1914  Unacceptable


    Ryu was absolutely furious.


    He had been fine with a lot of the things until now. Th.e? most uptod/ate novels a/re published on n(0)velbj)n(.)c/o/m


    He had been fine with Ailsa feeling superior. She was his wife; even if she wasn''t stronger than him, he would put her on a pedestal. She wasn''t just some normal woman walking down the streets or passing by him, not a woman he wouldn''t even give a second glance to.


    She was a woman he had shared his heart with, his bed with, a woman he planned to share his future with.


    She was his wife.


    He would elevate her as far beyond him as his shoulders and back would allow. He would never show even a tinge of distaste for how she viewed herself. He simply didn''t care.


    He had been fine when she started ordering him around, having him pick up the slack where she had failed and cover her back. Anyone else who had ordered him to do such things would have gotten more than just a little bit of his fury; they would have paid deeply for their arrogance.


    The only reason he had accepted the orders of the Dream Asura was, again, because a wife of his was in danger. Who else in the world was capable of commanding him to do anything at all?


    Yet, he had already put his life on the line several times for Ailsa and he didn''t even show the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.


    He had been fine even when she gave him the Core Disciple position.


    For Ryu to say this, one could imagine just how furious he was. In the cultivation world, words held too much power, and the moment Ryu spoke of such a thing, Ailsa had already felt her Primordial Yin tremble as though it might be expelled from Ryu''s body at any time.


    Her face became pale and her entire body trembled. It was as though she had lost her soul for a moment and the body that she had controlled to the point of becoming a Dao God was practically worthless at the moment.


    Right now, Ryu wasn''t the frail boy who felt lost to his path; he wasn''t the ice-cold young master who had hated the world, nor was he some cheap cultivator overestimating his abilities.


    He was a towering mountain, a furious head of a household that seemed to want to burn the entire thing.


    It should have pained him to see Ailsa''s face in such a state, but he didn''t have the mind to care or pay attention to it.


    What Ailsa had done just now was unforgivable.


    Apologizing to him was bad enough. Had their relationship truly regressed to the point that she had to treat him like such an outsider?


    But not only was she apologizing, there wasn''t even the slightest bit of remorse on her face as well. Ryu was sure that she felt for the loss of Nemesis and Little Gem, but the way she was speaking, it was as though she was only apologizing as a perfunctory measure, as though she had every intention of dealing with the situation all on her own and was just casually informing Ryu.


    It felt like rather than speaking to her husband, she was speaking to one of her subordinates, one of her lackeys, one of her little soldiers that had lost their lives in her war.


    That was absolutely unacceptable to Ryu.