Naruto: This Uchiha is too innocent.

creak... creak...

Hanzo walked slowly alone through the loess, the wind and sand howling incessantly, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

The dust, billowing everywhere like surging waves, did nothing to hinder Hanzo's progress. The dust particles that flew towards him were firmly blocked by his tightly sealed gas mask.

boom!boom!

In the distance, a series of muffled sounds echoed, the sounds of bones, mercilessly torn up by the raging sandstorm, striking the hard rocks.

Hanzo lowered his eyes slightly, understanding in his heart that among those corpses, there were most likely his former subordinates. Despite the fierce sandstorm before him, it couldn't dispel the raging anger burning within him.

Because of the Akatsuki incident, far too many people have died. In the village, faint voices of discontent are already rising, and it seems many are secretly blaming him for being an enemy of the Akatsuki.

As the supreme ruler of Kusagakure, the villagers' discontent pierced his heart like needles, causing him great distress. Undoubtedly, this discontent posed a strong threat to his long-established and stable autocratic rule.

"Danzo..." Hanzo muttered through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with boundless rage that seemed to burn everything around him to ashes.

If Danzo hadn't sown discord, none of this would have happened. He could have sat comfortably in his high position in the village, enjoying a life as carefree as a local tyrant, revered and feared by the villagers.

But now? He lives in constant fear. Nagato's cold gaze before he fled is like a nightmare, deeply imprinted in his mind, filling him with dread. Ultimately, the existence of the Rinnegan has always been like an invisible blade hanging over his head, instilling in him a fear that originates from the depths of his soul.

Initially, he was in a cooperative relationship with the Akatsuki, and that fear was so diluted that it was almost imperceptible. However, now, the Ten-Tails summoned by Nagato was like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly awakening the forgotten fear deep within him, causing that fear to overwhelm him again like a tidal wave.

"Nagato must die! I've worked so hard to get everything I have now, and I won't allow anyone to destroy it!"

Soon, the sandstorm subsided.

Hanzo stopped and stood in the center of this yellow world. Soon, several figures appeared in front of him and knelt on the ground.

"Where is he?" Hanzo's voice was as cold as frost.

One of his men, head bowed and trembling with fear, reported, "We had successfully surrounded them, but then a sandstorm struck, and they... took advantage of the chaos to escape into the valley." He quickly added, "However, one of them was stabbed by our shuriken and must have been seriously injured."

"They ran away?" Hanzo's voice suddenly rose. "A bunch of useless trash!"

Before he could finish speaking, he kicked out, sending the subordinate flying several meters away before he crashed heavily to the ground. However, the subordinate dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction. His face contorted in pain, he endured the excruciating pain and continued to kneel on the ground, not daring to utter a sound.

After a long while, Hanzo's gaze swept over everyone again, and he spoke coldly, "Confirmed?"

"Yes, it has been confirmed that the two are from Konoha's Anbu." The subordinate hurriedly replied, his voice tinged with tension.

"Fine, fine, fine." Hanzo said "fine" several times, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth. "Konoha, do you really think my Kusagakure is a soft persimmon to be kneaded and bullied?"

It hasn't been long since Danzo sowed discord, and now the Konoha Anbu have infiltrated Kusagakure again. He's not naive enough to think these people are here to comfort him.

"This time, I'll make sure they never leave alive!" Hanzo gritted his teeth, then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Has that person been dealt with?"

The "person" mentioned here refers to the rootless drunkard. It was the drunkard's tip that made them aware that two dangerous individuals had arrived at Huangtupo.

Of course, not everyone who reported Hanzo would believe them. The key reason they decided to take action was that the drunkard claimed to have seen a pair of pure white eyes at the moment of thunder.

It was the Byakugan that led Hanzo to decide to come to Huangtupo to hunt down Uchiha Sora.

As for the "dealing with" Hanzo mentioned, he naturally meant whether or not the drunkard was killed. Given the tense situation within Kusagakure, if the drunkard got drunk and spread rumors, it could cause panic among the villagers. Therefore, Hanzo directly ordered the drunkard to be killed.

"It's been taken care of," the subordinate replied cautiously.

Hanzo slowly closed his eyes, seemingly rapidly planning his next move in his mind. After a while, he opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a chilling coldness.

"This time, I'll be with you. This time, both the Hidden Leaf Village's Anbu and the Akatsuki will die!"

……

In the valley,

Uchiha Sora was helped by Hyuga Ame to a hidden cave entrance.

"I never imagined there would be someone in Kusagakure who could wield a shuriken to such an extent." He tilted his head back and grinned, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Upon discovering pursuers, he and Hinata Ame did not flee immediately, but instead chose to tentatively engage them.

After killing several people, he realized something was wrong. The enemy was much stronger than he had thought, and before he knew it, they had formed an encirclement.

Fortunately, the sandstorm appeared in time, disrupting their rhythm, and he and Hinata Ame were able to find a way out and escape. Otherwise, they probably would have had to use their Mangekyou Sharingan to solve the problem.

However, during the escape, the opponent had an extremely skilled individual whose sword speed and accuracy far exceeded that of ordinary people, and it struck him directly in the back.

"That person should be a Jonin from that group of ninjas," Uchiha Sora said.

"Turn around," Hinata Ame said coldly, her face stern.

Uchiha Sora wanted to say something, but after meeting those eyes, he swallowed his words and silently turned away.

Hinata Ame tore open her clothes, revealing a horrific wound; almost half of the shuriken was embedded in her flesh.

Hinata looked at the wound, a pang of heartache flashing in her eyes. "Give me a kunai."

Uchiha Sora was puzzled, but still took out a clean kunai and gave it to her. Unexpectedly, she held the kunai to his mouth.

"Spitting fire."

Dude, you're treating me like a fire-breathing dragon.

Speechless as he was, he understood what Hinata Rain was going to do, and silently spat out a Fireball to disinfect the kunai.

Immediately, Hyuga Ame treated his wound with sterilized kunai. Throughout the process, Uchiha Sora gritted his teeth, his expression quite interesting.

After a while, Hyuga Ame tore off a corner of her inner garment and used it as a bandage to temporarily treat Uchiha Sora's wound.

Uchiha Sora couldn't help but turn around, looking at that cold face, and muttered to himself:

"This girl, though she's a block of ice, has a warm heart..."