章 1812: Dissatisfaction

Ryu continued to look at the mop, feeling somewhat incredulous. Even when his enemies tried to humiliate him, none had ever stooped so low. 

Finally, he looked up from the mop to see that the old man was looking at him with earnestness. Though his words were a bit crude, it didn't seem like he had done it out of maliciousness, but rather that he felt that he was talking to an equal. 

Ryu reached forward, and when the man thought he was going to take the mop, he patted him on the shoulder instead. 

"Enjoy yourself, old man."

Then, without another word, Ryu walked into the building, having no intention of helping at all. 

His Temperament might have been refined again and again, but there were still certain things that Ryu would never do. 

However, maybe this time, the reason for them had changed.