Naruto: Let's take a look at the blind Uchiha

"Brother, I really still don't understand." After being separated from the Blood Pond group for more than half a day, Madara finally couldn't bear the doubts in his heart, and asked while setting up the camp, "Why did that guy say he would accept your kindness in the end? What you said didn't sound like a gesture of kindness anyway?"

"Well, why—" Ling chuckled a few times and tilted his head slightly, "Can Quannai understand anything?"

"Well, maybe it was my brother who reminded them to wait for the right price?" Izuna frowned, "After all, the anxious party right now is not only the Blood Pond Clan, but also the nobles of the Fire Nation.

After all, due to its superior geographical environment, the Fire Country has always been the preferred place for ninjas to settle down. This has also made the Fire Country a mixed bag. The ninjas in the country not only accept missions from the Fire Country, but also from surrounding countries. This situation probably makes our daimyo uneasy, right? That's why he sent people out to investigate and contact the ninjas... Didn't Brother Ban handle it well?"

Madara: ...What did I deal with?

Izunai poked her head in the direction of Madara, her eyes full of admiration, "Doesn't that Yue Jiancheng always secretly observe and record us during breaks? But Madara always finds out and interrupts him in time. I've seen him several times with a face full of regret after being driven away."

Facing his brother's admiring gaze, Madara was too embarrassed to say that he didn't care about those twists and turns at all and that he had threatened the client many times simply because he felt uncomfortable being stared at. He could only nod with a sluggish face, "His little actions are indeed annoying."

Izuna then retracted his gaze, "Also, Brother mentioned that [ninjas like you won't contact other countries unless necessary], which probably means that if they act too hastily, the Land of Lightning will hire ninjas like us who rely more on war to survive to deal with them.

Finally, my brother specifically mentioned the eye technique. If the other party had asked around, they would have known that Uchiha was also good at the eye technique. And it was a semi-recognized rule in the ninja world that only the eye technique was more suitable for dealing with the eye technique. If something really happened, both sides would inevitably have a hard fight. That’s why the other party said that they accepted my brother’s offer of goodwill… Well, that’s all I can think of.”

"Our Izuna is great! Even though she's not perfect, it's amazing that she can think of this independently at this age with incomplete information!" Ling rubbed Izuna's head with satisfaction, "Brother can rest assured now. Even if Madara is a little naive as the clan leader in the future, there will be no problem as long as Izuna helps!"

Madara's face turned red, and he muttered in dissatisfaction, "Humph, in the face of strength, these are just petty tricks that are not worthy of being on the stage..."

Ling suddenly felt helpless, "So, Madara, when did you come up with this idea that [strength is everything]? You will suffer in the future."

Madara just snorted and turned his head away, "Brother, you just said that's not all? What else is there besides these three points? And you said [incomplete information]... Did you know about this unknown ninja clan before today?"

"Well, I knew about this ninja clan before this. Or rather, I went out of my way to look for them." Ling nodded slightly, "How should I put it... Strictly speaking, we are brother ninja clans, just like the Senju and Uzumaki."

Madara's face suddenly turned dark - who wants to be a brother ninja with that group of psychopaths? Aren't the peers in the clan who are holding them back enough?

Izunai's focus was obviously not as biased as Madara's. He looked up at Ling, "So brother is testing the pupil technique, and is he also considering the possible changes in the relationship between the two clans in the future? Like hostility or alliance or something..."

"Our Quanna is really perceptive—" Ling reached out and rubbed his brother's head again, "It's both of what you said, but the most important thing is that I need the history they recorded to prove something. That's why I'm looking for the Blood Pool Clan."

"History?" Madara crossed his arms, his expression showing some unconscious disdain, "I don't think the clan of those who would fight over a disagreement, or those who would make threats openly, would be able to record anything properly..."

Izuna also nodded, "Indeed, it is better to say that our clan's records other than ninjutsu are also very messy, and the other party's clan sense is also very weak, so it is even more impossible to record anything in this situation, right?"

Ling laughed a little, "What I'm looking for is not the documents, but the inheritance stone tablet left by our ancestors."

Ban immediately thought of the stone tablet standing under the ancestral hall - after all, the clan leaders would go there whenever they held a clan meeting under any name, and he had participated in it several times with his father.

[Since it is related to the stone tablet, it must be an important event with wide implications, right? ]

Ban's fingers moved slightly. The excitement of exploring some secret even made him straighten his neck unconsciously and stare at Ling with his bright eyes. But just when he wanted to ask further questions, Ling raised a finger in front of him, blocking his words.

"Okay, don't ask anymore," Ling laughed softly, "Because even if you keep asking, I won't reveal any more information to you."

Madara did not struggle, but slowly turned his gaze to Izuna on the side. After confirming that they were both filled with curiosity, he made a cryptic gesture to Izuna.

Quan Nai understood immediately, raised his hand and grabbed Ling's sleeve, his tone became pitiful, "Just tell us - Brother, it's too irresponsible of you to arouse our curiosity and then stop talking!"

"Oh, oh... you can't even act like a spoiled child, okay?" Ling said in a gentle voice, leaning down and touching Izuna's forehead with his hand. He looked quite doting, but his attitude of rejection was also unusually firm. "You know, I don't want to deceive you, and it's a little early for you to want to get involved now."

Ban immediately found some loopholes in Ling's words, "Then when can we participate?"

"Well, you have to have the Sharingan anyway... Well, let's make a deal, shall we?" Ling turned to Madara's direction, "As long as Madara opens the Sharingan, for every magatama increase in pupil power, I will answer one of your questions without hiding anything. And if you open the Mangekyō, I will no longer hide anything from you. The same goes for Izuna - so now, stop asking, okay?"

Hearing this, Izuna knew that even if he continued to act like a spoiled child, Ling would not tell him more. However, after barely suppressing his curiosity, he was also a little confused, "Why do we have to open the Sharingan to know? Is it because you are worried that we are not strong enough?"

"No, the right to know about some things has nothing to do with strength...it depends on whether you are ready to take the responsibility after knowing the information."

Although Ling was still smiling, that smile only gave the two of them a sad feeling. "So, when you open your eyes, I can let you know some things without worrying about it. Because no matter whether you understand it before or not, the moment you open your eyes, you will understand what you should bear."