The main hall was spacious and magnificent, with thick velvet carpets on the floor and exquisite tapestries hanging on the walls.
The air was filled with a faint feminine fragrance, intertwined with the rich aroma of fine wine and delicacies.
In the center of the main hall, a large gilded soft couch was placed, covered with soft brocade.
Shun reclined on the soft couch, surrounded by his four beautiful wives. Their attire varied, some noble, some elegant, some charming, and some dignified.
Sāra's slender fingers picked up a celadon jade wine pot, and the amber liquid drew a graceful arc in the air.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was like a clear spring in the desert. "Husband, this is a grape brew specialty of Rōran, made from the finest local grapes. Its taste is mellow and its aroma is intoxicating, you must try it."
Shun opened his mouth, and a moderate amount of wine slowly flowed into his mouth. As the wine entered his mouth, he narrowed his eyes slightly, savoring the mellow taste.
"Hmm, it's indeed good wine. Sara, you can sell Rōran's wine to the Land of Water. This way, the people of Rōran can also have more income."
A charming smile appeared on Sāra's face. "Husband, that's what I thought too. Also, when will you accompany me back to Rōran? I haven't been back for several days."
Shun pondered for a moment, then smiled. "I will go with you in a few days. It's a good opportunity to see the customs and culture of Rōran."
Upon hearing this, Sāra's eyes were full of joy, and she lightly kissed his forehead.
At this moment, Ami lightly coughed, and said with a hint of petulance, "Husband, we also want to visit Rōran."
Shun laughed heartily and said, "Alright, I'll take you all with me next time."
Meanwhile, Mikoto held a honey tangerine, carefully peeling the skin and meticulously removing every white thread from the segments. Only after all the white threads were removed did she hand a segment to his lips.
"Husband, please try this honey tangerine, it's sweet and delicious, and very juicy."
A gentle haven... a hero's tomb.
Shun narrowed his eyes, enjoying this luxurious and peaceful time.
Since becoming the Daimyo of the Land of Water, he had entrusted almost all government affairs to his confidants, immersing himself tirelessly in the tenderness of his six beauties.
Yukari kneaded his shoulder and said with a half-smile, "Shun-sama, have you been too lax lately? You don't even train your body anymore."
Shun chuckled softly, his fingers intertwining with her red hair. "With you all here, what morning exercise do I need? Besides, the 'exercise' at night is already enough to consume my physical strength."
Yukari snorted lightly but did not refute, only her ear tips slightly reddened.
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.
The guard knelt on one knee, cold sweat on his forehead. "Report. Your Highness, there's an intruder. The opponent... The opponent has a Mangekyo Sharingan."
The joyous laughter in the hall suddenly ceased.
Shun waved his hand, his gaze fixed on the shadow at the hall's entrance.
"Since you're here, why hide?"
From the shadows slowly emerged a figure wearing an orange spiral mask.
A deep, hoarse voice suddenly echoed in the hall. "What disgusting extravagance, Shun."
Shun's eyes instantly turned cold, and his wives immediately stood up alertly.
From the shadows of the palace, a man wearing an orange spiral mask slowly emerged. His black robe fluttered, and the crimson Sharingan on his orange mask flickered with a faint red light.
Mikoto coldly questioned, "Who are you? Why do you have our Uchiha's Sharingan?"
Obito chuckled deeply. "Who I am is not important, Shun, your talent should not be wasted in a place like this."
Shun slowly sat up straight, his Mangekyo Sharingan swirling in the candlelight.
"Interesting, you have the aura of Hashirama's Wood Release on you. There are also some control cursed seals in your body, somewhat like Root's style. It seems that old Danzo is not at peace even after death."
Upon hearing this, Obito was a little surprised, he deliberately let out a gloomy laugh. "I am not a member of Root, I am Madara."
Shun lazily lifted his eyelids, scrutinized him for a few moments, then suddenly scoffed.
"Looking at your foolish appearance, it reminds me of someone."
Obito's brow furrowed under his mask. "Oh?"
Shun casually said, "You're very much like that kid Obito, but unfortunately, that kid is already dead, otherwise, he might even have become friends with you."
Obito's body stiffened slightly, then he felt a strange, inexplicable pang. It turned out that in the eyes of the world, he was already a dead man.
He deliberately raised his voice. "Stop stalling, I'm here today to tell you..."
A hint of playfulness flashed in Shun's eyes, and he suddenly interrupted, "To show me true power? Save it, I stopped saying such chuunibyou lines after I turned ten."
Obito was choked into silence, he felt that every word this man said was like he was toying with him. He decided to end this dangerous conversation, quickly forming hand seals.
"It seems negotiations have broken down, then let me show you..."
Shun waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly. "Boring, you have a control cursed seal on you, you must be someone's puppet. Considering you're not acting of your own free will, I'll let you off this once, so you can scram."
Obito's expression under the mask instantly darkened. He didn't expect the other party to disregard him so much.
"Shun, it seems I need to make you face reality." Obito said coldly, his figure suddenly lunging forward.
However, the moment he moved, eight ninjas suddenly appeared around the palace. Their kunai rained down like a storm.
"Hmph, petty tricks."
Obito snorted disdainfully, his body instantly becoming intangible, and all the kunai passed through him, embedding themselves in the wall behind.
He looked at Shun triumphantly, but found that the other party was still lounging idly on the soft couch, even yawning.
Shun slowly said, "Your Mangekyo Sharingan's ocular jutsu, a space-time type, allows the body to enter another dimension to avoid attacks. However, if you want to attack others, you should need to exit the intangible state."
Obito's pupils constricted. He had only used kamui once, and the opponent had already seen through his trick?
"You guys use Shadow Clone to play with him, don't let the main body get close." Shun instructed the guards, his tone as relaxed as if he were directing a game.
Alarm bells rang in Obito's heart, this man was far more dangerous than he had imagined. But he still didn't believe in fate, so he continued to charge forward.
Seeing this, Shun's lips curled slightly, secretly using his Mangekyo dōjutsu, Divine Acceleration, on himself. Now the distance between the two was only about 30 meters, so with 6x acceleration, he moved as if teleporting.
With a "bang," Obito's body rapidly recoiled, then crashed into the wall.