"Father." Uchiha Fugaku, exhausted, returned home and respectfully knelt before the Uchiha clan head.
"Take a look. It's quite surprising," the elderly Uchiha patriarch said, his wrinkled face, marked with age spots, creasing further as he handed a scroll to Fugaku.
"Yes, Father." Fugaku opened the scroll, his eyes widening in shock as he read. "This...this can't be!"
"Sit down!" the Uchiha patriarch sternly ordered. "As the future head of the Uchiha clan, you must learn to remain calm, even in the face of shocking news. How else will the clan trust you to lead them?"
"Yes, Father." Fugaku quickly regained his composure, but the shock on his face was still evident as he continued reading.
Can this really be true?
The news of Xin single-handedly wiping out a squad of Jonin was already shocking enough. On top of that, there was the fact that he had used a single Genjutsu to control Shimura Jonin, a skilled Jonin, leaving him mentally scarred and bedridden for weeks.
Such feats, especially for a child, were astonishing. But what was even more terrifying was that the Third Kazekage himself had fallen victim to Xin's genjutsu. No wonder the Sand's surprise attack on the Land of Fire never saw the Kazekage on the front lines!
For so long, Konoha had been paranoid, fearing that the Kazekage was hiding somewhere, ready to launch a devastating surprise attack. But it turned out that the Kazekage had been incapacitated by Xin's Genjutsu, forced to hide and recover.
Konoha had been worrying for nothing all this time.
Taking down an entire squad of Jonin had already solidified Xin's reputation as a genius. Controlling Shimura Jonin with ease only confirmed it. But for even the so-called strongest Kazekage to fall to his Genjutsu... It's as if Xin is destined to soar to unimaginable heights.
Given time, there was no doubt he would become one of the most formidable figures in the village. With enough power, even policies could be bent to one's will. That's the reality of the world.
"So, should we continue trying to recruit him?" Fugaku couldn't help but recall his last attempt to approach Xin, which had ended in a cold rejection-a memory that still stung. "Exactly," the Uchiha patriarch said, slowly sipping his tea. "Geniuses like him don't come around often, not even for the Uchiha. And those who can truly change the course of history are worth recruiting, especially when they already carry Uchiha blood."
"The white hair...is it really that unacceptable?"
"How ridiculous," Fugaku thought, holding back his frustration. It was these old men who initially said the white hair was unacceptable.
"Fugaku, I'm getting old," the Uchiha patriarch sighed.
Fugaku clenched his fists, his head bowed. "Yes, Father. I will do my best."
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