Chapter 1377 Gouge

"Stop being stupid!" Isemeine finally said after she recovered her bearings. "1 have my own plans, do you think pile of trash would actually be able to capture me if I didn't want it to be the case?"

Ryu raised an eyebrow, looking Isemeine head to toe.

"Even if that was true, no." Ryu replied simply.

Isemeine's heart skipped a beat. "Why?"

She thought she would hear something sweet about not wanting his women to suffer, or maybe some tsundere-like words that still carried an obvious hint of affection in them. But what she actually got left her speechless.

"A concubine of mine being hung up and whipped publicly like this, isn't that too humiliating for me? What would I do if other men saw your body? Who would pay me back for my losses?" Isemeine was speechless before her face turned red then black.

"RYU TATSUYA! YOU BASTARD! GET ME DOWN FROM HERE, I SWEAR I'LL BEAT YOU BLACK AND BLUE!"

The others watching, stunned by the current circumstances, didn't even know what to say. They had been trying so hard to piss this woman off, even saying the vilest of things, but the most they got was a glare and a few insults that ended up pissing themselves off even more than what they had gotten from her. And yet this man had just said one line that completely set her off.

Also... concubine? Wasn't this man aware of the rules? How dare he say something like that out loud?!

Isemeine was a beautiful woman. After reaching the Sky God Realm and awakening to her Martial God Bloodline all the more so than she had even in the past, the result was quite a bit more shocking. Plus, her streamlined, powerful and somewhat muscular body was a novel sort of unusualness that made these geniuses, who felt that they had already tasted all the kinds of women under the sun, feel a sort of hotness that they couldn't quite put their fingers on.

But Isemeine... was too powerful for such a thing to happen. It took the experts of the Seventh Heaven descending to capture her, but Ryu, he...

"Him?" Jojo frowned. Wasn't this Selheira's boy toy?

Suddenly, a wild grin spread across her face as a feeling of subterfuge spread through her. Wasn't this amusing? The boy Selheira liked was flirting with other women in public, and a runaway of the True Martial World, at that? What could be more amusing than this.

"Senior sister?" The other members of the Raging Inferno Sect raised their brows. It was rare to see such an expression on their Senior Sisters face, it didn't match her personality at all.

"What so funny, Jojo?"

A handsome man with azure hair and eyes, and shoulders broad and wide, looked over from the group of Azure Lightning Sect members. He had an amiable look in his eyes, but there was also a clear light of passion. This sort of fiery, unruly and untameable woman was the kind he liked the most.

"Don't make my gouge your eyes out, Litaor"

Litaor raised his head up and laughed. "You can indeed do that if you want, 1 am not a match for you, but wouldn't that be a bit too unfair? Sister Jojo's beautiful body is always hidden beneath that dense armor, is it still a crime to observe your valiance?"

Jojo snorted. 'Glib tongued bastard.'

Still, he had a point. It would be too much to gouge out the eyes of the head disciple of such a Sect just because he took a glance at her face. "Haha! Litaor, if you tease Jojo any more, you'll be emasculated by the next morning sun."