Hiss!
Everyone in the hall sucked in a sharp breath.
No one had expected it—a smiling, lazy, always so easygoing Uchiha Kai would actually dare to make a move in a place like the Naka Shrine.
It was simply unbelievable.
The entire room went cold, and for a moment, no one knew what to say.
Especially Uchiha Tiehuo.
As someone qualified to attend clan meetings, and also in charge of patrols within the clan, he knew very well what Uchiha personalities were like.
Kai? He was the lazy type through and through, a complete slacker.
Not like an Uchiha at all—more like a Nara.
But he was wrong.
Looking at the Kai standing before him now—radiating dominance and force—he couldn't help but doubt whether this was the same Uchiha Kai he knew.
In truth, it wasn't just him.
Even Fugaku, who knew Kai the best, was left shaken.
Arrogant. Overbearing. Completely dismissive.
The Uchiha Kai standing here was nothing like the one in daily life.
At this moment, he resembled Madara himself—utterly disregarding rules and traditions, daring to lay hands on a clansman even here, in the sacred Naka Shrine.
For a moment, even Fugaku, as clan head, didn't know what to say.
In fact, forget those who bore no grudge against Kai—even the radicals, those who usually stirred up trouble, didn't dare say a word against such arrogance.
They were afraid.
Terrified that if Kai grew angry, he'd swing a fist their way.
And his strength… they knew they couldn't withstand it.
On the other side—
Uchiha Setsuna staggered to his feet, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Clearly, he had suffered internal injuries.
His eyes burned with killing intent as he glared at Kai.
He was truly furious.
For years, no one had dared treat him like this.
But Kai… how dare he?
Dragging himself back into the hall, Setsuna's face twisted with rage as he growled coldly:
"Uchiha Kai, you've gone too far!"
"This is the Uchiha's sacred ground—how dare you make a move here?"
"Do you have no respect for the clan at all?"
Yes—he was trying to bind Kai with morality.
Because deep down, he knew very well—he hadn't fought seriously in years, and he was no match for Kai anymore.
But he thought he was safe here. This was the Uchiha compound. Surely Kai wouldn't dare risk angering the entire clan?
He was wrong.
Facing his threat, Kai's lips curled into a chilling smile.
"I'm not afraid."
"So what if I don't care about the Uchiha?"
"Elder Setsuna, satisfied?"
"The truth is, I've only ever had two bonds—my parents."
"And they were killed… by certain people. Elder Setsuna, do you happen to know who those people were?"
"At worst, I'd be branded a traitor. And frankly? I don't believe the Uchiha as they now have what it takes to stop me."
"So what do you say, Elder Setsuna?"
"Want to try provoking me? I'd be very interested to see how that ends."
Kai's voice was low and icy.
Yes—right now, he was utterly lawless.
And he had the right to be.
As the clan's only known Mangekyo wielder—and with Fugaku unwilling to expose himself—Kai alone was the Uchiha's trump card.
As long as he didn't truly go too far, the clan would forgive him anything.
Why?
Because right now, he was their banner.
Setsuna understood this too.
That's why, staring into Kai's killing intent, for the first time, fear crept into his eyes.
He could see it—Kai was really insane enough to kill him here if provoked further.
What to do?
Cold sweat poured down his forehead. His mind went completely blank.
On the other side—
Fugaku shook his head helplessly.
He knew it was time for him to step in.
Clearing his throat, he spoke lightly:
"Enough."
"Since Elder Setsuna isn't feeling well, there's no need for him to stay at this meeting."
"Help him out, let him rest."
"And Kai-kun—don't waste any more time. Sit down in your place."
Fugaku treated it as though nothing had happened.
As if he'd suddenly gone blind to Kai's violence.
Yes.
He had disliked Setsuna for a long time.
But as clan head, he couldn't act out the way Kai did.
So seeing Kai beat Setsuna bloody—inside, he was overjoyed.
Punish Kai? What a joke.
In truth, not just Fugaku—everyone else in the room had "gone blind" too.
Even the radicals didn't so much as mutter about defending Setsuna.
The Uchiha were simple like that.
If you were strong, you commanded respect.
Kai wasn't surprised.
He'd already expected this.
The only reason he hadn't acted this way before was simple—he was too lazy.
Now that his power was exposed, the worries he once had no longer mattered.
It was just his personality—and the system—that kept him home and focused on getting stronger, unless provoked.
Calm as ever, Kai sat down directly below Fugaku, taking the seat of highest honor beneath the clan head.
As for Setsuna—he let two radical Jounin help him out of the shrine.
He didn't resist.
Because staying would only mean further humiliation.
"Alright, let's begin."
"The village's suppression of the Uchiha grows harsher by the day. Now they've even stopped deploying us on the front lines."
"What should we do?"
Fugaku's tone turned grim.
It was the question that plagued him most—he still hadn't decided on an answer.
So now, he wanted to hear what the clan thought.
"I say it's time to strike back."
"With a Mangekyo in our clan, it's time we forced Sarutobi Hiruzen out."
"What's there to hesitate about?"
"Kill him, and the Hokage's seat belongs to the Uchiha."
"…"
One after another, voices rose.
The majority supported the radicals.
To them, it was simple. The Uchiha were powerful—now they even had a Mangekyo.
What was there to consider?
Just do it!
Listening, Fugaku's headache worsened.
After a long silence, he finally hushed the crowd—then turned to Kai.
"Kai-kun, what do you think?"
"As the clan's only Mangekyo, and for now our strongest member—"
"What's your opinion? What should the clan do?"
"…"
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