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

As the sun rises and the moon sets again, the warm sunlight breaks through the chill of the autumn night, making the morning dew hanging on the corners of leaves on the eaves emit gorgeous colors, telling people that a new day has arrived.

After a night's rest and relieving their fatigue, people went out of their homes and made plans for their daily life, either numbly or with hope.

"It feels like a nice day today, don't you think, Madara?"

"Yes, brother, the weather is really nice today." Ban quietly looked at Ling, who had gotten up and dressed himself without knowing when, and was half leaning against the window frame to play with the cat. He climbed out of the bed with some embarrassment and quickly put on his clothes. "If everything goes well, can we set off on the journey home tomorrow?"

"Hmm? Is Madara already bored?" Ling raised his hand and let Youlv climb onto his shoulder before leaving the window and walking towards Madara. "But unfortunately, we have to stay for at least two more days... By the way, does Madara feel like he has learned anything in these two days?"

While Madara was tidying himself up, he secretly curled his lips - apart from gossip, all he said was a cryptic mess even harder to understand than the black market's codes, there was no point in learning it.

As if sensing Madara's resistance, Ling smiled and reached out to rub his brother's head. "Madara, you don't need to deliberately learn and imitate our way of speaking, nor do you need to fully understand the meaning of the other party's words. You just need to be able to distinguish whether the words are kind or malicious."

Ban was a little confused when he heard this, "But didn't father let me come out so that I could learn from my brother? The clan also said that my brother was the most perfect heir..."

"But Madara is not me, and he has his own way of doing things. Why does he have to be me?" Ling chuckled and raised his hand to touch his eye sockets. "Besides, what I do may not be right. Madara still needs to learn to think for himself."

"Hmm, that's why I said humans are the creatures that are most likely to add troubles to themselves out of thin air." Youlu licked his paw, and his heterochromatic eyes shifted downwards to focus on Madara who was making the bed. "As long as you are strong enough, who can care about you? Who can do anything to you? Only the weak need to compromise with others."

Madara nodded in agreement. Because his strength far surpassed that of his peers, he had successfully made many fools of his generation... and many troublemakers of his generation obedient and honest.

Ling bent his fingers and rubbed Youlv's chin helplessly, "Ban is still young, don't tell him such things now."

Madara looked up at his brother - so brother, you don't actually object to the idea that the strong are respected, right?

Youlu snorted and laughed, climbed on top of Ling's head, put his claws in his pocket, and said, "Just spoil this kid."

"After all, I'm your brother, so it's my duty." Ling smiled and rubbed the top of Madara's head. "Let's go. Today will be very busy. Madara, you must take good care of Xiaoyou in the future. After all, I may not be able to take care of you the first time if something happens."

Madara was stunned and pursed his lips unconsciously - a disgusting feeling of powerlessness.

But on the surface, Madara still nodded obediently and raised his hand to catch the jumping Yataru.

After leaving the house, Ling went to discuss today's communication matters with Uchiha Keiji and Uchiha Kaiming. Madara, holding Yataru, walked slowly to Uchiha Kahei and Uchiha Wenshu.

Almost the next moment after seeing Madara, Uchiha Wenshu stepped back and hid behind Uchiha Huohe, who was not even as tall as him. Being used as a shield, Uchiha Huohe just crossed his arms and sighed, but looking at his calm expression as if he had given up struggling, it was obvious that he was used to it.

"What's wrong? You look unhappy." Uchiha Huohe crossed his arms and turned to Madara, "I saw that you were still worried about being with your brother last night-Okay, I didn't see anything, take your hand off the knife."

Madara then withdrew his hand and stood beside Uchiha Huohe with a cold face, but his eyes fell on Ling who was talking to Uchiha Qizhi, "Hey, Huohe, how long do you think I have to keep working hard to be like my brother?"

Uchiha Huohe's eyes tilted, and after a moment they also fell on Ling, "I feel that you will never be able to do that in your lifetime - they use both kindness and force, and do everything themselves, but you suppress with violence, and are a hands-off boss. You are good for nothing except fighting. What's worse is that you would rather go back to buy groceries, cook, and clean, rather than discuss with me how to lead the team after accepting the mission."

Madara: ...I can't refute that.

"Ah, but you and Brother Ling are similar in one respect."

Madara tilted his head, "What?"

"At least you never forgot your shortcomings for the sake of face, and you always admit everything you should admit." Uchiha Huohe lowered his head and searched, "You are quite self-aware."

Madara slowed down his tone, "... Let's practice together during the truce. Didn't you ask me about the technique of throwing hidden weapons before? I'll teach you."

"No, you will definitely take this opportunity to take revenge on me. Let's talk about it next year."

"Tsk."

Uchiha Huohe held the thing he just found and reached out to Youlu, "Look, you don't even want to continue playing me."

Madara curled his lips again and didn't respond, but his whole body was filled with irritability and anxiety.

Yulu raised his claws to grab the dried scallop meat handed over by Uchiha Huoke, held it in his mouth and climbed on top of Madara's head, avoiding Uchiha Huoke's hand that was trying to steal the cat. "Well, you don't have to be too anxious to compare with Ling. According to your current speed of improvement, when you reach his age when I first met him, you should be able to surpass him at that time."

"Can the fourteen-year-old me surpass my fourteen-year-old brother..." Madara looked at Ling's back again, brushed off the food crumbs on his clothes, and muttered to himself, "Then how long will it take me to have the strength to protect my brother?"

Youlu thought for a moment, stopped grinding his teeth, and said seriously, "Once that kid has fulfilled his ambition, it will be your turn to protect him. Or rather, according to his plan, in the end, only you can protect him."

"Is it just me who can...?"

"Hey - Brother Ling seems to be very indifferent, but does he have any ambitions?" Uchiha Hunhe faced Madara's murderous gaze and reached out to hand another piece of dried scallop meat to Youlv, "Can I ask what Brother Ling's ambition is?"

Yutetsu bit the bribe and looked down at the curious Uchiha Hotei, "Excessive curiosity can get you killed."

Uchiha Huoke was about to make some more efforts, but he heard Uchiha Keiji informing them to gather and set off - the people of the Hagoromo clan were coming.