Chapter 558: Tobirama: No, what are you all doing here?

Uchiha Tajima looked at Madara with some concern, but he also knew that this was not the time to waste, so he gestured for the Yatagarasu to fall on his shoulder and then left instantly.

After he left, Madara still stood there. Even though he took deep breaths several times to calm himself down, the magatama in his eyes continued to spin faster and faster, trying to twist it into shape, but in the end it just maintained the three-magatama form and slowly rotated.

Madara closed his eyes, trying to suppress the bad thoughts that were surging in his mind, trying to calm himself down and think about how he could help in this matter.

[My brother left with that damn red-haired man, Uzumaki, Uzumaki...the allies of the Senju clan, Hashirama must have a way to contact the Uzumaki clan - yes! That's it! As the young patriarch who is about to get married, Hashirama must have a way to know the itinerary of that red-haired man! ]

Madara suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long breath. His voice was a little hoarse due to his voice change. "Guang, are you there? Come out."

Before he finished speaking, the girl with the fox mask stepped out from the corner of the house behind Ban, "...Master is in danger, I want to go find Master."

"Ah, I know, but I need to get more information first." Madara turned around and stared straight into the slender fox eyes drawn on the mask. "I need your strength."

Uchiha Hikaru took off his mask, looked at Madara's scarlet eyes, and the black magatama in his pupils that were still trying to change, and spoke after a brief silence, "If it helps to confirm the master's condition - what do you want me to do?"

"I'm going to the Senju, and I might do something radical to get information..." Madara looked directly at the three magatama in Uchiha Hikaru's eyes that were also slowly rotating, "For this, I need your eye technique, and I will need you to use it at all costs."

Uchiha Hikaru lowered his eyes slightly and put the mask back on his face, "...You know, I am your guard nin."

"Okay, thank you."

Madara closed his eyes and began to take deep breaths. After taking dozens of deep breaths, he finally managed to suppress the bloodshot in his eyes. He put on his back the round fan and sickle, which were not very convenient for him to use at the moment, and strode through the clan territory, heading towards the Senju side.

Also because Madara did not deliberately conceal his breath, many people in the tribe noticed his movements. The curious ones followed him from a distance to find out what was going on, while the cautious ones quickly left with the intention of reporting.

Naturally, this cover-up by Orb could not be hidden from the Senju clan, and Madara and Uchiha Hikaru were soon stopped by the patrol personnel of the Senju clan.

Madara raised his eyes to look at the extremely alert Senju in front of him, and said calmly, "Is Hashirama here? Ask him to come out and see me."

The Senju who was in charge of the guard looked at the aggressive Madara, then at the Uchiha Hikari whose mask was glowing red, and finally at the large number of Uchiha who were peering towards this side on the other side of the street. After a brief silence, he whispered a few words to his companions, called on more companions to be on guard, and quickly ran towards the clan to inform Senju Fusuma of the matter.

"…The kid just said he was here to look for Hashirama?"

"Yes, and he also carries the representative weapon of the Uchiha clan leader."

Senju Butsuma raised his hand and pinched the corner of his eye. After a brief silence, he spoke, "... Atsushi, take Hashirama to see what tricks the psychopath on the other side is going to play next."

Hearing this, Senju Atsuji, who had been standing in the corner with his arms folded, stood up straight and stretched his muscles slightly, "I understand - do you want to do it?"

"That depends on what that brat is going to do..." Qianshou Fujian put down his hands and said with a click of the tongue, "I really don't know what that old bastard wants to do. He actually let their kid come here with the clan leader's certificate to shout."

Senju Atsuji snorted and laughed, "Anyway, I'll just play it by ear?"

"Well, please."

Not to mention what the Senju thought of Madara's behavior, Madara, who stayed at the intersection of the two cities waiting, felt more and more anxious. While muttering to himself, his inky black pupils unknowingly turned scarlet again.

So much so that when Hashirama rushed over to greet Madara happily, he was frightened by the pair of three magatama, and for a moment he didn't even dare to put his arm around Madara's shoulders as usual.

"Ban, what are you doing...?"

Looking at Hashirama who looked doubtful in front of him, Madara closed his eyes. The speed of the magatama in his eyes slowed down slightly, but it did not stop. "You want to marry Uzumaki Yi's sister, Uzumaki Mito, right?"

Hashirama was stunned for a moment, then nodded - there was nothing to hide about this.

"Hmm... I remember that your relationship with Uzumaki has always been good, and you can even let the other clan help educate your heir without any grudges, right?"

Hashirama paused and frowned, "What exactly do you want to ask, Madara?"

Madara took a step forward, almost standing in front of Hashirama, staring at him with his scarlet eyes, "In that case, Hashirama, you must be able to get Uzumaki Yi's itinerary, right? Tell me that."

Hashirama's brows knitted together, and he said in a firm tone, "Impossible. If it was my own information, I would tell Madara, but not Yi Ge's. He might tell you himself, but you can't get even a word from me - eh?!"

However, Madara suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Hashirama's collar, dragging him towards him fiercely, "Hashirama! I'm not negotiating with you! Tell me! Now!"

Hashirama looked at the three magatama Sharingan in Madara's eyes that were spinning faster and faster, almost forming a line, and raised his hand to stop the tribesmen who were about to rush out, "Madara, no matter how many times I say it's impossible - Uchiha will never betray their allies, and the Senju will not do the same. If you need help from Brother Yi, I can help you bring the message to him."

After he finished speaking, Hashirama could feel Madara's grip on his collar getting tighter, and his voice was filled with a chill he had never felt before, "…Hashirama, I'll say it again, give me the information about the red-haired guy - I don't want to hurt you."

Madara watched as dark green lines climbed up Hashirama's cheeks after a brief silence. His aura grew stronger and his voice deepened. "Madara, I don't want to hurt you either - but this is impossible."

"Really? So this is how I look to you..." Madara sneered, loosened his hand, and his expression turned gloomy, "Hitomi, use your pupil on Hashirama—"

"No, what are you all doing here?"

The sudden sound paused the scene that was about to break out. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the white-haired boy in blue armor, slightly dusty but still exquisite, looking at them with his scarlet eyes, "Has the bride-stealing been brought forward?"