By Proxy
Spars? Ryu's gaze narrowed.
Although Isemeine was confused, Ryu himself was quite used to dealing with old monsters like this. The word games they played, the way they skirted out of responsibility, and the method by which the bent and twisted others to their will… It was all just like what he remembered.
World Sea Realm experts had lived too many years of life. At their stage of cultivation, they were exceptionally sensitive to matters like karmic ties and Faith. As a result, they were even more careful with their words and their sentence structure.
Everything they said held a trap. All the words, phrases and sentences they weaved together hid themselves within layers. Usually, these layers were difficult for those beneath the World Sea Realm to pull apart and reach the root of…
But who was Ryu Tatsuya, exactly?