After the clan meeting ended, the members were all incredibly excited, some even itching for a fight on their way back.
However, they all remembered the Clan Head’s instruction to forget everything that happened today; even those who hadn’t awakened their Sharingan kept their lips sealed.
Secrecy brings success, while loose lips lead to failure.
Although most ninjas weren’t highly educated, they understood this principle.
Right now, the Uchiha were waiting for the perfect opportunity!
Shisui, walking at the back, was filled with worry.
He didn’t know where the Uchiha were headed, which led to him failing to notice the odd behavior between Genya and Clan Head Fugaku.
Uchiha Genya left with the Clan Head; he was likely discussing the details of the coup.
He knew that if things continued this way, it would lead to nothing good for the family.
Powerful as the Uchiha were, they were no match for the entire Hidden Leaf.
Shisui clenched his fists tightly.
After much thought, Shisui decided to report the contents of today’s meeting to Lord Third.
He believed that the Hokage would surely have a way to stop the Uchiha from teetering over the edge of destruction.
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After awakening the Mangekyo, Genya had become much more confident.
Before, he needed to strategize and act carefully, even needing Fugaku to stand at the front as his shield.
But after awakening the Mangekyo, Uchiha Genya firmly believed that there were only a handful of people in the entire ninja world who could challenge him.
Moreover, the ocular powers in his left and right eyes were completely broken.
It wouldn’t be unreasonable for him to act a bit more arrogant now.
In this moment, he finally understood why the Second Pillar became so incredibly pompous after awakening the Mangekyo, looking at everyone as if they were just walking corpses.
Genya’s mindset was currently very similar.
This was something etched into the Uchiha bloodline—once the Mangekyo was awakened, that change was permanent.
The power of the Mangekyo was simply too broken, to the point where no matter how hard an ordinary person worked their whole life, they could never surpass it.
If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, he would have broken into a classic Uchiha maniacal laugh right then and there.
However, he knew the ninja world was still very dangerous, with many hidden powers capable of taking his life.
Not to mention Black Zetsu, who manipulated every generation of Indra and Asura, there were also far more dangerous Otsutsuki hiding in some unknown corner.
Knowing this, Genya only allowed himself a moment of arrogance before returning to his usual calm and cautious demeanor.
Uchiha Genya followed Fugaku to the Head of the Police Force’s office.
After entering the room, Fugaku sat in his chair and looked at the calm young man before him with a stern expression.
There was no one else present.
The secret of the Mangekyo was known only to successive Clan Heads and those who had actually awakened it.
Others, even the elders, seeing the blood at the corners of Genya’s eyes, only thought he had been stimulated during the meeting and his ocular power had spiked.
They didn’t even consider the legendary Mangekyo that their ancestor, Uchiha Madara, had awakened.
In truth, awakening the Mangekyo sometimes really didn’t depend on talent.
Obito was a dead last in the Ninja Academy and a mediocre shinobi on the battlefield.
Yet, after witnessing the death of the person he loved most, didn’t he jump straight from a two-tomoe Sharingan to the Mangekyo level?
As long as there was intense emotion—whether love or hate—the Sharingan could be rapidly triggered and enhanced.
It had little to do with the ninja’s inherent talent.
Genya also realized now that it probably wasn’t the system’s Yin Release power; it was truly the words he had just spoken that had even convinced himself.
Thinking of this, he felt a bit odd, even wanting to laugh.
‘It turns out I actually meant it when I said I wanted to change this world!’
After entering the office, Genya sat down casually across from Fugaku and picked up the teapot in front of him to pour himself a cup.
For an old-fashioned man like Fugaku, such behavior was somewhat disrespectful.
But guessing that Genya might have awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, he suppressed his annoyance.
After all, for the current clan, a pair of Mangekyo was a combat force capable of changing the situation.
Even as the Clan Head, he had to show sufficient respect.
This was the only benefit within the Uchiha: there was no seniority hierarchy based on age.
As long as you were strong enough, you would receive the unanimous respect of everyone from top to bottom.
However, Fugaku still found it hard to believe as he looked at the casual Genya, who seemed to show no deference to him as the Clan Head.
Which Uchiha who had awakened the Mangekyo in the past hadn’t gone through a sea of corpses and blood on the battlefield, experiencing profound enlightenment only after the agony of losing a loved one?
Of course, Genya had been to the battlefield, and Fugaku would not deny Genya’s strength and contributions to the Uchiha.
But to awaken the Mangekyo just like that during a passionate speech—wasn’t that a bit too much of a joke?
‘You’re making the ancestors who went through countless hardships and lost everything to awaken the Mangekyo look like idiots!’
Steadying his mind, Fugaku finally couldn’t suppress his curiosity and asked the most critical question first.
“What exactly were you thinking?
Why did you incite the clan members’ emotions like that?”
That was right.
In Fugaku’s eyes, Genya’s behavior at the clan meeting was nothing but incitement.
This kind of behavior was actually very dangerous.
The Uchiha were a bellicose and irritable clan by nature, and because of their immense pride, their relationship with the villagers of the Leaf wasn’t great.
One could even say that in the Leaf, the Uchiha were isolated and without aid.
In such a situation, if the sensitive nerves of the Uchiha were further provoked, it could lead to a situation that even a pair of Mangekyo couldn’t control.
Genya took a sip of the tea.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t much of a tea drinker, so he couldn’t tell the quality.
He only felt the fragrance lingering on his tongue; it was indeed good tea.
Putting down the teacup, Genya looked up and met Fugaku’s gaze seriously.
“Clan Head, before we officially begin our conversation, I want to ask you a question.”
Fugaku looked at Genya without saying a word.
Genya continued on his own, “You’re also someone who participated in the Third War.
The question I want to ask is: why does war break out?”
“Or to put it another way, why did the other four Great Hidden Villages, without exception, choose to invade the Land of Fire?”
This question wasn’t hard to answer.
Fugaku replied immediately without thinking:
“Because the Land of Fire has the most fertile land.
The other four villages all covet its territory.”
If there was one nation that didn’t have territorial claims on the Land of Fire, it was likely the Land of Water, where the Hidden Mist Village was located.
The Hidden Mist Village was situated overseas, in terrain that was easy to defend but hard to attack.
Even if they launched a beachhead assault and occupied a piece of land in the Land of Fire, they could never hold it.
But they had their own motives: to rush in and take a big bite out of the choice meat while the Leaf was busy putting out fires everywhere.
Therefore, in essence, the other four Great Hidden Villages launched wars for the purpose of plundering resources and land.