This is infuriating!
Seongjin clenched his teeth, trying to suppress the anger boiling inside him.
The only reason he wasn’t grabbing the Holy Emperor by the collar was because of the deep-seated filial piety ingrained in him as a man raised in the Eastern traditions. After all, he couldn’t bring himself to become the disgraceful child who lays hands on the person he’s supposed to call “Father.”
“Do you understand now?”
Oblivious or perhaps indifferent to Seongjin’s brewing frustration, the Holy Emperor patted his head in a fatherly manner and continued speaking.
“You must understand how dangerous the words you spoke just now truly were. Careless conclusions, baseless doubts, and denial can sometimes lead to irreversible consequences.”
But his explanation barely registered in Seongjin’s ears.
Calling me his son, huh?
First, he treated me like some helpless child left by the water’s edge, and now he’s pulling this blood-soaked intimidation disguised as a “lesson”?
“And above all, my son, you are an Oracle with unprecedented potential. You possess boundless possibilities, even enough to transcend the boundaries of this world.”
He said he wouldn’t leave me with impossible choices.
He reassured me like he would always be there as my strong foundation, only to pull a stunt like this self-inflicted spectacle of a threat?
“That’s why you mustn’t…