"You! What are you doing?! Let go of me!" Ling Xingjian struggled in shock and fury, but that tiny bit of strength could not budge Shi Tiexin's arm.
"Holy Light is a power that connects directly to the heart. Now use your Holy Light to sense my sincerity and determine whether I'm lying," Shi Tiexin said earnestly. "I'm a good person."
Someone within the Martial Heart Zen Lotus could not help commenting, "Giving myself a good-person card... doesn't that feel kind of weird?"
"What's weird about it? This is called planting the flag in reverse. As long as I give myself the card first, nobody else can give me one."
Someone slapped a palm against their hand in sudden realization. "Oh, I get it. Like, 'No one can occupy Paris before France surrenders'?"
Shi Tiexin was brimming with confidence. "You're pretty good at meme-ing. Just wait and see whether it works."
Sure enough, Ling Xingjian stopped struggling.
Her Holy Light had indeed given her the correct feedback.
She looked doubtfully at this Demonic Monk. Could he really be a good person?
"You believe me now, right? If you still don't, then listen to what I say and watch what I do." Shi Tiexin turned toward the detention center. "I take it you came here to purge evil filth."
Ling Xingjian's gaze flickered as she pondered for a moment. In the end, she decided to set aside her resistance for now. "Yes. How did you know?"
"Because there are only a few places in all of Nie's City where Evil Qi is concentrated to such an extent. The commotion at this detention center is so huge—did you come here for sightseeing?"
Ling Xingjian frowned. "You foresaw this, so you came specifically to ambush me?"
"How could that be? I came here