After giving the order, Ryun Uchiha left the Hokage's office, his heart filled with rage at this moment.
If the Daimyo of the Land of Wind is dissatisfied with me, Ryun Uchiha, he could just not come. To actually think of making a move at my daughter's full moon banquet, he is seeking death.
If it were his own banquet, he might not care, but since it involved his daughter, Ju Uchiha, this matter became serious.
Although Ryun felt there was a problem here, that he was very likely being used as a pawn, it did not matter. He would use the Daimyo of the Land of Wind's head to declare to the ninja world that he, Ryun Uchiha, is not to be trifled with.
A cold light flickered in his eyes. He clearly knew what he needed to do. After arriving home, he restrained his aura, and a smile hung on his face.
He opened the villa door and walked in. "Honey, I'm home." His voice was extremely gentle, as if nothing had happened just now.
Not showing joy or anger in one's expression, not speaking of likes or dislikes, not letting sorrow or happiness overflow on one's face. This is the ability a leader should possess. Coincidentally, Ryun Uchiha had such ability.
Tsunade, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen. She looked at Ryun, her eyes lit up, she grinned and threw herself into his arms.
"Hubby, you're finally back, I missed you so much." Tsunade wrapped her arms around Ryun's neck, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed him on the lips.
Ryun smiled, matching her movements. Their movements were so soft and warm.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Tsunade looked at Ryun, the corners of her mouth turned up. "So? Were you busy today? Was there anything that required our Hokage-sama's personal attention?"
Ryun shook his head. "All trivial matters, nothing to worry about." He shook his head, not planning to let his wife know about what the Wind Daimyo had done.
Such annoying matters were better handled by himself. Anyway, the Wind Daimyo was already on Ryun Uchiha's must-kill list. He would not escape.
"Hehe, that's good. Oh right, hubby, I recently learned some kitchen skills from Kushina and wanted to cook for you. Don't be too shocked later." Tsunade gave a sweet smile and returned to the kitchen to continue working.
Ryun watched Tsunade's back, his eyes filled with endless tenderness.
Some might say Ryun Uchiha is a complex person, that when he kills, he doesn't care about the consequences. Others might say Ryun Uchiha is a gentle person, that he will do his utmost for his villagers, to let them live a good life.
Using a single definition, a single image, to define Ryun Uchiha, I feel is not quite enough. People are changeable, people are multifaceted.
Ryun walked towards the bedroom because his daughter was still lying in the crib there.
When Ryun saw his daughter, the smile on his face became even more uncontrollable. He walked to his daughter's crib, reached out his hand, and picked her up.
Ju Uchiha was originally sleeping, but after sensing Ryun's presence, she slowly opened her eyes. Her small eyes were bright, and she smiled, stretching out her hands towards Ryun as if asking for a hug.
Seeing this, Ryun's heart melted. He held her tighter, kissed her on the cheek a couple of times, "Mwah. Mwah."
Ju kept smiling. Ryun could not help but sigh, his daughter was someone he could never kiss enough, never get tired of cuddling.
He carried his daughter from the bedroom to the living room. Tsunade, while cooking, watched Ryun playing with their daughter in the living room, feeling very warm and cozy in her heart.
Soon, the food was ready. Tsunade called Ryun to eat. Ryun placed his daughter in the crib, pushed it to the living room, and then started eating.
It seemed the aroma of the food tickled Ju's appetite, making her cry, wanting milk.
Seeing this, Tsunade, unhurried, went to the refrigerator, opened the door, took out the breast milk she had expressed two hours earlier, and placed it in water at 40°C for even heating.
After 3 to 5 minutes, Tsunade poured it into a milk bottle, then handed the milk bottle to Ju.
Ju didn't seem surprised at all. She held the milk bottle with both small hands and started drinking. Ryun smiled. "So convenient."
Tsunade nodded. "This method was told to me by Orochimaru. He said it was recorded in a book you gave him."
Ryun immediately scratched his head. "Ahem, different trades require different skills. I don't remember it very clearly."
Fortunately, Tsunade showed no tendency to pursue the matter further. Ryun breathed a sigh of relief.
And so, the family enjoyed a beautiful dinner. Not to mention, Tsunade was quite talented. The taste wasn't extremely good, but it was edible.
After eating, Ryun took the initiative to clean the dishes. Tsunade coaxed the child. If this family's daily life was filmed, how many people would be extremely envious.
After Ryun finished washing, he had just walked out of the kitchen when his phone rang. He answered it, and Nara Luming's voice came from inside. "Hokage-sama, everything is arranged. I have the Anbu members from the Ino-Shika-Chō families ambushed in the Daimyo's palace, ready to communicate via phone at any time."
"The Daimyo's palace seems heavily guarded, but in reality, it's full of holes. Their every word and action is now under our control. Please, Hokage-sama, give the order." Nara Luming's voice was gloomy.
"Mm, stand firm, continue to stay hidden. If the Daimyo's envoy departs, notify me immediately. We must intercept them before they enter Konoha. At that time, I will personally handle this matter." Ryun said slowly.
Nara Luming nodded in reply. "Understood. And the Daimyo..."
"Right now, they haven't made any excessive moves. Killing him now would be without just cause, and would instead plunge the Land of Fire and Konoha Village into criticism. So, stand firm. Once we succeed on our end, seize control of the Wind Daimyo. Kill any samurai or shinobi who resist without mercy." Ryun said with a laugh, because he saw Tsunade looking at him.
He had to restrain the anger in his heart, pretend nothing happened, and not let his family notice anything amiss.
"That's all for now, Luming. I'm hanging up. You handle the next steps." After saying that, Ryun hung up the phone.
On the other end, Nara Luming shivered upon hearing Ryun's laughter. Had the Hokage-sama become so twisted? He could actually laugh while talking about killing someone.
But that was none of his business. As long as Ryun Uchiha didn't act like that towards the village, then everything was fine.
He could only pray in his heart for the Wind Daimyo to not die too ugly. And towards a fool like the Wind Daimyo, Nara Luming's disgust for idiocy was about to act up.
Who knew if the Wind Daimyo was truly stupid or just pretending. To dare make an issue out of such a thing, he really thought his life was too long.
Land of Wind, Daimyo's Palace
A soldier on night patrol suddenly saw a black figure on the roof of the Daimyo's palace. Just as he was about to speak, a shadow silently extended upwards from below, spreading into his shadow.
He immediately became unable to speak. Then, a kunai was thrown over, cutting the patrolling soldier's throat.
The soldier looked despairingly at the shinobi slowly appearing before him, his eyes filled with pleading.
But the shinobi before him showed no pity. After recording the soldier's general appearance, he started forming hand signs.
Transformation Jutsu. Perfectly replicated the soldier's appearance. The soldier's eyes widened. He never imagined it could be like this.
Killing him was one thing. But they also had to destroy his spirit. Which faction had the Daimyo offended?
His consciousness slowly faded, and he finally died from excessive blood loss. The new soldier took off his armor, then placed a hand on his head. A faint light shone in the dark night.
Then it returned to silence. The new soldier put on his clothes, his aura changed, and he had unexpectedly become the Daimyo's palace's patrolling "soldier."
"Yamanaka Uo, have you finished reading the memories?" Nara Shikaku said calmly.
"Shikaku-sama, I have finished reading it. I can perfectly replicate this guy." As he spoke, Yamanaka Uo expressionlessly kicked the corpse on the ground.
Nara Shikaku nodded, then made a gesture. Other shinobi came down to handle the corpse and bloodstains, ensuring no one in the Daimyo's palace would notice anything abnormal.
Everything proceeded in an orderly manner. The original soldiers of the Daimyo's palace were being replaced one by one by Konoha's Ino-Shika-Chō Anbu.
Meanwhile, the Daimyo of the Land of Wind was still in his residence, drinking and having fun with three beautiful, curvaceous women.
Completely unaware that his palace was gradually being devoured completely by Konoha. To be honest, if the Daimyo hadn't previously opposed mutual trade, letting Sunagakure know about it.
Causing the relationship between Sunagakure and the Daimyo to break down, and leading Sunagakure to withdraw all its shinobi, it wouldn't have been an easy task for the Ino-Shika-Chō Anbu to completely replace and infiltrate the Land of Wind's Daimyo's palace. At the very least, it would have alerted many people.
But now, the defense system of the Land of Wind's Daimyo's palace was simply full of holes. Relying only on ordinary soldiers and samurai, how could they possibly stop the well-equipped, highly skilled Konoha shinobi.
And so, the one hundred guards of the Land of Wind's Daimyo's palace had completely become Konoha shinobi before dawn. Their appearances unchanged, they still carried out the work of "protecting" the Daimyo.
Until the next day dawned, which was also the day before the full moon banquet for Ju Uchiha in Konoha. The Daimyo's advisors came to the palace for a meeting. Advisor 1 keenly noticed that these guards were not right.
Compared to before, when they were weakened by wine and women, timid and fearful, now they were full of energy, dignified and imposing. Soon, cold sweat covered his forehead.
He had a guess, but at this moment, he didn't want to believe it. Because if his guess was correct, then it meant the Daimyo's palace was already under Konoha's control.
If Konoha was really this strong, even if he obtained the position of Daimyo, it would just be as Konoha's puppet, without real power.
What meaning would being Daimyo have for him then. His confidants patted him on the shoulder. "Shin'ya-sama, the meeting is about to start. Why are you standing still here?"
The confidants were somewhat puzzled. In decades, this was the first time they had seen Shin'ya-sama with such an expression.
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