Bab 244: Throne

Tae glanced at the side of Ryu's face. She still couldn't see his features clearly, but for some reason, it didn't matter.

She herself had no feelings for Ryu. He was the exact opposite of the warm and loving husband she had always dreamed of. Yet, after living over a hundred years of life herself, somehow, he had become the closest that ideal image of any man she had ever met.

It was quite an ironic thought. He was in the middle of sneering and talking down to those around him, yet she somehow saw an image of warmth. Who knew what was in that pretty little head of hers?

Grand Elder Loom's expression darkened.

"Brother. We know nothing about this young man. We're not even certain that he is as young as he appears in the first place. To make matters more uncertain, he constantly wears a mask and is a necromancer, a group of individuals you know well that the Zu Clan despises.