"I have traveled all over the world, and every place has its own god." Zhao Jie shook his head: "People without faith cannot persevere until the end."
"What about your god?" Li Yu smiled, opened his eyes and lowered his head slightly to look at Zhao Jie.
At that moment, Zhao Jie felt that all the stars in the sky were brightening, and the darkness of the night was no longer deep.
"Faith consists in not wanting to know what the truth is" - Nietzsche