Chương 1915: Pale

"Go." Ryu growled.

If he stayed here any longer, his fury would cause him to take that next step.

Against anyone else, he would have done so already. When did he ever give warnings? He didn't even usually have the patience to listen to the drivel of his enemies and he almost always attacked to kill the instant he felt their hostility.

The fact that he would hold back and not follow through on his threat immediately just went to show what kind of furious state he was in.

He didn't even want to have this conversation anymore; he didn't want to hear Ailsa's excuses; he didn't even want to see her.

Since she was much further gone than he had expected, she could draw her own lines.

Right now, he was the Throne of her Sect. There was nothing at all that she could do to him, not with a clone, anyway.

When he had the strength, he would confront her again. On that day, he would decide whether he would follow through on his words or not.