Konoha's Byakugan Grandmaster

Wearing a black and white robe, with white ribbons on the temples and bangs falling down.

Qingxuan was a little confused by what he saw in the mirror. His clothes and hairstyle looked a bit like Indra's childhood clothes.

"its not bad, right."

Standing next to Qingxuan, Hinata Qi's eyes turned into crescent moons. She liked to dress Qingxuan very much and often made him various clothes.

"It's not good to dress like this when attending a funeral." He hesitated a little. Today he was going to pay homage to Konoha White Fang.

Although the color of the clothes was not fancy, he felt that it would be better to wear black clothes.

"It doesn't matter. I'll just put a black cloak on you outside later. It's cold outside." She touched Qingxuan's head.

In fact, he wanted to say that there was no need to go to such trouble, but when he saw Hinata Qi's happy face, he swallowed his words.

Hatake's house is located in the southeast corner of Konoha, and the location is not bad.

The cold wind was blowing, and there were many ninjas wearing black clothes standing outside the house.

Not long after, Hinata Xian came to Hatake's house with Hinata Seigen.

In fact, Qingxuan is still very confused about being able to come here to pay tribute to Hatake Baiya today.

Although Hinata didn't talk about the word "family" every day like Uchiha, her pride was deep in her bones.

He felt incredible that Hinata Xian was willing to bring him here to express his condolences to Hatake Shiroya.

In the mourning hall, three sticks of incense slowly faded away, and Kakashi knelt on the wooden board with an indifferent expression. His eyes were dull and white hair covered them.

The Third Hokage and Danzo stood aside with expressionless faces.

Hyuga Gen and Seogen observed a moment of silence for Hatake Sakumo, then turned to Kakashi and said, "My condolences."

Kakashi replied lifelessly, "Thank you for coming, I understand."

This is the rhythm leading to darkness. Qingxuan frowned, and then thought of Kai and Obito. He felt relieved. It was not his turn to worry about such things.

"Father, I would like to accompany Kakashi for a while."

Hinata Xian knew that Qinggen and Kakashi were classmates, so he had no objection and nodded lightly.

Qingxuan knelt down and sat beside Kakashi.

He glanced at Qingxuan unexpectedly, and then lowered his head again.

After paying their condolences to Hatake White Fang, Hyuga Gen and the Third Hokage said hello. Before leaving, they glanced at Danzo. Their eyes met briefly, and then they passed side by side.

Not long after Hyuga Gen left, Danzo also turned around and left.

The Third Hokage glanced at Danzo's back and didn't think much about it. Danzo's temper was like this, he kept to himself.

However, such talents are best suited to be secretly "roots"

The fragrance of wood filled the mourning hall, and the atmosphere was very gloomy.

Kakashi has been kneeling for a long time, his face expressionless the whole time. When someone expresses condolences, he returns the favor to that person. There was no one around, so he just knelt in silence.

Qingxuan, who was kneeling next to him, was not in a hurry and just stayed with him quietly.

Speaking of which, he didn't know why he wanted to stay here. Maybe he felt pity for Kakashi, and he would be alone from now on.

"Are you... okay?" He hesitated for a long time before asking, or he didn't know what to say.

"Yeah." Kakashi's voice was calm, making it difficult to figure out what he was thinking. This was a bit different from the faint pride in his tone before.

Now his voice had a little more of a dead sound to it.

After a moment of silence, "If you want to find someone to practice with, I'm available at any time." Qingxuan said.

At the door, Hyuga Xian waved to him.

"Thank you." Kakashi glanced at him.

Standing up and taking one last look, he left Hatake's house.

Qingxuan followed Hinata Xian, wrapped himself in a cloak, and looked up at the sky.

It's really cold!

Konoha White Fang, a famous ninja in the ninja world, his death was like a stone falling into the sea, without causing any waves.

Not even the ninjas from the same village came to express their condolences.

A victim? "Huh..." Qingxuan shook his head.

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