"Madara hit you?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Why did Madara hit you?"

"I took his money to gamble and lost it all."

Chen Feng hasn't said anything yet.

Madara turned around and yelled at Tsunade: "Let's go! Don't delay! Go find your grandparents and ask them to pay me back!"

"Grandpa Madara, I was beaten anyway, please don't complain to my grandparents, okay? I stole the money from you. If I can win it back in the future, I'm willing to pay it back to you!"

"No need to say more, I will definitely ask your grandparents to pay me back my money today!"

"Wow!!!" Tsunade cried louder.

The days that followed became increasingly dull.

In the ninja world without war, people live and work in peace and contentment, with plenty of food and clothing.

The years are quiet.

only.

Chen Feng never expected that among the six of him, Madara, Hashirama, Izuna, Tobirama, and Itama, Madara would be the first to die.

20 years later.

Uchiha Ancestral Temple, Nanga Shrine.

Madara’s tombstone is next to Uchiha Tajima’s.

The photo on Madara's tombstone shows Madara when he was young, with long black hair covering one eye, wearing red laminated armor, and laughing on the balcony.

now.

The three old men had already gathered in front of Madara's tombstone.

72-year-old Hashirama has an aging appearance and gray hair.

He no longer works as a ninja, but he still wears a Konoha forehead protector.

Madara passed away last year.

Today, he, 67-year-old Itama, and 68-year-old Izuna came to pay their respects.

The three of them were in front of Madara's tombstone, chatting about their past.

Not help but sad.

Chen Feng and Feijian arrived late.

"Chen Feng, why is your Mangekyou Sharingan always on?" Quan Nai asked.

"I want to try to see if I can have a chance to activate Susanoo before I die." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"You give up..."

Before Izuna finished speaking, Chen Feng interrupted: "Speaking of which, it's been a long time since we got together to eat grilled fish. We miss the taste of it. Tobirama and I played together when we were kids. The barbecue grill and seasonings are ready by the river, do you want to go with us?"

"go with!"

Itama shouted immediately.

He looked old.

His voice sounded hoarse than when he was younger.

But when he heard the words "grilled fish", the light in Itama's eyes was as strong as when he was young.

Izuna turned back, looked at Madara's tombstone, and sighed: "It's a pity that Madara has passed away. Without Madara's grilling process, it always feels a little less flavorful."

Hashirama glanced at Chen Feng's Mangekyō Sharingan that had not yet been closed.

Then he looked at Tobirama, who although aged, still spoke very little as he did when he was young.

Hashirama seemed to understand something.

Heartbeat a little faster.

When several people left Nanga Shrine and went to the river where they were children, Izuna stood alone in front of Uchiha Madara's tombstone.

He said seriously: "Madara, the fact that you are my brother is something that I, Quan Na, will be proud of for the rest of my life!"

Done.

He turned around and chased after Chen Feng, Zhu Jian, Ban Jian and Feijian.

While chasing, he yelled: "Hey! You guys! Why are you walking so fast! You are so old, you are not afraid of your bones falling apart."

Several people chatted and laughed all the way to the river.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Hashirama, Izuna, and Itama looked at the people by the river with frozen expressions.

now.

riverside.

The charcoal fire on the grill has been lit.

A figure was in front of the barbecue grill, seriously roasting the fish just caught from the river.

White hair.

Looks old.

There are a few cracks on the wrinkled cheeks.

Even just by looking at his back, the three of them could recognize who he was.

"It is indeed this guy..." A smile appeared on Hashirama's cheeks, and his eyes were a little moist.

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