the house, Uchiha Rìtiān suddenly shivered. "Strange. Why did I suddenly feel a little cold?"

He rubbed his arms and looked out the window. The sun was bright, and the weather was warm and pleasant.

Uchiha Rìtiān shook his head and went back to working on his ice cream. He had no idea that an extremely dangerous individual had already set his sights on him. A greater crisis was quietly drawing near.