"Youji, your words have gone too far."
Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore and spoke out to scold Youji.
Heiyan, after all, was the son of a wealthy family with considerable influence in the Leaf Village, and had always maintained good relations with the Uchiha clan.
However, like Youji, many Uchiha secretly despised Heiyan deep down.
Uchiha Youji had just turned eighteen and awakened his single tomoe Sharingan. Even among the powerful Uchiha clan, he was considered a genius.
Heiyan, no matter how rich he was, was still just an ordinary person in the end.
The Uchiha valued strength above all else. No matter how humble or flattering commoners were, they could never truly become friends of the Uchiha.
"It's fine. Youji must be tired. Please come rest at the guesthouse in the backyard with me."
Heiyan didn't get angry but instead made a polite gesture, showing enough tolerance and grace.
Right after Heiyan finished speaking, a senior Jonin who held high prestige within the Uchiha clan also spoke up, ordering Youji to obey and properly reflect in his room.
"Lead the way!"
Youji cast a contemptuous glance at Heiyan and coldly replied, his attitude arrogant beyond measure.
"Please."
Heiyan remained expressionless and headed toward the backyard.
Clack! Clack!
Their footsteps echoed across the stone path, one right after the other.
Behind them, the noise from the izakaya gradually faded away.
The guesthouse in the backyard was specially prepared for drunken guests to rest and stay overnight.
After entering the room, Uchiha Youji continued muttering curses under his breath until Heiyan closed the door, turned around, and calmly stared at him, making Youji feel something was off.
"What are you doing? Why haven't you left yet?"
He hissed in a low voice, frowning fiercely with hostile eyes.
Let me help you sober up.
As soon as Heiyan finished speaking, he suddenly delivered a front kick. The heavy blow landed with a loud "thud," sending Youji flying backward.
"Ugh~"
Uchiha Youji had already consumed quite a bit of alcohol. Now kicked like this, stars danced before his eyes while his stomach churned violently. He immediately vomited.
He looked utterly wretched.
"This kick's from my restaurant staff." Heiyan said indifferently.
"You..."
Youji recoiled in shock and humiliation at Heiyan's sudden strike.
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine a mere civilian daring to lay a hand on him — a member of the Uchiha clan.
"Die!"
[Chakra surged] from the soles of Youji's feet. Using the Body Flicker Technique, he charged forward holding a kunai aimed straight at Heiyan's heart.
At this moment, he truly intended to kill.
With his Sharingan activated, he possessed incredible speed and powerful dynamic vision. He didn't need any flashy ninjutsu. Just with a kunai, he could instantly eliminate his enemy before they even realized what had happened.
Yet, just when he believed Heiyan would certainly die—
Smack!
Heiyan's right hand shot out like lightning. Astonishingly, he caught the incoming kunai barehanded. No matter how hard Youji struggled, the blade wouldn't budge even half an inch forward.
Clang!
Heiyan tightened his grip, snapping the steel kunai in two before Youji's horrified eyes.
Then he unleashed a right roundhouse kick, sending a gust of wind toward Youji.
Thud!
Caught off guard, Youji barely managed to defend himself. A tremendous force surged through him, numbing his entire body from the waist down.
Before he could recover, Heiyan fired off a sharp left jolt punch. The fist rapidly grew larger in Youji's terrified eyes.
"Ugh!"
Youji cried out in pain, clutching his right eye as he fell flat on his back.
It took over two minutes for him to finally regain his composure. His right Sharingan was swollen like a panda's eye.
Trembling with fear, Youji stared up at Heiyan, who sat calmly on a chair, looking down at him.
The cut on Heiyan's right hand—inflicted by the kunai earlier—had somehow already fully healed.
"W-what do you want from me?"
Stuttering, Uchiha Youji finally came to his senses after sobering up.
"Just teaching you a lesson in place of your parents," Heiyan replied with pity in his voice. "Young ninjas should understand shinobi virtues—don't bully elders so easily."
With that, Heiyan rose and walked away, leaving the shaken Uchiha Youji behind.
There were two reasons why Heiyan chose not to discipline Youji publicly.
First, he didn't want to embarrass the Uchiha clan in front of over a hundred members—it would have led to unnecessary discomfort.
Second, Heiyan wasn't ready to reveal his true strength yet. Given Youji's prideful nature, being disciplined in private would leave him too embarrassed to go around boasting about it.
After returning to the izakaya, Heiyan continued celebrating with the Uchiha clan. Meanwhile, he discreetly expressed his interest in hiring an elite Jonin as a personal bodyguard through the police force's leadership.
Though he had awakened the Sage Transformation—granting him power on par with a Mangekyou wielder—he still had no idea who might be secretly watching him, plotting to steal his fortune or take his life.
Using the arrogant Uchiha clan as a convenient distraction to draw attention away from himself was indeed a clever strategy.
As the banquet neared its end—
A loud commotion suddenly erupted outside the izakaya. A group of rowdy thugs stormed in, clearly intending to cause havoc while drunk.
Shshshshsshh!
Every Uchiha in the room turned their heads in unison. All sorts of Sharingan—two tomoe, three tomoe, and even others—began spinning slowly, filled with murderous intent.
"We-a-are very s-sorry for the interruption," the gang leader stuttered, trembling uncontrollably with terror.
Moments later, screams echoed throughout the izakaya.
These thugs and ruffians were brutally beaten and immediately handed over to the police force's jail.
This event sent a clear message—he was under the protection of the Uchiha police force. Anyone daring to set their sights on his wealth should think twice before making a move.
No further incidents happened that night.
Bright and early the next morning, just after Heiyan got up and was about to go jogging, he saw someone leaning against the main gate.
It was a young Chunin boy roughly his age, dressed in the uniform of the police force.
He had a center-parted pompedour, sharp facial features, and deep-set eyes. Just by standing there, he gave off an air of commanding presence without even trying.
"Hello," the young man said, stepping forward and extending his hand toward Heiyan. "I've been sent by the police force's upper command to be your personal bodyguard—Fugaku Uchiha."
Maybe it was his police instincts kicking in, or maybe just typical Uchiha arrogance—he studied Heiyan with a sharp, piercing gaze.
Fugaku Uchiha?
Upon hearing this name, Heiyan's heart stirred slightly, though outwardly he remained calm as he shook the other's hand and replied, "Nice to meet you."
Fugaku Uchiha was not only the future head of the Uchiha clan in the original Naruto series, but also the father of Itachi Uchiha and Sasuke Uchiha.
"Sorry, may I ask if there's been a mistake?"
Heiyan suddenly added after they shook hands. "The bodyguard I requested was supposed to be a Jonin, not a Chunin."
Hmm?
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