My name is Uchiha Touhuan, and I beat the villagers so badly they cried out in pain.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they left the restaurant, surrounded by their friends and entourage.

"It's such a long night, why don't we go to Kabukicho and have a couple more drinks?" suggested Uchiha Touhuan, who was surrounded by everyone.

"Since Chief Dou Huan has spoken, I have no choice but to accompany him!" Inuzuka Kaze laughed, already slightly tipsy.

The group, now relaxed by the alcohol, burst into laughter upon hearing this. Even Hinata Keito and Hinata Ken, who had previously been serious, wore slightly lewd smiles.

"Chief Dou Huan! There are girls in the team!" said Uzuki Yugao with a hint of annoyance.

"Oh, I didn't think that through!" Uchiha Touhuan said with a smile, then took out a wad of banknotes from the sealed scroll and roughly stuffed them into Gekko Hayate's arms. "Hayate, why don't you take your little girlfriend and have some fun in town!"

"That's right, just remember to come back early tonight," Kuroki Ryuta teased.

The laughter of the crowd made the young couple blush, but Gekko Hayate still accepted Uchiha Touhuan's money, said goodbye to the others, and went shopping with Uzuki Yugao.

As for the others, they headed towards Kabukicho.

After everyone had gone far away, Uchiha Touhuan's true form slowly emerged from the shadows of the street and walked in another direction.

……

Inside the lord's mansion in Tanzaku Town, in the region where the largest gambling den in the Land of Fire is located, the lord of this place is naturally no ordinary person.

Aside from the noble title officially granted by the Land of Fire, Yamamoto Taro's castle lord's mansion also housed hundreds of samurai and more than ten ninjas. In addition, his interactions with some ninja clans in Konoha Village made Yamamoto Taro's position as castle lord as secure as a mountain.

After the evening's banquet ended, Yamamoto Taro, with a lewd grin on his face and an arm around a curvaceous young woman, drunkenly walked into his bedroom.

"Tonight will surely be a pleasant night." Yamamoto Taro chuckled. However, as soon as he looked up, before he could even turn on the light, he discovered that a person was sitting on the sofa by the window in his luxurious bedroom. The moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the person and the kunai that was being repeatedly wiped in his hand, reflecting a terrifyingly cold light.

The woman in Yamamoto Taro's arms instinctively wanted to scream, but a red glint flashed in the eyes of the man by the window, and the woman in Yamamoto Taro's arms instantly collapsed powerlessly.

Yamamoto Taro sobered up instantly. Whoever appeared in his bedroom at this time, holding a sharp weapon, seemed to have ill intentions.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Yamamoto Taro had seen his share of storms, and although he was covered in cold sweat, he maintained his composure and kept backing away.

"I suggest you don't back up any further, or that thing behind you on the right will explode," the newcomer said sarcastically. "I'm not sure if you'll die, but you'll definitely fly away."

Taro Yamamoto abruptly stopped and looked back. He saw an explosive tag stuck to his right rear, and the trigger was now only a few centimeters away from his right foot.

Taro Yamamoto swallowed hard. Despite his high position, he had never faced death so closely before.

"Sir, let's talk this out. Do you want money or..." Yamamoto Taro stopped in his tracks, but his hands continued to move. He planned to make some noise in the bedroom. As long as the guards in the lord's mansion reacted, the samurai and ninjas he had paid a lot of money to raise could tear the intruder to shreds in an instant!

The person by the window seemed oblivious, smiling as they watched Yamamoto Taro slowly move forward until he knocked over a large flowerpot by the door, the sound of shattering porcelain echoing throughout the room.

However, the guards from the lord's mansion that Yamamoto Taro was expecting did not appear for a long time. At this moment, the person by the window spoke.

"Are you waiting for the samurai and ninja in this mansion?" The person by the window slowly got up and walked slowly towards Yamamoto Taro. His footsteps were very light, but in Yamamoto Taro's ears, they were not as light as the footsteps of death.

"Two Jonin from the Shimura clan, twelve wandering ninjas, and 271 samurai—it took a bit of effort to deal with them." The newcomer approached Yamamoto Taro and reached out to turn on the room's light. A handsome face gradually came into focus in Yamamoto Taro's eyes, and the three tomoe swirling in his blood-red eyes startled Yamamoto Taro.

"The Uchiha clan?"

"Good insight." Uchiha Touhuan patted Yamamoto Taro's chubby face with the side of his kunai.

"As a ninja of Konoha, your actions are probably against the rules." After seeing the Sharingan, Yamamoto Taro calmed down considerably. For the Uchiha clan, a ninja clan of Konoha, to attack him, a nobleman with a title from the Land of Fire, was a capital offense.

"Rules?" Uchiha Touhuan chuckled. "Then let's talk about rules."

"Over the course of four years, Mr. Yamamoto provided Shimura Danzo, a traitor to Konoha, and his criminal gang with a total of 1.8 billion ryo on several occasions, attempting to help Shimura Danzo control the military power of the Land of Fire. What do you think the Daimyo would do if he knew about this?"

Uchiha Touhuan spoke with a half-smile, while Yamamoto Taro's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Sir, you can't speak carelessly. I just want to find some guards," Yamamoto Taro hurriedly clarified. It was true; he had spent a lot of money hiring Shimura clan ninjas precisely because they were strong and could help him with some dirty work. He had never considered the other party's intention to control Konoha.

"Just guards? We'll see if the Daimyo believes it or not," Uchiha Touhuan laughed.

"What exactly do you want, sir?" Yamamoto Taro asked, taking a deep breath.

"Personally, I believe in Lord Yamamoto's loyalty to the daimyo, but you should know that our daimyo is rather suspicious." Uchiha Touhuan's kunai fluttered in his hand like butterflies. "So? Still want to talk about rules?"

"Please keep this a secret for me, and I will reward you handsomely afterward." The sharp edge of the kunai grazed Yamamoto Taro's nose several times, directly shattering his mental defenses. He immediately knelt down and said this.

"What do you take me for?" Uchiha Touhuan asked, his face showing displeasure.

"Yes, yes, I deserve to die, but please, sir, have mercy and spare my life." With his life in someone else's hands, Yamamoto Taro could no longer hold back and immediately kowtowed to Uchiha Touhuan.

After watching him kowtow for a while, Uchiha Touhuan slowly spoke, "I see your Tanabata Street business is doing quite well. How much profit do you make each month?"