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

Not to mention how An Ruo and Uchiha Haiming developed afterwards, after the two left, Ling received visits from other people one after another, and was inexplicably fed six peeled apples.

So much so that when Uchiha Kenji came to visit in the evening and tried to feed him his ninth apple of the day, Ling had to touch his stomach and firmly refuse him.

Fortunately, Uchiha Kenji didn't care. He stuffed the peeled apple into his mouth, then took away a bunch of comfort items without hesitation and planned to take them back to eat.

Ling was happy to see this happen - although he knew that everyone had good intentions, he was sure that he would not want to eat an apple for quite some time to come.

"Father hasn't come yet..." Ling's voice sounded a little confused, "I always feel like I'll be facing some kind of storm when I go back..."

"Maybe he's still dealing with the aftermath, right? After all, when I got home, I saw quite a few elders chasing after him and talking to him, and you brought this upon yourself."

Youlu lay on the table and ate the lunch box that originally belonged to Ling. "By the way, what is the source of your motivation?"

Ling turned to the direction where Youlu was, "What power?"

"I've never seen a ninja with such a bland taste and such a small appetite," Youlu pushed away the tasteless lunch box with some disdain, grabbed a cloth and jumped back to the bed to let Ling wipe his mouth, "You're so full after just eight apples that you can't eat anymore. You're really bringing shame to the profession of ninja."

"This is not something I can control..." Ling sighed and took the towel. "Besides, I have a big appetite. I just have the habit of taking Bingliang Pills every morning to replenish the body's needs. Once the body's needs are met, it will naturally not be so eager to take in nutrients."

"You actually insist on eating something that tastes so bad to stay in shape during such a leisurely time..." Youlv yawned, stepped on Ling's legs a few times, and lay down, "You definitely have a problem with your mentality."

Ling did not refute. He just smiled and took out a small comb to comb Youlu's fur over and over again, until Youlu turned over his belly comfortably. Then he could not help but lower his head to take a sip of the cat's fur. Immediately, a gentle scent of sunshine spread from his nose, dispelling the gloom and uneasiness brought by the illusion before.

"Look, Xiaoyou really gives me a sense of security," Ling laughed softly, "I can't seem to leave Xiaoyou anymore."

Youlu rolled his eyes at Ling, looking particularly helpless, "You are saying something so inexplicable and self-evident again."

Ling just laughed out loud and stopped talking. He just stretched out his hand to hook Youlu's tail and spun around in circles, thinking about the shortcomings in today's competition and what he should do to avoid the crisis if he encountered such a situation again. He looked completely relaxed.

After a long time, seeing that no one came to visit him again, Ling blew out the lights, hugged Youlu and went to sleep on the hospital bed. The next morning, he packed up the things in the house and found the tribe member in charge of this place to cancel the hospitalization record.

But when he was leaving, he met Kurama Ginka, who had to temporarily use a wheelchair to move around because of a waist and abdominal injury.

"I'm sorry... I made a mistake and ended up having to hospitalize you at this time of the year."

"After you stopped being the heir, you sometimes unconsciously said some really harsh things," Kurama Ginka snorted, and raised her fist to Ling angrily, "I'm already sad that I'm not as skilled as others, do you have to say some sarcastic words to make me feel even worse? Or do you actually want to kill me?"

"No, Yinhua is very powerful. At that time, I spent a lot of energy to resist that real illusion. If Xiaoya hadn't been with me last night, I would have had several nightmares last night..." Ling laughed, "And yesterday's accident did affect a lot of people. I really blame myself."

“Hmph, you’re good at talking—” Kurama Ginka stretched out her voice, looking a little proud, “After all, unlike you guys who have guaranteed talent after awakening your bloodline, we all practiced illusions bit by bit by ourselves.

In comparison, our control and application of illusions are naturally stronger than yours - but I feel it's a pity this time."

"Hmm? What? You mean we couldn't really decide the winner?"

"It's not that kind of boring thing - you know it, right? The illusions of our Kurama clan have two forms when they are performed. One is to indiscriminately affect the surrounding reality, forming a mirage-like scenery that covers the opponent, and then use it to influence them.

One is to attach chakra to the opponent when in close combat or close contact with the opponent, and use this as a basis to guide the opponent's thinking and chakra, thereby achieving a more difficult to crack real illusion.

Different from the visibility of the first process, in the second process, if we are not within a certain range of the opponent, we cannot see the actual illusion constructed based on the opponent's thinking.

After I cast the illusion, I was forced out of the control range of the illusion by your attack. I didn't even see why you suddenly went crazy, and I didn't even have a chance to cancel it in such a hurry."

Kurama Ginka held her chin up, revealing a slightly sad look, "I thought I could see some of your dark history so I could use it to force you to marry into my family."

"Then you are doomed to be disappointed," Ling shrugged, smiling easily, "I don't accept any form of coercion."

Kurama Ginka clenched her fists again and pointed them at Ling angrily, "Can't you just say something polite to deceive me? I have to save my face too."

Ling immediately put his hands together, his eyebrows and eyes became submissive with this action, "In fact, I am almost dying of guilt now, so please~ forgive me - hm?"

Kurama Ginka was amused by Ling's pitiful appearance and laughed, "Let's not do it. It's too weird for you to act pitiful. Hahaha——"

"Is it weird?" Ling chuckled and put down his hand, "I can fool a lot of people with this."

"That's because they don't know you well enough to be deceived by your appearance. If they knew you were an Uchiha, they wouldn't believe that you were truly pitiful."

Kurama Ginka smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Besides, compared to this kind of mischief, I still prefer your spirited and high-spirited look - it suits you better."

"Is that so... Then it seems I have to be more careful with my words and actions in front of Yinhua in the future."

"why?"

Ling's smile was tinged with helplessness, and he spread his hands, "Of course I'm afraid that you'll like me more in the future and have to tie me back."

Kurama Ginka stared in disbelief, pointed her finger at Ling, and after a while she gritted her teeth and said, "Shame on you!"