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Not long after they started walking, Xuebao noticed that something was wrong with the captain. Why was the captain so deep in thought all day? Had he not rested well?

So he cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Thimbler, didn't you sleep well last night? Why don't you go back and rest? We can take over the patrol."

The snowstorm interrupted Thimble's thoughts. He took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead: "It's alright, let's continue patrolling."

"Okay," Snowstorm agreed, retreating back into the group.

The group walked through the bustling streets of Konoha. The market was still teeming with people in the early morning, and the villagers were full of enthusiasm for life.

But whenever the three of them walked by, pedestrians would make way for them, as if they were avoiding them at all costs.

Snowstorm and Pearl strode confidently, seemingly enjoying the awe emanating from the villagers.

Only the thimble, silently observing all this, felt a surge of sorrow within its heart.

At the same time, he was shocked.

"No wonder...no wonder the young clan leader issued that order."

"Our Uchiha clan has been like this for a long time, and has long lost the hearts of the people in the village. No wonder we can never reach the position of Hokage!"

"If things continue like this, even if I seize the Hokage position, no one will truly accept me."

"It seems that the young clan leader has also realized this problem, which is why he asked us to make changes, right?"

The thimble was secretly pondering in his heart.

Last night, elite members of the Uchiha clan like Thimble received a secret order from the young clan leader, requiring the entire clan to adjust their public behavior.

This instruction was passed down through the ranks of these elite ninjas, eventually reaching the entire clan.

And accompanied by stern warnings from several elders, anyone who disobeyed would suffer the consequences.

After all, this concerns the future grand plan of the Uchiha clan.

Previously, Thimble never cared about the way ordinary people looked at them, whether it was fear, awe, or contempt.

But now the situation is different. He can read something from those eyes and vaguely sense the young clan leader's scheme.

"Thimbler, I'm going to buy breakfast. Are you still the same as before?" Snowstorm asked with a smile as he leaned closer.

"Hmm," Thimble responded simply, and Snowstorm left the group, heading in another direction.

Thimble was about to patrol along the planned route when suddenly an idea struck him, and with a glint in his eye, he quietly followed Snowstorm's retreating figure.

Pearl looked confused: "Thimble Brother, we should go this way. That side isn't our responsibility."

"Just keep up," Thimble said coldly, quickening his pace to catch up.

Meanwhile, the snowstorm reached a bustling steamed bun shop, where several customers were lined up waiting to buy their buns.

However, the arrival of the snowstorm caused people in line and diners to hurriedly seek shelter.

The owner of the steamed bun shop was a middle-aged man with a worried expression. Seeing this, he could only smile wryly to himself before forcing a smile and stepping forward to greet the customer.

"Lord Snowstorm, you've arrived! What would you like to eat today?"

"Same as always, hurry up!" Snowstorm urged.

“Okay okay okay”

The shopkeeper quickly packed the buns and handed a bag of steamed buns to Xuebao.

Snowstorm snatched it, waved it off, and turned to leave: "Just put it on the tab, we'll settle it when we have the money."

The shopkeeper's face darkened. These Uchiha people had been on credit for over six months and had never paid up, which was undoubtedly adding insult to injury for his small business.

But he dared not say more; he had warned him once before and almost suffered the consequences.

Just as the snowstorm was receding into the distance, an angry young girl rushed out of the steamed bun shop.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!"

The shop owner was horrified and quickly grabbed the girl, saying, "Don't shout!"

But Xue Bao had already heard him turn around, his face as cold as ice.

"What? You haven't paid? I said I'd settle the bill later, are you deaf?"

The snowstorm was closing in, like a ferocious beast about to go berserk.

The girl didn't back down: "You've owed me for six months, is that any different from not paying at all!"

The snowstorm suddenly laughed: "Then I'll tell you the difference."

In the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of the young woman, raising his giant hand to strike.

The girl burst into tears, curling up into a ball. As an ordinary person, she was powerless to dodge the ninja's attack, and the slap was about to fall...

At this critical moment, the snowstorm's hand stopped in mid-air.

A strong, powerful hand gripped his wrist tightly.

The snowstorm was taken aback; who dared to stop him?

Turning my head, I saw Thimble, expressionless.

He immediately put on a fawning smile: "Thimbro, what brings you here too?"

"What are you doing?" Thimble stared sternly at him.

"I was just about to teach this ungrateful commoner a lesson."

Thimble stared at him, while Snowstorm remained unconcerned, clearly not taking the matter seriously.

Dingzhen sighed inwardly, realizing that the young clan leader's plan would likely face some twists and turns.

He released Xuebao's hand, and Xuebao quickly rubbed his wrist; the grip had made it ache.

Is this the difference between elite Uchiha ninjas and ordinary ones? The thimble's authority in his mind grew even stronger.

At this moment, Thimble stared at him with a serious expression and said earnestly, "I hope I never see something like this again, you know what I mean?"

He didn't let Xuebao apologize to the other party because he knew that such a hypocritical act would only increase the other party's resentment and would be meaningless.

Only by truly addressing the root causes and preventing similar incidents from recurring can we provide genuine and effective support for the Young Chieftain Program.

Chapter 50 The Thimbled Pin's Bizarre Adventure 2

"And you, remember to tell the rest of our team this rule when we get back." He didn't forget Pearl either.

"Understood!"

Looking at Uchiha Shine's serious expression, the two couldn't help but feel a chill. Had their captain changed his ways?

Although Thimble didn't bully civilians like they did, he always stood by and did nothing, which in a way made him an accomplice.

But how could he...?

But they dared not disobey and could only nod in agreement.

"Let's go," Thimble said cleanly, turning and leaving.

Snowstorm and pearl followed closely behind.

Just then, a faint complaint came from behind: "They won't pay you again, how mean!"

Thimble paused, turning back with a puzzled look.

Snowstorm mistakenly thought the captain was angry, and immediately turned around to yell at the source of the voice: "You ungrateful wretch, do you think I really can't handle you?"

"Snowstorm, shut up!"

The thimble suddenly shouted a sharp rebuke to stop.

"Yes, Captain!" Snowstorm trembled at Thimble's shout, standing there bewildered.

The thimble slowly approached the owner of the voice; his robust physique seemed to emanate an invisible pressure.

The girl trembled with fear and dared not look him in the eye.

"What do you mean by not paying?"

Thimble felt that this was the first time in his life he had spoken so softly to ordinary people.

The girl was also shocked by this "gentle" Uchiha. Usually, every Uchiha was bossy and domineering towards them; this was the first time someone had spoken so gently.

She stole a glance at her father, then looked at the thimble.

With gritted teeth and mustering her courage, she told them about the bills that Xue Bao owed her for six months.

She fantasized that perhaps she had encountered a different kind of Uchiha today, and maybe she would have a chance to get her money back.

After speaking, Dingzhen's expression didn't change much, but he glanced at Xuebao with his head turned to look at her. Those deep, ancient eyes made Xuebao's heart tighten.

"Is what she said true?" Thimble asked.

Yes...yes.

Without saying much, Thimble turned to the girl and asked, "How much in total?"

A flicker of surprise flashed in both the girl's and her father's eyes. Could it be...?

The girl hurriedly gave a number.