Chapter 200 Night Talk

Uzumaki Yi finally managed to coax Uzumaki Mito into submission, and the five of them soaked in the hot spring in silence.

It was not until dinner time that Xuanwo Yi couldn't help but complain that Ling's diet was too different from that of his family, and thus brought up a new topic.

"I used to like a very sweet diet, but I changed it later because of some things."

"Hey..." Uzumaki Yi chewed his food and spoke indistinctly, "There is actually someone who can change you? That's amazing - who is it? A man or a woman?"

"Well... she's a good girl."

Uzumaki Yi's eyes widened immediately, and he swallowed the food in his mouth, his voice full of surprise, "Female? That must be someone very powerful, right? An elder? Or a peer?"

"They are of the same generation."

"Isn't that quite suitable?" Uzumaki Yi was in high spirits. "It's rare to have someone who can control you. Isn't it suitable for us to be husband and wife?"

This time Ling paused for a moment before speaking in a gentle voice, "...There is no chance anymore."

"Hmm? Could it be that the girl already has a lover?" Uzumaki Yi ignored the stares from Madara and Izuna, biting his chopsticks, "You have to fight for it. You are already very talented. If your future partner doesn't have the means to counter you, you won't last long - and you are not bad either. Don't your family admire the strong?"

At this point, the coldness from Madara and Izuna made Uzumaki Mito couldn't help but raise his hand and tug at his brother's haori, "Brother, stop talking, that's someone else's business... and it would be strange for me to tell you about this, right?"

Xuanwo Yi thought about it and felt that it was true. After all, this was no different from directly telling the enemy one's weakness, so he wanted to change the subject, but Ling's voice sounded first -

"If I give her a few more years, maybe I will really fall for her. She... is really a good girl."

Uzumaki Yi was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, "Is that so? That's a pity."

"Ah, yes..." Ling put down his bowl and chopsticks and clasped his hands together, "I'm done, thank you for the treat."

Uzumaki Yi poked his head in to take a look, "Hey, you have leftovers."

"Ah...the fried tofu here has stuffing inside, and the taste is a bit too strong for me."

"Are you a slug?"

Ling tilted his head, not being able to comprehend what Xuanwo Yi was trying to say.

Uzumaki Yi took a mouthful of rice and spoke incoherently, "It will dissolve when it encounters salt..."

Ling's expression became complicated, "To be honest... I don't really understand your joke."

“You shouldn’t understand—” Uzumaki Yi laughed strangely, and turned his gaze to Madara and Izuna who were still glaring at him fiercely, “Hey, hey, hey, you guys are almost there. If someone doesn’t know, I would think you are from the Snow Clan. You are so cold—I’m so scared.”

Madara snorted and lowered his eyes to concentrate on eating, while Izuna poked the hishimochi on the plate with a small fork and cast his eyes on Uzumaki Mito.

But Uzumaki Mito obviously didn't notice Izuna's observation. She just stared at Ling, then lowered her head and ate quietly after a while.

The relationship between the two clans was not good to begin with, so after Ling showed no intention of responding, the two sides had nothing more to talk about. After finishing their meal in silence, they returned to their respective rooms.

However, this time when he returned to the room, Uzumaki Yi discovered that something was wrong with his sister. The usually aggressive and energetic little girl was now tightly grasping the hem of his haori, her face pale.

"What's wrong, Mito? Did you eat something bad?"

Uzumaki Mito was stunned for a long time before looking up at Uzumaki Yi, but his whole body was shaking unconsciously, and he opened and closed his mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a word.

Uzumaki Yi sighed, squatted down, and stretched out his hand, "Come on, bite it like you always do, and tell me slowly after you calm down."

But this time, Uzumaki Mito did not bite him. Instead, after a brief stiffness, he raised his hands and wrapped them around Uzumaki Yi's neck. After a long while, he spoke in a weak voice, "Brother, that Ling is so scary..."

Xuwo Yi simply sat down, then pulled his sister into his arms and gently patted her back, "Why do you say that suddenly?"

"I...can't sense his chakra fluctuations, even though we're so close." Uzumaki Mito tightly grasped Uzumaki's collar, "When you asked about his peer, he said he felt sorry for the death of his companions, but he didn't express even the slightest fluctuation. Even Madara and Izuna unconsciously emitted chakra - just like those monsters sealed in the clan."

"No, although he is indeed as strong as a monster, it's the opposite when it comes to companions. He actually cares a lot about me. After all, you see, he stopped responding to me after I mentioned it. But I'm still glad that you can realize how terrifying he is."

Uzumaki Yi chuckled, but soon he let out a long sigh, "Ling, he is a natural born ninja. He knows how to control his emotions and can control them very well. He won't let his emotions hinder his decision at all... If possible, I don't want an enemy who doesn't act on impulse at all."

Seeing that Uzumaki Mito was still in shock, Uzumaki Yi ruffled her hair again, "Alright, don't think too much, and don't be afraid. Even if another three or five years pass, it won't be your turn to deal with him - go to sleep."

But Uzumaki Mito was like a koala clinging to Uzumaki Yi. Uzumaki Yi could only hold his sister in one hand and open the cabinet door with the other hand and then use the King Kong Sealing Technique to make the bed for the two of them. It took him a long time to coax the frightened Uzumaki Mito to sleep.

However, after doing all this, he did not rest. Instead, he looked towards the door with a helpless expression, quietly stood up and set up several sealing techniques with his own aura around Uzumaki Mito, then picked up the haori that was casually placed aside, put it on and walked out.

However, after walking four or five steps out of the room, Xuanwo Yi saw the door of the atrium wide open. Ling, who had returned to the house with his younger brothers early, was leaning against the pillar of the outer corridor, sitting there quietly, with a small and exquisite wine pot beside him, and the wine cup in his hand was filled with the silver light of the sky.

Uzumaki Yi walked over and sat down next to another pillar. "I'm telling you, go to bed when it's time. What's the point of standing guard at someone else's door? You don't want to sleep yourself, and you don't want to let others sleep?"

Ling chuckled and drank the silver light that had been in the cup for who knows how long. "I can't help it. I feel so confused and can't sleep... Please chat with me for a while."