The Ryu Dynasty Returns

Chapter 8:

“Grandma will be angry if we don’t arrive at the courtyard soon,” Odessa said, intruding on his thoughts.

Riven glanced at the dragon-shaped carving one last time before turning away. Something about it bothered him deeply, perhaps, this was a clue to uncovering the cryptic words Damon had said to him.

Unfortunately, the time wasn’t right to investigate yet. Without another word, he followed Odessa towards the front courtyard.

Alyssa’s eyes immediately swept over Odessa as they arrived before stopping on Riven.

“And where do you think you both are going?” She sneered.

Odessa frowned, her lips parted slightly to respond but Alyssa cut in.

“Do you really think grandma will let you bring your disgrace of a husband to the banquet to further humiliate our family?”

“Alyssa, watch your words. He’s your brother-in-law, he is also part of this family,” Odessa replied.

“Brother in-law?” Alyssa said with a scoff. “For someone who doesn’t have a different pair of clothes? Wasn’t this the same clothes he wore yesterday, Odessa? Or are you blind to the fact that your so-called husband is not only penniless but lacks good clothing?”

Odessa’s face went red instantly.

She looked over at Riven and indeed, the clothes he was putting on was the same clothing he wore the day before, although they looked neat and well ironed.

“Riven, don’t you have new sets of clothing?” She asked, staring at him with surprise.

Riven shook his head slowly. “I had no time to get new clothes.”

This wasn’t entirely a lie.

Riven had left the Zhao’s mansion with no bags, and Orion had sent his clothes over with the gifts but now, one of his clothes was being worn by Elias.

His eyes settled on him, spotting the small silver embroidery had been stitched into the cuff of the sleeve.

A single word—R.W.

His eyes narrowed.

Damon had ordered the embroidery years ago to distinguish his clothing from the other disciples living within the Zhao territory.

Elias noticed Riven staring and his lips formed into a little smirk.

“What? Never seen a proper suit before?”

“Take it off,” Riven responded.

Elias and the others were taken aback.

“What did you just say?”

“That suit…” Riven began, his eyes sweeping over him. “…belongs to me.”

Alyssa bursted into laughter and the others joined in.

“The rumors are so true. You are really insane. The Zhao family sent clothes over and that’s what my brother is putting on and you claim that it is yours?”

“He’s so delusional,” one of the younger generation chimed in.

“Do you really think the Zhao family will send custom made suits to a beggar?" Elias questioned with a raised brow. “You can drop the act now. We all know you have no relations with the Zhao family.”

“Exactly! The Zhao family doesn’t associate with gutter trash!”

“A worthless punk trying to claim that our young master is putting on his clothes. What audacity!”

Riven’s face remained calm and expressionless despite their insults.

“I can understand you haven’t worn or seen such fine clothing before so I would leave it for you, for now,” he said blankly.

Elias’ face went red.

“How dare you?!”