Extreme Flesh Body, Torn Apart and Strange

(Guys, help me think of some aliases.) The wind and snow are getting tighter. Zhao Tianbao was silent for a long time, and a thin layer of snowflakes accumulated on his shoulders. When he spoke again, his voice was unusually calm, terrifyingly calm: "Jiu Xuan, you have studied in a private school for two years and know more than me. But tell me, what is this world?" He didn't wait for Chen Jiuxuan to answer, and continued: "This world is a place where individuals cannibalize. The rules are set by rich and powerful people, and they set the card table. If you don't play at the table, you will always have to stand aside and watch, and you are not even qualified to place bets!" "But what if you go to the table and lose?" Chen Jiuxuan asked. "Lost?" Zhao Tianbao suddenly smiled, and that smile looked particularly desolate in the heavy snow. "That's because I, Zhao Tianbao, am only qualified to be a beggar. Surrender is half the battle, Jiuxuan, at least I tried. But you -" he looked deeply at Chen Jiuxuan, "you don't even dare to try." These words were like a cold knife, piercing Chen Jiuxuan's heart. Yes, doesn't he dare?