The Uchiha clan, which was wiped out entirely, lacked vision.

Chapter 189 The Zong family's beasts deserve to die.

Chapter 189 The Zong family's beasts deserve to die.

Konoha Village, the territory of the Hyuga clan.

Tonight is a cloudy night, the moonlight is dim, and dark clouds drift by from time to time, obscuring the little light that is left.

When the night is dark and the wind is high, accidents are more likely to happen, making patrol work especially important.

Hyuga Tokuma was conducting a routine patrol with his guards.

As he was from the clan, he only needed to patrol within the clan; he didn't need to be responsible for village affairs, which were handled by the village.

This job is relatively safe. Even if enemies come, they will definitely go to the Hokage Building first, rather than specifically targeting the Hyuga clan.

He drove around the conspicuous area for a while, but didn't see anything wrong. He couldn't help but yawn and wanted to go back to the warm house.

But after rounding a few more bends, he noticed a faint flickering candlelight ahead, suggesting a group of people gathered together, doing something he couldn't quite place.

He frowned, subconsciously activated his Byakugan to take a look, and found that the chakra flow on this group of people was very smooth, unlike enemies, but rather like his own family members.

He felt a sense of relief, closed his eyes, and led his men over, calling out from afar, "Hey, what are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of resting?"

"Although peace talks have begun between the villages, it's still uncertain whether they'll reach an agreement. You can't let your guard down!"

"Ah, it's Lord Tokuma!" The group parted to the left and right, revealing the leader in the middle. "We are here to commemorate the clansmen who tragically perished."

By the light of the moon and the dim glow of the lanterns, Hyuga Tokuma recognized the leader at a glance.

"Neji?" Hyuga Tokuma frowned, clearly displeased.

He had never forgotten the time Neji had talked back to him.

This guy has never formally apologized to him!

His gaze swept across the room and, sure enough, he saw that everyone was holding a white candle. In the open space in front, there were many portraits and memorial tablets of the deceased, and many white flowers were also placed in front of them. It was indeed a memorial service.

He looked around, then asked curiously, "Why isn't this kind of memorial service done during the day?"

"Besides, this place is too remote. Why don't we go to the memorial monument?"

Seemingly provoked by Hyuga Tokuma's words, everyone began to complain.

"We'd like to work during the day, but the village is in dire need of rebuilding, and we have so much work to do during the day! We simply can't find the time!"

"The memorial stone is located at the back of the village, which is quite far. We're worried that if something happens, we won't be able to get back in time!"

"Moreover, there are too many people going to the memorial every day. There are some things we only want to say to our deceased relatives in private, and we don't want others to hear them."

"Alright, alright!" Hyuga Tokuma couldn't be bothered with this nonsense. Seeing that they weren't talking badly about the main family, he didn't want to waste any more time talking and decided to leave. "I still have to patrol, so I won't bother you any longer."

He was about to leave when he suddenly heard someone say, "Lord Tokuma, won't you come and offer some flowers? With Lord Tokuma's blessing, those fallen clansmen can surely rest in peace!"

Hyuga Tokuma was taken aback. He wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectant looks in the eyes of the many branch families, he knew it was too difficult to refuse such a small matter.

The main family still needs to maintain its image of being kind and generous!

Anyway, it's just offering flowers and praying for blessings, nothing serious, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement and stay.

"You're right. Now that I've encountered them, let me offer flowers and pray for the heroes of our Hyuga clan!"

Someone nearby brought over several bouquets of small white flowers and gave one to each of Hyuga Tokuma and the two guards behind him.

The crowd parted to the left and right, and invited Hyuga Tokuma and the other two to stand in front of the many portraits. Then, the crowd stood behind them and surrounded the three of them in the middle.

"Please, Lord Tokuma, offer these flowers."

Hyuga Tokuma bent down and placed the flowers in front of the portrait. The three of them put their hands together, closed their eyes, and prayed.

His two guards did the same, and they also closed their eyes.

But just as the three closed their eyes to pray, the people behind them exchanged glances, flicked their wrists, and the kunai fell into their hands.

The group stepped forward and took turns doing their jobs: some covered mouths, others dislocated arms, and in an instant, they subdued Hyuga Tokuma and the other two.

Before the three could react, a flash of cold metal light appeared in the moonlight, and several short knives moved in and out of their bodies with such precision that it was as if they had practiced it a thousand times.

"Thud thud thud—" The muffled sounds of blades piercing flesh echoed one after another.

Almost instantly, the bodies of Hyuga Tokuma and the other two were riddled with holes, and each thrust of the short swords brought forth gushing jets of blood.

Life force and blood gushed out together in a burst, quickly disappearing into the night.

Some ninjas harbored hatred and were extremely ruthless, even deliberately stirring their short swords around among the internal organs, shattering everything inside into dust.

"Mmm--"

Hyuga Tokuma's eyes were wide open like a goldfish's, and he opened his mouth to shout, but his mouth was tightly covered. He could only see the cold and hateful gazes of Hyuga Neji and the people around him.

"Hyuga Tokuma, I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"

"You members of your clan, you beasts, all deserve to die!"

"Not only you, but your parents, your wife and children—I won't let any of them go!"

"You're the first, but you won't be the last!"

"You wait, I'll send all the beasts of the main family to keep you company!"

Hearing these vicious words, Hyuga Tokuma was greatly alarmed and wanted to warn the other members of the main family that the branch family was planning a rebellion.

But at this moment, he was already walking step by step toward death, unable to do anything, and could only watch helplessly as Hyuga Neji disemboweled him, took out his internal organs, and placed them in front of his portrait, treating him like a pig or sheep as an offering.

His body gradually went limp, and the blood on his body meandered along the ground, staining the little white flower he had just given away a bright red.

The portrait behind the flowers was already splattered with blood, making the face in the portrait look particularly ferocious.

After finishing off everyone in turn, Neji waved his hand and cut off Hyuga Tokuma's head, sealing it away with a scroll.

This has the Zong family's disapproving look on it; it's an important tool for him to continue with the next step of his plan, and he can't do without it.

The group had planned ahead and divided the tasks. While Neji was sealing Hyuga Tokuma's head, the others had already quickly packed up the tools and other items.

"Disperse!"

At Neji's command, everyone scattered in all directions like weary birds returning to their nests, quickly disappearing into the night.