In Konoha, they wiped out the Sarutobi clan at the start.

Chapter 177 Erzhuzi Finally Meets His Stepfather

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However, before Qianye could answer, Xiaonan coughed lightly, a blush spreading across the cheek of the person controlling the lantern, and she raised her eyes to signal Qianye not to continue.

"You're still young. I'll tell you when you're an adult." Qianye smiled and left these words behind before deactivating the illusion and disappearing into the dark space.

After Chiya left, Yekura followed suit.

Following them were Kakuzu, Hidan, Zetsu, Konan, Itachi, Kisame, and others who also left one after another.

In the end, only the curious Deidara and the scorpion who was more interested in the medicine remained in the pitch-black cave.

"How could you do this? Brother Chiya is really keeping us in suspense, hmm." Deidara turned to Pain, "Boss, what kind of drug did Brother Chiya give those old guys in Konoha?"

Payne's lips twitched violently.

What medicine?

It could make those nearly seventy-year-old old men celebrate wildly.

Besides that kind of medicine, what other medicine can be used?

"Aphrodisiac." Payne uttered the two words calmly, then deactivated the illusion.

All that remained was Deidara, who was petrified on the spot, and Sasori, who looked at Deidara as if he were a fool.

After opening their eyes, Chiya and Yekura exchanged a glance. Yekura snuggled into Chiya's arms and said, "Lord Chiya, you're so naughty."

"So, do you like it?" Chiya pinched Yekura's delicate nose.

Ye Cang blushed, closed her eyes, and let him take her.

But Qianye merely flicked her nose and did nothing else, chuckling, "Alright, get some rest tonight. We'll leave Konoha tomorrow, and there'll be plenty of time later."

"Is there something you need?" Ye Cang asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes. Before I leave, I'll visit a few old friends." Qianye nodded and disappeared from the room.

Meanwhile, in a remote, uninhabited jungle.

The campfire flickered gently.

Beside the campfire, Kisame and Itachi sat cross-legged on a stone stool, their hands forming a mudra.

"Having encountered Mr. Chiyo, it seems those high-ranking officials in Konoha are in for a rough time this time," Kisame said with a light laugh as he opened his eyes first.

Itachi did not answer directly. He sat cross-legged on the stone stool, keeping his hands in a hand seal position. After a moment of silence, he got up, jumped off the stone stool, and walked towards Konoha.

"Let's go, Kisame."

Now that the Third Hokage is dead, it means that the promise he made with the Third Hokage to protect Sasuke no longer exists.

At this time, news of Danzo's "defection from Konoha" had not yet spread.

The filial son was unaware that Danzo had also gotten into trouble.

He needed to go to Konoha to check on Sasuke's safety and warn Danzo that he was still alive and not to touch his foolish Ototo.

"Where to?" Kisame looked at Itachi Uchiha with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go to Konoha!" Itachi showed no sign of stopping.

Kisame followed, somewhat surprised, and said, "This isn't like you. Are you reminiscing about your hometown?"

"No, not at all." Itachi Uchiha stopped and glanced at Kisame.

"But the leader just said that we need to keep a low profile for the next three years and not show our faces easily," Kisame said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, I'm just going to check something. It won't cause too much of a commotion in Konoha." With that, Itachi Uchiha used the Body Flicker Technique to leap onto a tree trunk, and disappeared in a few flashes.

"There's really nothing we can do with him." Kisame sighed helplessly as he watched Itachi's departing figure, and followed closely behind.

Konoha Village, former site of the Uchiha clan.

The former prosperity and laughter are gone; fallen leaves flutter down, and the place is desolate.

On the vast street, only Erzhuzi stood alone, hands in his pockets, head slightly bowed, eyes obscured by shadows, slowly walking down the empty street.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, a long, narrow shadow stretched out, appearing so lonely and desolate.

At this moment, Erzhuzi was in a state of utter confusion.

On one hand, the battle between Naruto and Gaara during the day deeply stung his senses.

Especially after seeing Naruto create a thousand shadow clones and simultaneously unleash the Rasengan to attack Gaara in his tailed beast form, and then summoning the giant toad to fight Gaara.

Beyond the shock, I was also tormented.

He could hardly believe that Naruto, whom he had always considered the worst student, would unleash such tremendous energy at a crucial moment.

Looking at himself, what has he actually done all these years?

He was complacent because he had replicated Rock Lee's physical techniques and reached the latter's speed in less than a month.

After learning Chidori, he became even more arrogant and started to disregard even Gaara the Sandstorm.

In the end, he discovered that he was a clown.

As a member of the Uchiha clan, compared to Naruto and Gaara of the same age, I am nothing.

Thinking of this, Erzhuzi suddenly stopped, slammed his fist on the dilapidated telephone pole where the filial son had once stood, gritted his teeth, and cursed under his breath, "Damn it. What have I been doing all these years? Even Naruto has surpassed me."

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The angrier he got, the more Zhu Zi clenched his other fist. Without using any chakra, he began to hammer the telephone pole repeatedly with his bare hands, ignoring the blood gushing from his fist.

"You're really in a sorry state, Erzhuzi." Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out from above his head.

Sasuke subconsciously activated his Sharingan with two tomoe, and suddenly retreated dozens of meters. He looked up at the top of the telephone pole, and when he saw who it was, his pupils immediately contracted. "Fujiwara Chiya."

"Hey, Erzhuzi, looks like you still remember me. But I think you should call me something else." Qianye smiled, and without making any move, he vanished from Erzhuzi's sight in an instant.

"Gone!" Erzhuzi exclaimed in shock, his Sharingan widening as he looked around, but he couldn't find Qianye anywhere.

A long, slender, fair hand patted his back.

Erzhuzi shuddered and whirled around, only to find nothing there. Cold sweat poured down his forehead. Suppressing his fear, he roared, "Come out! Fujiwara Chiya, you bastard, come out here!"

Unfortunately, there was no one around, only his echo.

After lingering in the same spot for a while, Erzhuzi, filled with trepidation, walked and stopped intermittently, panting heavily, dragging his trembling body, exhausted and fearful, back home.

Upon opening the door, one finds Qianye already busy in the kitchen, the air filled with the unique aroma of food.

"Hey, you're back. Go wash your hands, dinner will be ready soon." Qianye, wearing an apron, turned to look at Erzhuzi with a smile on his face like that of an old father.

"Why?" Erzhuzi clenched his fists tightly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"What? Why?" Qianye asked knowingly, and said with interest, "I thought you were going to use Chidori to attack me as soon as you arrived."

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