You Old Bastard, Do You Really Take Me for a Fool? (Please Subscribe and Vote with Monthly Tickets)

What happened in the palace could not stay hidden forever-paper could not contain fire. Before long, word reached Ivan, who was "recuperating" at his detached estate, through various secret channels.

At first, there were only scattered rumors, and he could still deceive himself into believing that the consorts were simply putting on a convincing performance.

But as the reports grew increasingly detailed, even specifying which consort had been summoned, when, and for how long, Ivan could no longer sit still.

He was the retired emperor who had only pretended to abdicate and was still secretly controlling the Imperial Court!

He had assumed that even if an otherworldly master like the Witch Ancestor lusted after women, he would exercise some restraint and preserve an outward appearance of respectability.

Who could have imagined that the Witch Ancestor would be so brazen? He practically treated Ivan's harem as his own backyard, favoring whichever woman he pleased, as though he had become the "emperor" of the Sacred Palace!

To Ivan, who had always been domineering and regarded women and power as his exclusive possessions, this was an unspeakable humiliation!

An ordinary man would bristle with fury at being made to wear a single cuckold's green hat, but Ivan had been given hundreds, even thousands!

This was no longer a matter of wearing green hats. His entire person had practically been dyed green, making him an unprecedented "king of cuckolds"!

Moreover, because the information had been delayed, deliberately or otherwise, many of these things had already happened nearly ten days before he learned of them. The wood had already been fashioned into a boat, and that only deepened his rage at being played for a fool and left powerless to turn back the heavens!

"Urge! I swear I will kill you!" Ivan flew into a