Chapter 227: That Bastard is Actually My Son?
"Itachi, you're joking again."
Kisame sneered, who could make Itachi fall into an illusion?
But Itachi didn't respond, his face remained very serious, staring straight ahead.
"What's wrong?"
Kisame followed Itachi's gaze and saw two figures standing across the street.
One tall and one short.
The tall one was burly and wore a bamboo hat on his head to cover the raindrops falling from the sky.
The younger one, only about five or six years old, was hiding behind the big man, showing half of his face and also looking at Itachi.
'Why does the little guy look like Itachi between his two eyebrows? Is this my own illusion, or is it real?'
Both sides looked at each other and remained silent for a few seconds.
Itachi spoke first.