Chapter 17: Nine-Five Platform
Sima Yi smiled and asked, "Have you ever attended a banquet in Konoha?"

"Of course I have attended, but that kind of banquet..."

Hui seemed to have some bad memories, and said with a look of disgust: "If I can't avoid it, I don't want to go to that kind of party!"

"The clan leader and the elders do the same thing every year. They gather together to eat meat and drink wine. Before they have even had a few sips, they start talking about the glory of the Uchiha in the past, then they start scolding the Konoha high-ranking officials, and then a few others stand up and criticize the person who started it.

The two sides started arguing, and when the actions of both sides became more and more intense, the head of the Fu Yue clan stood up to stop them, and everyone finally quieted down. However, no one was willing to give in, so they just talked about trivial matters at home.

This annual experience has made Hui almost familiar with this process, and the disgust in his eyes is almost overflowing.

Sima Yi was stunned. Could this be considered a noble banquet?

Isn't this just a country bumpkin cursing?

It's not that I can't understand their resentment, but shouldn't this kind of thing be dealt with behind closed doors among a few people in a small room?

So blatant
It was the first time he understood the Uchiha family from a perspective other than Shisui, and it seemed that there were still many things he didn't know.

"Has this always been the case, or has it only happened since the new clan leader took the throne?"

"I don't know. Anyway, it has been like this since I can remember. It shouldn't have happened since Patriarch Fugaku ascended the throne."

Hui was explaining when he suddenly realized what was happening and asked hurriedly, "Uncle Yi, have you never been to a banquet?"

Sima Yi calmly replied without changing his expression: "How can I, a fifty-year-old man who has not even opened his eyes, attend such a banquet?"

Hui suddenly realized and scratched his head with an awkward smile.

"Let's talk about tonight's banquet. We'll arrange it according to this list. Go back and tell the tribesmen to relax and talk more with the people around them about what happened on the battlefield."

After being reminded of this, Hui thought about what Shisui had done recently and understood Sima Yi's intention, so he nodded repeatedly.

"Then, Uncle Yi, can I participate in this last event?"

Hui rubbed his hands together, his eyes full of anticipation.

But unfortunately, Sima Yi decisively shook his head and rejected him. If it was an Uchiha, he would have agreed, but he had heard of Uchiha Hui's strength.

"But you can participate in the exhibition match at the beginning!"

"Exhibition match?"

"Not bad!"

"Who are you performing with?"

"Shisui."

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In the blink of an eye, it was already night, and the entire camp became active. Except for the necessary ninjas on duty, everyone had been notified of tonight's banquet, including the ninjas who had just arrived to change guards.

The end of the year is approaching, but they were transferred from Konoha to garrison here. One can imagine their resentment.

However, after receiving the invitation, everyone couldn't help but look forward to it, even if it was just to find joy in adversity.

At eight o'clock, Shisui finally returned to the camp after an inspection. Looking at the changes in the camp, Shisui's expression paused.

The original camp was moved aside, and the vacant space was raised by earth escape ninjutsu to form a square platform.

There were five stone steps extending from the platform, nine steps on each level. Each level was furnished with tables, chairs, wine and food, and he was on the top level.

When he saw Sima Yi making gestures to him, he felt his scalp tingling.

Am I going to sit there?
Looking at that high position, Shisui felt as if his legs were filled with lead and he could hardly move.

Sima Yi just stood in the distance and looked at him calmly without urging him.

Many conditions are needed for a force to succeed, but the most important and indispensable one is always a conscious and wise lord. Don’t you see that Yuan Shao had so many advisers under his command, but they ended up like that?

Sima Yi clearly did not move at all, but Zhishui felt like a mountain of pressure. Sweat dripped down his forehead. He looked carefully and saw that everyone was looking at him silently.

They didn't know the significance of this staircase, but for some reason they felt a sense of majesty and pressure in such an occasion. They remained silent and dared not say a word.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, Shisui moved. He even scolded himself in his heart, why did he hesitate?

He had been prepared for everything since he responded to that voice that night. For Konoha!

For the Uchiha!
He stepped over the platform and over the steps and stood there in full view of everyone. He stood at the very top. Everyone looked up and breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

The party has begun!

Everyone took their seats, whether they were Uchiha, reinforcements or replacement troops, the selected team captains stepped onto the platform and took their seats in an orderly manner.

They have civilian jonin, special jonin, chunin, and ninjas from ninja clans. No one knows what the basis for this selection is.

Koizumi Satsuki is also among them, but she is only at the middle level.

As soon as they sat down, everyone saw hundreds of ninjas sitting around the platform. For some reason, everyone straightened their chests, and an inexplicable feeling surged in their hearts.

Sima Yi did not go up. He sat in a corner below to avoid attracting attention.

After everyone was seated, Shisui picked up his wine glass and slowly stood up. He looked solemn and tried to look dignified.

"We are all here for Konoha. The first toast is to Konoha!"

His voice was calm, but it contained a strange power that resounded in every corner of the military camp.

Shisui finished his words in one gulp, and everyone on and off the stage stood up, raised their glasses, and shouted in unison: "For Konoha!"

After someone finished drinking, he paused, clicked his tongue and looked at the cup in his hand with a strange expression.

"The Third Hokage sat in Konoha in times of crisis and appointed us to lead us to defeat the Four Nations again. This cup is for the Third Hokage!"

"Here's to the Third Generation!"

"If you hadn't sacrificed your lives in this battle, how could we have won today? This cup is a toast to everyone present!"

As the words fell, everyone was moved and couldn't help but clench their wine glasses.

"Here's to Shisui-sama!"

Koizumi Mayu was so excited that she couldn't help but shout out loud.

The whole audience was stunned, and then there was a loud explosion, and everyone shouted in unison: "Cheers to Master Shisui!"

"Here's to Shisui-sama!"

The shouting continued for several breaths before slowly stopping. Shisui suppressed his excitement and looked down, only to see that many of his clansmen in the crowd were uncontrollably displaying their Sharingan.

At this moment, Hui flashed into the ring, looked up and faced Shisui, with his hands forming seals.

"Fire Style*Great Dragon Fire Technique!"

In the blink of an eye, two fire dragons took shape and rushed down the steps.

The ninjas on both sides were shocked, but saw that although the fire dragon was powerful, it just passed by them without any impact.

Shisui understood what he meant and responded by clapping his hands together.

"Fire Style*Great Dragon Fire Technique!"

Using the same ninjutsu, Shisui spit out three fire dragons that swooped down, and the five dragons flew into the air and strangled each other.

Almost instantly, Hui's fire dragon turned into fireworks and dissipated, leaving only Shisui's three fire dragons flying over the arena and dancing above everyone's heads.

It’s not over yet, Shisui forms a seal again!

"Fire Style*Great Fire Extinguishment!"

It was like a fire cloud covering the entire place, or even more so than a sea of ​​fire. The exaggerated flames covered the entire place and burned above everyone, almost lighting up the entire sky.

That was the force that suffocated them and made them despair.

"Is this the power of Uchiha?"

The whole audience was silent, staring at the young man in amazement, Uchiha Shisui!

(End of this chapter)

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