At this moment, Senju Butsuma had no idea what Jordan Evans was thinking. The tall man before him could withstand his aura without changing expression. His strength and capacity were indeed extraordinary, just as Yura had said. From his appearance, he had nothing to do with the cold chakra those Uchiha brats innately possessed.
First impression: perfect.
So much so that when Senju Butsuma withdrew his aura, his cold, hard face softened by three points.
"Ahem. How should I address you, sir?"
Jordan's thoughts returned from the adult version of Hashirama to the young current clan leader's face. His voice was neither humble nor arrogant. "Greetings, Clan Leader Senju. My name is Jordan Evans."
"Jordan, then I'll get straight to the point." Senju Butsuma nodded. "Since you say you have important information for me, hand it over."
"What about these two?"
Following Jordan's gaze, Senju Butsuma glanced at the two Senju elders behind him. "It's fine. These two are meritorious elders of my Senju clan. There's no possibility of leaked secrets."
With a snap of his fingers, the voice recorder—sealed as a card—materialized from thin air in Jordan's hand.
Senju Hikaru, standing beside Senju Butsuma, frowned. His gaze had been fixed on Jordan since he appeared.
Although he didn't possess the Sharingan's visual prowess like those across the battlefield, he was extremely confident in his own perception.
Even so, he still couldn't see how the metal object that looked like a writing implement ended up in the stranger's hand.
Never seen this kind of ninjutsu before.
This man is definitely suspicious!
Mind Network read the hawkish elder's inner thoughts, but Jordan didn't care. If no one doubted him, he'd start doubting whether he'd arrived in a fake Naruto world.
Seeing the three men staring at him with suspicion or wariness, Jordan pressed play. "I have a recording here. Please listen quietly."
The technological timeline in the Naruto world was ridiculously skewed. Before the First Hokage, people lived in near-primitive conditions. By the Seventh Hokage's era, electric lights, televisions, and electrical equipment had become commonplace. Orochimaru's gene lab equipment was incredibly modern, as if someone had handed him technological blueprints from another world.
Putting aside chaotic technological development, it was clear the three members of Senju Butsuma's group had never seen a voice recorder before.
However, the ninja world was full of strange secret techniques and ninja tools. They wouldn't dwell on this.
When the secret conversation between Uchiha Tajima and the elders played through Jordan's device, all three changed expressions drastically. Especially Senju Butsuma, who crushed his chair's armrest into splinters.
"There's no mistake—it's Uchiha Tajima!" Upon hearing the plot, Senju Butsuma's eyes widened in fury, expression twisted as if he wanted to devour someone. "How dare you scheme against my family! Do you think you can turn the tide on the battlefield like this?! Outrageous!"
An astonishing burst of chakra erupted. Cracks appeared in the wooden floor and load-bearing columns. The entire camp trembled violently with Senju Butsuma's aura, appearing on the verge of collapse.
So chakra could be used like this?
Jordan directly experienced the monstrous strength of the Senju clan. The substantial chakra impact was incredibly powerful. If the three people present hadn't all been highly skilled, they'd probably have been blasted away on the spot by the shockwave!
Senju Hikaru originally wanted to suggest the voice's authenticity was still unverified, but seeing the clan leader enraged, he wisely shut his mouth.
He was a hawk, not suicidal. He could distinguish between speaking frankly and inviting death.
Jordan glanced at the trembling pillars and beams. Considering he'd be staying in the tent for a while, he immediately activated his superpower. Force fields deployed, penetrating along the tent's main structure, reinforcing the entire shelter.
In an instant, the shaking gradually stopped. At this point, even if the tent caught fire, the outer cloth and leather coverings would remain structurally sound.
Psychic power wasn't Naruto's Yin Release. Jordan's actions involved no chakra fluctuations whatsoever.
However, the Senju trio's sensory abilities were top-tier even by ninja world standards. They quickly noticed the changes in their surroundings.
Although they didn't know what methods Jordan used to stabilize the crumbling camp, their regard for him rose to a new level.
Whether out of goodwill or vigilance.
Seeing the clan leader's expression had softened slightly, Senju Shin said frankly, "Clan leader, if the intelligence is true, the Uchiha must have already started making arrangements. We must take action to counter them as soon as possible!"
"Elder Shin is right. But Uchiha Tajima is still on the front lines, clearly intending to keep me here. This matter..." Senju Butsuma's gaze swept over Senju Shin and Senju Hikaru before he made his decision. "Elder Shin, take my secret letter and go. You must find that insect!"
"Rest assured, clan leader. The Uchiha's scheme will absolutely not succeed!"
Before long, Senju Butsuma finished writing the secret letter. Senju Shin departed to carry out his orders.
Senju Hikaru was ordered to guard the door, leaving only Senju Butsuma and Jordan inside the tent.
Damaged seats had been replaced by support staff, who also provided tea and refreshments.
Jordan sat down opposite Senju Butsuma. His treatment had changed from suspicious person under scrutiny to honored guest of the Senju clan. The previous tension disappeared. The scene became quite harmonious.
"Jordan-san, as a husband and father, I'm very grateful for your information. But as clan leader, I need you to remain here until Elder Shin returns or news arrives." Senju Butsuma, having regained composure, displayed the demeanor of a great clan leader and solemnly assured him. "Of course, the reward for your information can be given now. I hope you can understand my position."
Jordan tasted the tea, noting its natural fragrance but nothing particularly special.
"Of course. But I have a suggestion."
Senju Butsuma poured Jordan another cup. "Please speak."
"The Uchiha clan must be quite adept at hiding their schemes, having planted spies in the heart of your territory. This matter is urgent and may not be easy to investigate." Jordan set down his teacup. "I have a secret technique for reading minds that should help. I'm not questioning Elder Shin's competence, but if this matter can be resolved sooner, the clan leader can be more at ease."
"Similar to the Yamanaka clan's spiritual secrets?" Senju Butsuma pondered a moment. "Then have Elder Shin screen all suspicious individuals, then ask Jordan-san to take action. Our clan's interrogation department will accompany you. What do you think?"
Once the matter was settled, spirits lifted.