In the afternoon, there is a slight snow.

It is the coldest time of the year now. After heavy snow, light snow is raised. Under the cold wind, there are fewer people going out to do activities than before. Even if you go out, you have to wrap a thick cotton coat and a soft scarf.

Even the arrogant Uchiha is no exception. Her slightly bloated dress and her chilling attitude make them seem to have less indifference than being close to, and more of a sense of ordinary intimacy.

Of course, this is just a manifestation, and it is an appearance that no one cares about.

The Uchiha tribe naturally exudes a arrogant temperament, especially when interacting with outsiders. They can usually be distinguished at a glance. What makes people feel intimate is actually the aliens in this tribe.

To outsiders, Uchiha Fugao is a typical Uchiha, especially since he was named a genius, and later became the leader of Uchiha and the captain of Konoha's security forces. He has been in a high position for a long time and has cultivated his majesty and momentum, which is far beyond the ordinary Uchiha.

However, who knows what kind of troubles this Uchiha patriarch has?

In the restaurant, Uchiha Fugaku put down the tableware regularly, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then looked at his wife and second son sitting opposite him.

As for the eldest son Itachi, he received an emergency call from Anbu last night, so he was unable to have breakfast with his family.

This situation is very common for ninjas, and Itachi is now a member of the Anbu, which is even more different from ordinary ninjas.

However, the order from Anbu's summoning was once again covered with a haze for Uchiha Fugaku's heart. He became more and more anxious about the next visit to that person.

Of course, even so, he still maintained Uchiha's demeanor and spent lunch with his family as usual.

"Don't go out again in the afternoon, so is Sasuke." Uchiha Tokugaki said.

"Hmm?" Uchiha Mikoto looked at her husband in surprise, then didn't ask any more questions. The gentle expression in her eyes became a little serious, and nodded and responded: "I understand, don't worry."

Although she only heard about the family's affairs, as the wife of Uchiha Fugaku, who is the patriarch, even if she is influenced by her, she knows many things that ordinary people do not know.

However, as a qualified wife, even though she doesn't know where Uchiha Fugao is going, or what she wants to do, or whoever she meets, she unconditionally trusts the other party. For a woman who is almost completely devoted to the family, her husband and children are everything to her.

But this kind of advice made Sasuke feel a little worried.

His brows frowned, grabbed the chopsticks and glanced at Uchiha Fugao several times. After all, he wanted to speak but stopped, and finally vented his depression on the food.

Of course, these small movements could not be hidden from Uchiha Fugaku's eyes. He stood up and paused in place for a few seconds, recalling the time when Sasuke wanted to learn the art of the high fireball.

"Sasuke, practice at home in the afternoon, and I will take the exam for you later." He told Sasuke, "If I improve, I may be able to take time to teach you how to learn the fire escape technique."

"Really?" Sasuke shouted with joy when he heard this.

"Where is eating."

Uchiha Mikoto hurriedly pressed Sasuke's shoulder, otherwise he might have jumped to the table now and couldn't help but pat his head angrily.

After leaving home, Uchiha Fugao walked to a remote alley and walked out of the other side for a moment, but what he walked out was just a secret clone. His original body had already taken a special road and headed towards the suburbs of Konoha Village.

The cold wind blew the flying snowflakes, flying in the forest where only bare branches remained.

The area far away from the villagers' living area is particularly quiet around it, as if no one has ever been involved.

However, Uchiha Fugao keenly noticed a breath, then stopped and looked at him as he felt a ninja dressed in Anbe, standing on a solid tree branch and looking at him.

"Please follow me."

The indifferent tone came, and the ninja turned around, pointed his back at Uchiha Fugaku, and then jumped out.

Without hesitation, Uchiha Fugao followed closely. After a moment, he passed through a barrier. The scene in the forest immediately changed, and an entrance to the underground appeared in front of him.

Illusion combined with barrier art. I haven’t heard of the barrier class developing this method. Is that one?

Uchiha Fugaku thought about the information of that person silently, and he was so guessing in his heart.

Following the dim road deep into the ground, the ninja at the root finally stopped in front of a thick and simple door, then moved away from the side, signaling Uchiha Fugaku into action.

Looking at the door in front of him, Uchiha Fugao looked calm, nodded slightly, and then raised his foot and walked forward.

With a creaking sound, the door was open, and the empty scene inside came into view, and then the figure sitting on the high seat.

The simple and heavy door closed in a slight muffled sound. Uchiha Fugao stopped and said respectfully but unfairly: "Thank you, Lord Natsuki, for the opportunity for me to come here to meet you in person."

His voice seemed particularly clear and powerful in the empty space. When he heard his words, the young man above the high seat shook his head slightly and sighed, as if something was beyond his expectations.

"I really didn't expect you to be so persistent when you came. You actually handed me a message for the second time." Natsuki frowned and said in a low tone: "Tell me, Uchiha Fugao, you are not here to declare war on behalf of Uchiha!"

As soon as this said, the cold and cold space seemed to suddenly solidify, and strong murderous aura and pressure poured down from the high seat, gathering towards Uchiha Fuga.

Due to this external influence and stimulation, Uchiha Fugaku's body was shocked, and at the same time, a scarlet color flashed in his eyes, and he was immediately forced to suppress by his powerful self-control.

He lowered his head and breathed gently, "Nothing happened!"

"Hmph! Do you know in your heart?" Xia Shu snorted coldly and said coldly: "If you come here just to say such a thing, turn around and go back directly. Doing meaningless things will be a waste of time in the end."

The tone of this sentence was cold, but in addition to this, it seemed to contain some disappointment.

Hearing this, Uchiha Fugao couldn't help but feel anxious, but he still thought for a moment before speaking again: "Please calm down, Lord Natsuki, I urgently request a meeting because of the current situation of our tribe. However, I have no intention of declaring war."

"That's just you." Natsuki said mercilessly, "Although he has the name of the patriarch, how many people care about your ideas in the Uchiha clan?"
Chapter completed!