Ryu didn't need to hear another word, he had already decided. The moment he found a Clan or Sect that participated in the creation of such a system, he would tear them out by the roots.
It took a long while for the rage in Ryu's eyes to subside. He had actually been branded like he was some sort of cow to be herded obediently into its pen. Even compared to kneeling, this sort of humiliation was on another level. It was completely intolerable.
The old-young man watched silently.
Most would feel uncomfortable upon this realization. However, this sort of fury that Ryu was displaying was unique.
It wasn't as though Ryu was being publicly scrutinized. The only ones who knew of the mark were himself and Ryu. And, clearly, he wasn't making any attempt to lambast or humiliate Ryu.