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

"Hey, don't say weird things to my brother." Ling finally showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, raised his hand to stop Ban behind him, "And don't instigate others to do something you don't do yourself."

"I didn't do it, did I?" Uzumaki Yi said with a complicated expression, "Didn't I have a trauma when you grabbed my hair and threw me up?"

"When did I do that?" Ling frowned. "I just grabbed the King Kong Lock at that time. Your head was obviously pulled out because you were hit by the King Kong Lock yourself."

"Hiss - Okay, stop talking, the back of my head is starting to hurt again." Uzumaki Yi covered the back of his head and waved his hands, "But Ling, you can't refute it, right? Those who often go to the battlefield and dare to grow hair are all tough guys."

"What kind of heresy is this..."

"After all, you see, long hair is a flaw, right? And on the battlefield, there are swords and guns as well as ninjutsu. If someone's hair isn't messy after a battle, it must be because the battle doesn't threaten him. He's relaxed, right? Doesn't this prove that those with long hair are strong?"

Ling opened his mouth, wanting to refute Uzumaki Yi's heresy but didn't know where to start. In the end, he just shook his head and said, "The fight has been fought, and the intelligence has been shared... Isn't it time for you to leave?"

"You squeezed out the value and then started to drive people away. Ling, you are really..."

"Are you waiting to meet up with Senju or Kaguya?" Ling still folded his hands and leaned on his sword. "I won't stop when that happens."

“Yes, yes, I’ll leave—” Uzumaki Yi sighed, then quickly smiled, “Then I’ll see you on the battlefield next time! Don’t forget to have a drink with me then!”

"The relationship between the two tribes is so tense, you're just wishful thinking..." Ling smiled and shook his head, "Let's talk about that kind of thing after we go to the underworld."

The smile on Xuanwo Yi's face became a little helpless, but he didn't say anything else. He just waved his hand and led his team away quickly - if you ignore the surrounding ground that was destroyed beyond recognition by him and Ling, it really looked like they were just passing by.

After Uzumaki Yi left the perception circle, Ling's smile faded, "Yashu, lead the way back to the nearest town. The closest Kaguya has been killed by Yi. The next team won't come so quickly. Let's find a place to rest."

"Ah, I understand. Be on guard against the Senju, right?" Uchiha Masaki said with a sigh, "One or two of them are so haunting."

Madara subconsciously followed the two's pace, but couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it said that such family-style actions are usually not interfered with? Why did you mention the Senju?"

"Hmm - maybe there's a troublesome kid in Yi's team?" Ling laughed softly, "But at least he has good courage and bravery."

"That brat?" Uchiha Masaki frowned, lowered his eyes for a moment and thought, then his expression became fierce, "If that was the case, I should have just attacked him, right?"

Madara puffed up his cheeks unconsciously - this world where he was the only one whose thoughts couldn't keep up was really terrible.

"But it's meaningless, right?" Ling chuckled, "After all, if we really fight, the best outcome is that only one of you and Uzumaki Yang will return alive...

It is better to avoid this kind of lose-lose situation as much as possible. And another thing is that the timing of meeting Yi is not good.

If we had not deviated from the route in the past few days, we should have been moving on the east side of the Lightning Country. We should have chosen the western route from the Whirlpool Country to the north of the Lightning Country. On the contrary, if we started from the Fire Country, we might have chosen the farther east side for the convenience of traveling, not to mention that interesting kid in the team..."

After hearing what Ling said, Ban finally realized it belatedly and his voice suddenly became louder, "Is that watermelon-head from the Thousand Hands?!"

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, it should still be the heir, otherwise Yi would not choose to give in so easily. After all, he enjoys fighting as much as I do," Ling touched his chin, "But no matter how good the relationship between the two clans is, it is unreasonable for the heir of one clan to run away like this... This point is indeed worrying."

"Onii-sama!" Madara's face was filled with anger, "Are they playing a trick on us? Why don't you respond this time?!"

"Ah - really, didn't Ling already give the reason?" Uchiha Masaki let out a long sigh, "It's because the kids on both sides can't die so easily that we didn't fight today."

"but--"

"Alright, alright, it'll be the same if we meet them again later," Ling smiled and patted Madara's head to calm him down, "Anyway, let's leave first. Although we are in good shape now, it will be troublesome if we meet the Senju people. Even if we have to fight them, we should at least delay until the Kaguya clan loses their energy so that we can focus on dealing with them."

Uchiha Masaki ruffled the fluffy hair on the back of his head, looking a little annoyed, "I see, let's go back to town...

"Ling, why did you insist on me coming with you? You should have told me! If you hadn't asked me, I should be enjoying my vacation leisurely now!"

"Ah, I can't say that yet. After all, I'm not sure—" Ling shrugged with a relaxed look, "But I assure you, it's definitely not a bad thing."

"Too much! Too much! You've kept it from me until now! And the same goes for Akihiko, why do they all have the title of No. 1 but always pick on me! Now even Hiro is climbing over my head!

You guys are really going too far! I will definitely go to Uncle Tiandao and complain to them when I return this time!"

"Haha... Although it's not nice to say this, my actions were tacitly approved by my father."

"What? You two, father and son!" Uchiha Masaki took a step forward and pressed Ling's shoulders. "You should have told me when things have come to this point! I can't prepare for the battle with this anxiety!"

"No - it might not work if I tell you in advance."

"You nasty guy! I hate you! I really hate you!"

"Well, don't say that—"

As Uchiha Masaki's slightly noisy voice sounded, Madara's anger that had originally risen from feeling teased slowly dissipated, and his pair of dark eyes finally fixed on the still gentle, even somewhat seductive smile on Ling's lips.

He felt that perhaps he should change his mind about some aspects of his brother.