"That’s why in any world, there are always the fewest strong ones."
Yan Beihan said indifferently, "So many strong people believe it is only natural for them to seize and slaughter the weak, because they have paid much more, endured hardships and toil that the weak could never fathom in their lifeti. Why should they share the resources of this mortal world as equals?"
Fang Che said calmly, "Is that what you think too?"
Yan Beihan’s eyes showed a hint of mockery, "Thinking this way isn’t necessarily wrong. But you must always be ready to be bullied by soone stronger."
"I don’t even know what I think now. Sotis, a sudden rise of compassion prevents from wanting to bully the weak or make their lives even more miserable because of ."
"But I also know that sooner or later, I will beco such a person."
Yan Beihan looked at the vast lake outside with indifferent eyes and said softly, "Because I grew up under the protection of the Supre layer of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect. Our Wei Wo Zheng Sect does such things. Although I may never kill in my life, everything I enjoy and possess cos from this."
"Every penny I spend is stained with the blood of the weak."
"Every cup of wine I drink carries the wailing of the weak."
"All my carefree happiness hides countless corpses of the weak piled like mountains, seas of blood."
"So I have no choice."
"If one day I am killed by a Guardian, even if I lived as pure as a moon, I would still deserve it."
"But, for all the Guardians and innocents that die at my hands in the future... they will not be few. I believe I will have compassion, but I can’t not do it."
Yan Beihan smiled faintly, "Fang Che, do you understand?"
Fang Che remained silent.
Yan Beihan said, "Fang Che, if I live my whole life never killing, and a Guardian cos to kill soday, and before I die, I tell this Guardian expert that I’ve never killed the innocent, never killed a Guardian, do you think... he will believe ? Will he spare because of it?"
Fang Che gave a bitter smile.
After long contemplation, he shook his head and said, "He won’t believe it! And he won’t spare you because of it."
Yan Beihan said calmly, "Then do you think there’s any point in doing those deeds of virtue and kindness in the eyes of the Guardians?"
Fang Che did not answer.
"If one day, the Wei Wo Zheng Sect no longer exists, will the Guardians spare a life of virtue and kindness like mine?"
"Or would I still be able to survive then?"
Yan Beihan smiled faintly and said, "Fang Che, do you believe in destiny?"
Fang Che nodded without hesitation, "I do!"
"Yes, I do too. Everyone’s destiny is decided the mont they are born! Life, one can’t control; death, one can’t control either."
Yan Beihan smiled.
Fang Che said, "Eldest Lady Yan’s words today don’t quite sound like the words of a Witch of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect."
Yan Beihan smiled, "So Guardians, when doing certain things, may not necessarily act like Guardians either."
Fang Che said with a headache, "Why are we back on this topic again?"
Yan Beihan stood up, stretching elegantly, "Perhaps because I’ve co to an understanding. I must say, although these tis have been tiring, they are quite peaceful and enjoyable."
She turned back with a bright smile, "Tell , why do people feel such a strong urge to share and express when they suddenly co to a realization?"
"...??"
This question truly left Fang Che stunned.
But thinking about it, it indeed seems to be that way.
Yan Beihan, however, did not delve deeper, smiling, "I just wish these peaceful days could last a bit longer."
Yan Beihan’s sincere prayer did not move the heavens of the Yin Yang Realm.
Things turned out contrary to her hopes.
That evening, as the sky just began to darken, the fully recovered White Tiger Dad and partially recovered White Tiger Mother were in Fang Che’s arms, continuing to receive benefits when suddenly, all their white fur stood on end.
They leaped down to the ground and looked solemnly and heavily at the distant sky.
Imdiately, Tiger Dad swiftly activated his spiritual power domain, pulling Fang Che and another inside, "Kids are in your hands now, take them and leave, we’ll draw the opponent away."
Fang Che knew the situation was urgent, and now was definitely not the ti for niceties, agreeing readily, "Alright!"
The more critical the mont, the calr one must stay.
Words like ’I won’t go, I’ll fight with you’ or ’we share life and death, it’s just death anyway’ are not only useless but also waste ti.
And both Yan Beihan and Fang Che were extrely clear-headed individuals.
Grabbing the Little White Tiger and Little Bear in each hand, they sped towards the lake at full speed.
At this mont.
Above the evening clouds, suddenly, rays of twilight spread out in all directions.
A huge bird appeared, with a natural flesh crest on its head that ford a crown, and feathers like a rainbow on the crest.
Its entire body of seven-colored feathers glead brilliantly, strongly breaking through the clouds, appearing in the sky.
With a spread of its wings, the thick clouds rolled explosively to the sides.
Behind it followed a large group of previously seen big birds.
With a clear target, they dived towards the forest here.
It’s evident that the previous big birds, having suffered a loss, went back to bring reinforcents.
But this bird is just too big.
Although fleeing in panic, the two couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe: this bird is beautiful!
A flash of white light, the White Tiger couple had already appeared on the mountain peak thousands of feet away.
The two huge white tigers stood majestically on the mountain peak, roaring towards the sky, "Fire Phoenix! This is none of your business! Stay out of this! Although you’re one of the Peak Kings, you can’t break the rules."
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