Ryu stared right into Wobbling Fairy's eyes, seemingly not noticing her naked body at all. Wobbling Fairy could see every bit of his intention within them. He didn't look at her like the beauty she was, or even like a woman at all; all he saw was a tool to get stronger.
Wobbling Fairy was quite experienced herself—in terms of life experience, that is. She had seen all sorts of people, and her Dao also made her quite capable of seeing the true side of people. So, it wasn't as though she had never seen men like Ryu before… men who cared more about their cultivation realms than anything else, men with ambition enough that no woman could sway them from their goals.
But still, something felt different right now.
She could also tell that it wasn't that Ryu was incapable of feeling love, it was just that he was incapable of caring enough about her to aim any of the affection he might have toward her.
