The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 77 Kurenai Yuhi: Please Don't Do This

The Konoha shopping street at dusk was bathed in the orange glow of the afterglow.

Sarutobi Asuma's daimyo guard uniform was covered in dust.

He was once the son of the Third Hokage, a man of great status, and many villagers in Konoha knew him, but now...

"Get out of Konoha! You Sarutobi family bastard!"

Suddenly, a rotten tomato smashed down at Sarutobi Asuma's feet, splashing juice onto his fine leather boots.

Sarutobi Asuma looked up in astonishment and saw the old woman selling dumplings at the street corner, waving her rolling pin and staring at him with a face full of anger.

Faced with this sudden attack and insults, Sarutobi Asuma looked miserable and fled in a sorry state amidst the laughter of the crowd.

He originally intended to go to Kurenai Yuhi and tell her about his longing for her.

However, he unexpectedly ran into Kurenai's father near her house... Kurenai Yuhi.

"Uncle Zhen Hong, I'm innocent... I genuinely love Hong!"

Kurenai Yuhi remained expressionless, but the chill in his eyes sent a shiver down Asuma's spine.

"Asma, stay away from my daughter! If I find out you're harassing her again, I'll break your legs!"

Sarutobi Asuma opened his mouth, wanting to say something in his defense.

But seeing Shinku's angry expression, he fled like a frightened rabbit.

Asuma looked up at the sky, unable to understand... It hadn't been long before the Sarutobi clan's status in Konoha was like that of rats crossing the street.

The portly owner of the eighth inn called out through the crack in the door, "Sorry, our inn is full!"

Sarutobi Asuma used his shoulder to block the closing shop door: "Boss, I see, you clearly still have vacant rooms."

The portly boss wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, his eyes darting around: "Young Master Sarutobi... as you know, the villagers have a lot of complaints about your family right now... today, someone even threw rotten eggs at the Shimura family's old house, so we dare not let you move in."

Asuma grew up in Konoha, and he was very familiar with the roads and people there.

As soon as he pulled his shoulder away, the door slammed shut.

The fat boss even yelled through the door, "We won't earn the Sarutobi family's dirty money!"

Those around him stared intently at Sarutobi Asuma, and occasionally someone would curse, "Why don't all the Sarutobi family members just die!"

Upon hearing this, Sarutobi Asuma took a deep drag on his cigarette, trying to numb his frustration with the nicotine.

Since going to Daming Prefecture, he has become addicted to smoking, especially when he misses Yuhi Kuri.

As he turned the corner, he suddenly stopped.

The girl in front of the flower shop—that figure is so familiar, so longed for.

Thirteen-year-old Kurenai Yuhi was selecting flowers, and the way her slender fingers gently caressed the petals reminded Asuma of his school days...

"red!"

Asma strode forward and, without thinking, reached out to grab her wrist.

Kurenai, however, retreated quickly like a startled deer.

"Asuma, please don't call me that. Just pretend we don't know each other."

Asuma's hand froze in mid-air, his eyes unfocused: "Red, what Father and the others did has nothing to do with me. And Red, do you know how much I suffered to see you..."

Kurenai's gaze fell on the exquisite crest of the Land of Fire on the cuff of his uniform.

"Unrelated? Then why...did you leave without saying goodbye...why did you join the daimyo's ranks like your father?"

Seeing Kurenai turn to leave, Asuma grabbed her wrist in a moment of panic.

"Wait! Hong, we grew up together. You know very well what I've done, and you also know my feelings..."

"Let me go, Asuma!"

Yuhi Hong suddenly raised her voice, attracting the attention of several passersby.

"Let go of that pretty girl!"

A young man dressed in dark green brocade robes leaped from a lavishly decorated carriage, his waist adorned with aristocratic ornaments that jingled with his movements.

Hideaki Hikawa, 18 years old, is the young master of the Hikawa family.

He subtly moved between the two, his long, slender fingers gently resting on Asma's wrist.

"Sir, forcing a lady is not gentlemanly conduct."

Seeing him place his hand on Kurenai's arm, Asuma's anger ignited instantly.

The humiliation accumulated in Daimyo Prefecture, the resentment of being implicated by his clan, and the cold attitude of Yuhi Kurenai all led him to vent his anger on Hikawa Hideaki.

"Get out of my way! This is our private matter!"

Two wild punches, accompanied by a whistling sound, struck Hideaki Hikawa directly in the face and chest.

The young nobleman had no time to react and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a fruit stand on the street.

Apples and oranges from the fruit stand rolled all over the ground, and Hideaki Hikawa curled up in pain.

"Murder! The Sarutobi family's bastards are trying to silence us!" some Konoha villagers shouted.

"Sarutobi Asuma, stop right there!"

Three figures appeared simultaneously.

Two Uchiha clan members wearing guard armbands pressed down on Asuma's shoulders, one on each side, their three-tomoe Sharingan spinning rapidly.

Meanwhile, a member of the Hyuga clan was already squatting next to Hideaki Hikawa, veins bulging around his Byakugan.

Hinata Himon lightly tapped Hikawa Hideaki's chest with his finger to stop the bleeding: "Three ribs are broken, there is slight bleeding in the spleen, and the nasal bone in his face is collapsed. He needs to be taken to the hospital immediately."

Uchiha Tetsuka skillfully sealed Asuma's chakra, then handcuffed him, the metal rings making a cold clicking sound as they tightened.

"Sarutobi Asuma, you are under arrest for allegedly assaulting a nobleman."

Asuma struggled, arrogantly shouting, "Uchiha Tekka! I am the Daimyo's guard, you have no right to..."

Uchiha Inahisa glanced at Hikawa Hideaki, who was being carried onto a stretcher. Suddenly, she increased the pressure on Asuma's head, slamming it hard onto the ground.

"Sarutobi Asuma, although you are the daimyo's bodyguard, you will be tried for injuring someone in Konoha. Moreover, you attacked nobles, who are honored guests of Konoha."

Hideaki Hikawa lay on the stretcher, painfully wiping away the blood from his nose. His once handsome face was now contorted with pain.

"Sarutobi Asuma... I swear in the name of the Hikawa family heir, I will make you pay the price..."