When Soldiers Come, Block Them; When Water Comes, Dam It

"I really don't know what you're thinking." Yuri lit a cigarette, holding it between his fingers, and spoke with no hesitation, "Your injuries aren't even fully healed, yet you're out there trying to appease a woman. When did you become the type to coddle a lady?"

In his memory, Tristan had always been a woman repellent. Whether they were voluptuous or pure in appearance, none could catch Tristan's eye. Yet now, he had flown overnight to River Springs just to appease a woman. If Yuri hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

"Women are most vulnerable to indulgence. Spoiling them like this, you're bound to pay the price for it!"

Tristan shot him a cold glance. "Got a problem with how I spoil her?"

"No problem, no problem." Yuri leaned forward, shaking off the ash from his cigarette into the ashtray, his voice laced with sarcasm, "I'm just afraid you'll end up creating a monster. When that happens, there won't be a place to cry."