Ryu didn't seem perturbed by all the rage that was around him. His mind seemed to still be in a half foggy half indifferent state. He had felt much better last night after meeting with Sarriel and allowing her to take his mind off of things, but these emotions seemed to come in waves much like all of this killing intent.
He wondered to himself when he had ended up making so many enemies. It had only been a few years since he began to cultivate, not even ten. But he was actually able to have so many blades pointed toward him at once.
It was one thing if they simply did all of this for the sake of their face. But, Ryu could tell that each one of them had their own bone to pick with him. Even if there was no one else to gauge their actions or no benefits to gain from him… They would still want his life on a platter.
