Chapter 88 The Divine Emissary Descends

In the Empire, males had long been conditioned to serve as emotional punching bags for females—silent receptacles for their fury and frustration. They endured slaps, scalding water, and cruel words without complaint. Even when soaked and burned, they didn't dare tend to themselves first. Instead, they lowered their heads, apologizing profusely while coaxing their partners with desperate devotion. "Jacob! Alexander!"