Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 150 How could such a thing happen?

Yan Yi had prepared some luggage and was currently tinkering with her outfit.

"Hmm... I don't think I need to bring anything, since it's just a trip back to my clan's territory..."

Yan Yi tidied his clothes. He was still wearing the same light gray-blue clothes as before, along with slightly darker blue shorts. Instead of wooden clogs, he was wearing combat sandals.

Yan Yi pondered when to create the ninja open-toed shoes so that everyone's clothing could be upgraded.

After tying the red rope that he usually wore around his waist, Yan tucked the scroll containing his luggage into his lower back and finally picked up his sword and hung it on his shoulder.

"Banban! Is it done yet?" Yan Yi asked Banban, who was fiddling with the belt beside him.

Itama struggled to pull up his pants; the pants worn by the Senju clan were indeed not very comfortable to wear. Seeing this, Yan Yi had no choice but to go over and help him.

"Hmm...when should we implement simpler clothing? For ninjas, the more conducive to combat, the better, right?" Yan Yi muttered as he helped Itama tie his belt.

Itama adjusted the tightness of his waistband, then picked up his favorite off-white haori and put it on. The edges of the haori were embroidered with green patterns.

"Yan Yi, you want to promote new clothing? Hmm... I don't understand, but our current attire should have some significance..." Itama muttered, slinging his weapon over his shoulder.

"Let's talk about it later, let's set off now!"

The two boys held hands and walked towards the main gate of Konoha...

......

Yan Yi thought it would just be an ordinary trip home, but she probably never knew, or even anticipated, that some of the plans she had made in advance had already begun to affect her.

"Banban... Waaah... Wait for me a little longer, we'll be home soon, waaah..." Yan Yi hugged Banjian, who was covered in blood, and tears streamed down her face like they were free.

Itama was seriously injured, his whole body covered in cuts from sharp blades. If it weren't for his naturally strong physique, he might have already died from blood loss.

"Young Master Yan! Don't worry, we'll be at the village soon!"

A member of the Uchiha clan, also looking anxious and covered in blood, still comforted Yan Yi.

The giant summoning beast beneath their feet carried the group of people quickly toward the village. This summoning beast was a summoning dog of the Inuzuka clan and one of the two people secretly protecting them this time.

Yan Yi's fists were clenched so tightly that her palms were bleeding from her fingernails. The three tomoe in her eyes spun slowly, but they were already soaked with tears.

"The Shimura clan has gone mad! They actually want to assassinate the young master?"

The Uchiha ninja's eyes were practically spitting fire. He never expected that the seemingly honest and unassuming Shimura clan would be found guilty of espionage.

Now they've even completely dropped their pretense and are openly assassinating Yan Yi like this?

Unforgivable!

After a grueling battle, and with the help of this elite Inuzuka clan ninja, the group managed to escape from the encirclement of seven or eight elite Shimura clan members...

Perhaps these people were not as strong as the elites of these big families, but the enemy had more people and launched a sudden sneak attack, which almost allowed them to succeed!

If it weren't for Itama blocking that fatal blow, Yan Yi might not be standing here unharmed.

Although the journey wasn't far, Yan Yi had never felt the time drag on so long.

The wound between the boards was still bleeding profusely. Yan Yi wanted to cover it, but the slippery sensation and bright red blood seeping through his fingers kept eroding his reason...

"Yan Yi...am I...going to die..." Itama's eyes were slightly open, his eyelashes trembled, and his face was unusually pale.

He wanted to reach out and wipe away Yan Yi's tears, but he couldn't see Yan Yi's face clearly; he could only hear her crying.

"Don't talk, Banban, you'll be fine. We'll be at the village soon!" As Yan Yi spoke, the outline of Konoha's gate gradually came into view.

The enormous wolfhound summoning beast was quite conspicuous, and the ninjas stationed in the village noticed the anomaly immediately, rushing to the scene...

......

Outside the intensive care unit, Yan sat blankly on the floor in the corner of the corridor, unable to understand... why this had happened.

Had he really done something wrong? He had tried his best to prevent the tragedy from happening, but this time, something felt very strange...

He didn't know if some mysterious force was forcibly altering everyone's fate, or if it was that monster called Black Zetsu playing tricks.

The Shimura clan actually intended to kill me? What gave them the right? Didn't they know that such an action would lead to the extermination of their clan...?

"Don't worry... Banban will be fine."

It was Hashirama who spoke. His face was gloomy, and the air of naivety he usually exuded had completely disappeared.

His younger brother was his Achilles' heel; no one could harm him. Even though some mysterious force influenced his way of thinking, he knew very well that Banban was the youngest of his brothers and needed to be protected...

Madara, standing to the side, was even more so. At this moment, Madara Uchiha was full of evil aura. When he heard that his younger brother had been assassinated, the Sharingan in his eyes flashed instantly.

Having accumulated chakra for a long time, this stimulation caused his eyes to naturally transform into three jet-black tomoe.

"I'm going to kill them all, Hashirama, you don't have any objections, do you..." Madara said coldly, his calm tone making people feel oppressed.

Hashirama didn't reply, but Madara already knew. Hashirama didn't want to kill, but he didn't stop him... That was enough. This was the angrier he could be in Hashirama's personality.

Tobirama pushed open the ward door, looking exhausted, but his expression seemed relatively relaxed.

"I have no objection to killing them all, but we need to figure out first how they got such audacity, where their confidence came from..."

"How is Tobirama? What about him...?" Hashirama asked anxiously as he saw his younger brother come out.

Tobirama nodded and replied, "There's no danger now. The hemostasis technique worked... It's just that Ichiban lost too much blood, and thankfully, no vital organs were injured."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yi's tears welled up again. She immediately stood up and ran quickly towards Tobirama, crying out with red eyes, "Is Tobirama really alright? It's all my fault! I was too careless and didn't notice the danger..."

His eyes still gleamed with a faint red light; those blood-red eyes looked so eerie, yet so beautiful.

Tobirama looked helpless and simply said, "Although I do want to blame you, Banban did it voluntarily to protect you. Besides, not only you, but even I didn't expect them to suddenly have an attack."

In short, everything was alright in the boardroom, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood of Hashirama and Tobirama was a perfect match for Itama, and it was only after his two older brothers donated blood to him that Itama's condition stabilized.

"It seems we were a bit complacent..." Hashirama said with a look of self-reproach; he hadn't expected this at all.

Ban walked over to Yan Yi, squatted down, and gently hugged his younger brother.

"Don't worry, your friend will be fine." Madara's voice remained calm, but he knew that this killing intent was directed at Konoha.

Tobirama plopped down on the ground, looking irritated, and said, "Our medical skills are still too low. If that stab had been a little off, the guy would have... But what we need to do right now is to quickly organize a team to investigate!"

Of course, a thorough investigation is necessary. Madara has already vaguely sensed that the Shimura clan incident might just be a trigger...

The real danger is probably yet to come.