Spoiler at the beginning, Brother Tuzi, can you really open your eyes to this?

Uchiha Itachi's eyes swept around, and as his sight moved, his pupils changed rapidly, and one magatama after another quietly emerged, eventually forming a strange pattern.

"Mangekyo Sharingan! Another pair of Mangekyō appears!"

The clan elder exclaimed, and then a joyful smile broke out on his face.

"Great! The young clan leader has also awakened his Mangekyō. Together with Shisui, our Uchiha clan now has two pairs of Mangekyō! The balance of victory has tilted towards us!"

At this moment, all the elders, whether they were radical or conservative, couldn't help but show expressions of joy.

Even Uchiha Fugaku's eyes flashed with shock. When did Itachi... open the Mangekyō?

Fugaku thought about it briefly, but couldn't think of anything that happened in the recent period that could cause Itachi to have such a big emotional fluctuation.

However, none of this mattered anymore, as he had a satisfied smile on his face. Itachi was a member of the family, and his strength meant the glory and strength of the Uchiha clan.

"Everyone, I have a plan that requires your support and cooperation."

Seeing that the atmosphere had been heated up sufficiently, Uchiha Itachi slowly told him the strategy in his mind.

One night passes in a flash.

Aside from the few people at the Nanga Shrine last night, no one knew what plan Itachi had come up with.

However, changes are coming quietly and violently.

Among them, Uchiha Ding felt deeply about this.

Uchiha Thimble, a member of the Konoha Guard, led his animal friends that morning.

Uchiha Snowstorm and Uchiha Pearl were patrolling the streets of Konoha as usual.

Not long after they started walking, Snowstorm noticed that something was wrong with the captain. Why had the captain been thinking with his head down all day? Didn't he get enough rest?

So, he walked up to him cautiously and asked, "Brother Dingzhen, did you not sleep well last night? Why don't you go back and rest first, and we will be in charge of the patrol."

Snowstorm's words interrupted Thimble's contemplation. He took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead: "It's okay, continue patrolling."

"Yeah." Snowstorm agreed and returned to the team.

A group of people walked on the bustling streets of Konoha. The market was still bustling in the early morning and the villagers were full of enthusiasm for life.

But whenever Dingzhen and his two companions walked by, pedestrians would take the initiative to give way to them, as if they could not avoid them.

Snowstorm and Pearl walked with their heads held high, seemingly enjoying the awe from the villagers.

Only Dingzhen watched all this silently, with sadness surging in his heart.

At the same time, he was also shocked.

"No wonder... No wonder the young patriarch gave such an order."

"Our Uchiha clan has been like this for a long time and has long lost the support of the people in the village. No wonder we will never be able to reach the position of Hokage!"

"If you continue like this, even if you win the position of Hokage, no one will truly recognize you."

"It seems that the young patriarch has also seen through this problem, so he asked us to make changes, right?"

Dingzhen was pondering secretly in his heart.

Last night, Uchiha elites like Dingzhen received secret orders from the young clan leader, requiring the entire family to adjust their words and deeds in the outside world.

This order will be passed down through these elite ninjas layer by layer, and finally it will need to be spread to the entire clan.

And it was accompanied by stern warnings from several elders that anyone who did not comply would suffer.

After all, this concerns the future plans of the Uchiha clan.

In the past, Dingzhen never cared about the way the civilians looked at them, whether it was fear, awe, or contempt, he didn't take it to heart.

But the situation is different now. He can read some clues from these eyes and vaguely sense the young patriarch's intention.

"Brother Dingzhen, I'm going to buy breakfast. Are you still the same as before?" Xuebao came over and asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Dingzhen responded simply, and Snowstorm left the team and walked in another direction.

Dingzhen was just about to patrol along the planned route, but suddenly he had an idea, his eyes flashed, and he quietly followed Xuebao's back.

Pearl was confused: "Brother Thimble, we should go this way. That side is not our responsibility."

"Just follow me." Ding Zhen said coldly and quickened his pace to chase after him.

On the other side, Xuebao came to a very busy steamed bun shop. There were several customers queuing in front of the door waiting to buy.

However, the appearance of the snowstorm caused people in the queue and diners to scramble to avoid it.

The boss of the bun shop was a middle-aged man with a sad face. Seeing this, he could only smile bitterly inwardly, then put on a smile and walked forward:

"Master Snowstorm, you are here. What would you like to eat today?"

"Old rules, hurry up," Snowstorm urged.

"Okay, okay."

The boss packed the buns quickly and handed a bag of buns to Xuebao.

Xuebao took it, waved his hand and turned away: "Put it on the account, and settle it when you have money."

The boss's face darkened. These Uchiha people have been buying on credit for more than half a year and have never paid off their debts. This is undoubtedly a further blow to his small business.

But he didn't dare say more, as he had reminded her once before and almost got into trouble.

Just as the snowstorm was fading away, an angry girl rushed out of the bun shop.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!"

The boss was horrified and quickly grabbed the girl: "Don't shout!"

But Snowstorm had heard it. He turned around, his face cold as ice.

"What do you mean you didn't pay? I said I would pay the bill. Are you deaf?"

The blizzard was approaching step by step, like a beast about to go mad.

The girl did not back down: "You have owed for half a year, how is this different from not paying at all!"

Snowstorm suddenly laughed: "Then let me tell you the difference."

In a flash, he flashed in front of the little girl and raised his giant hand, ready to fall.

The girl cried in fear and curled up into a ball. As an ordinary person, she had no power to avoid the ninja's attack. She watched the slap about to fall...

At this critical moment, Xuebao's hand stopped in the air.

A strong hand tightly grasped his wrist.

Xuebao was stunned. Who dared to stop him?

When I turned around, I saw Dingzhen, with a blank expression on his face.

He immediately put on a flattering smile: "Brother Dingzhen, why are you here too?"

"What are you doing?" Thimble looked at him sternly.

"I was just about to teach this ungrateful civilian a lesson."

Thimble stared at him, while Snowstorm still looked nonchalant, obviously not taking the matter seriously.

Dingzhen sighed inwardly, thinking that the young patriarch's plan might still have to go through some twists and turns.

He let go of Xuebao's hand, and Xuebao rubbed his wrist quickly. The previous grip made his wrist hurt.

Is this the difference between the Uchiha elite and ordinary ninjas? Dingzhen's majesty in his heart increased a little more.

At this time, Dingzhen stared at him seriously and said earnestly: "I hope I won't see such a thing again in the future. Do you understand what I mean?"

He didn't let Xuebao apologize to the other party because he knew that such hypocritical behavior would be meaningless except for increasing the other party's resentment.

Only by truly restraining the source and preventing similar incidents from happening again can we truly provide strong support for the Young Patriarch's plan.