บท 1866: Mess

Ryu didn't mind the interaction. It had only been a few years for him, but it had been countless times longer for Ailsa. It was difficult for things to remain the same, especially when he had had such an embarrassing display previously.

Of course, whether that matter was truly embarrassing or not… well, he hadn't made a decision on that yet.

Even though he was feeling a lot more like himself and had partially walked out of that shadow, he wasn't to the point of feeling indifferent when looking back on those memories.

He also didn't think that Ailsa was particularly looking down on him for that moment either. Maybe in these years that she had been gone, she had suffered through things that were just as heartrending.

She didn't have the bandwidth to also deal with Ryu's issues now. With her talent, after trillions of years of cultivation, how could she possibly just be a simple Dao God?