Qi Yao roared with red eyes, "What about the common people in the world? What about the right way in the world? You are the one who is sentimental and you are the one who is ruthless." He fell down under the Fujiu tree with his soul unsteady, and his voice became hoarse and sad. "You can overcome all things, but you refuse to... Refuse to rescue her."
Jiubai lowered his head, and the green hair on his forehead blocked his eyes that seemed to be vast. He seemed to be in a trance, and his voice was distant. "It seems that there is no reason to be good. It's just compensation from guilt. I took it seriously like a fool. Fortunately, now we don't owe each other anything."