——Eighth Prince, look down at yourself, are you still a human being? What is the difference between this beautiful appearance and a pile of dead bodies? Beauty is not as good as withered bones, and your life is worse than death.
——Eighth Prince, tell me, what is Tao? You say, is this the way of heaven, the way of humanity, or the way of ghosts?
——It's better to be disgusted, to hate, to be resentful, but it's not as good as treating me like a stranger. By then, you won't have to see me anymore.
——What's the use of dying? In this life, a person may be obsessed with love, fame, or profit. There is no difference at all. Although there is justice, there is no right or wrong for oneself.
——You see yourself clearly, how can you not let him go? How to let go of mood swings?
——Pang Tong, maybe you won't be too happy if you are smart, but you definitely won't be in pain. You will understand even if I don't say it.
——I'm just curious whether there will be a breakthrough in the dragnet that the prince has compiled for himself.
——After all, there are still too few monkeys in the world. You are not one, and neither am I.
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