Chapter 2068 - Pawn (3) (1/2)

”It would be a waste, Emperor Unblemished.” Fox shook his head. ”Even if I use it as a sacrifice, because the task would be too tall, it would at most bring out some transcendent grade masks.

”Does Emperor Unblemished have to be so careful? With your soul strength, no one would be able to see anything you don't want them to see.”​​

Dyon sighed, finally unable to take it anymore. ”Can you stop calling me that?”

”Stop calling you what?” Fox asked innocently, a cunning smile on his face.

Dyon glared at him. ”I'm no Emperor, nor is my surname Unblemished.”

”Impossible. The Unblemished One is your Empress, so of course you are her Emperor.”

”She's not –”

Seeing that it was Fox's turn to glare at him, Dyon's headache grew and he just waved his hand, turning to leave.

All the Heaven's Children were like this. Aside from Monet who had taken a liking to him for some reason, the others all but hated him for not taking Luna as his woman. If not for Luna basically forcing them to help improve the Mortal Alliance, they would have long since started ignoring his words completely.

To them, he had put a child in their Empress, so how could he not take responsibility? The only reason they hadn't completely displayed their revulsion toward him was because how well he treated their little princess couldn't be denied.

Dyon wasn't interested in explaining himself to people. It was something he hated to do, almost as much as he hated being tested by others who believed themselves to be above him. So, he never tried to justify himself to them, making them think they were in the right.

Either way, he couldn't be bothered.

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”Make sure to thank Saru for me properly. I haven't seen her in so long… But we owe her a lot.” Ri said weakly.

Of course, her weakness wasn't a product of an injury, but rather because Dyon's intentions of saying goodbye had sprawled out of control, resulting in four beauties being entangled in soft bed sheets and fragrant liquids. The sight could make an endless fire burn in one's loins.

”I will.” Dyon said with a light smile. Honestly, he wasn't willing to leave them. If it was just about revenge, he wouldn't be so easily bothered. But, the news from the Mortal Network only seemed to get worse with each passing day. The Shruti Clan's situation wasn't good. If this continued, they would be wiped out.

The only person in the tower quadrants who knew Dyon's true origins was Saru and her Shruti Clan, yet she never breathed a word about it. For this, Dyon was eternally grateful.