A Good Man

"Catch a thief for 10 points of good and evil, and kill a bandit for 30 points of good and evil..." "Hey, the ninth-grade county magistrate has 300 points, the fourth-grade prefect has 3,000 points, the prince has 10,000 good and evil points, and the emperor... Kills twice as much." Kill? Kill! It was a dark night and the wind was high. Li Hu, wearing a black gauze on his face and carrying a sharp knife at his waist, climbed into the inner courtyard of the palace with three steps. It happened that the guards were having a meeting. More than a hundred big men, wearing tiger helmets and golden armor, holding hundreds of refined iron swords in their hands, looked up. The scene was a bit embarrassing for a while. "Don't do it, I'm a good person." Quietly throwing away the small dagger, Li Hu grinned, turned around and ran away.